marry a husband

Chapter 171 Daddy is gone

This time, I changed it to get up first and make breakfast for her who was sleeping in the room as sweetly as a baby.

Even so, my heart is still full of indescribable happiness.

Maybe this is what is called love.

When in life, when you really meet the girl you like, no matter what you let yourself do, you are willing and happy.

Make breakfast and bring it out one by one.

Arrange on the table.

I looked at the time and found that it was pointing to 8 o'clock in the morning.

Go upstairs to wake her up.

But as soon as his footsteps reached the stairs, he couldn't help but stop.

She pursed her lips and smiled, and then remembered that this guy didn't know what time he went to sleep last night. If he woke her up now, it would be too early.

A thought flashed through her, but she still couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, let her sleep for a while until she wakes up naturally.

Turn around, go back to the dining table, and look at the neatly arranged breakfast directly opposite.

Although it's just a simple fried egg, a piece of bread, and a glass of warm milk.

But the scene is very warm.

It feels like home.

Leng Zimo smiled happily, then turned to the living room and turned on the TV.

Holding the remote control in hand, he chose his favorite sports channel.

Sitting there flipping through magazines, glancing at the TV from time to time.

When the game he liked was broadcast on TV, Leng Zimo put down the magazine in his hand very excitedly, and watched it engrossed.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed on the dining table rang.

Leng Zimo, who was watching the highlights, didn't want to get up to answer the call.

But what I didn't expect was that the phone rang one after another.

Leng Zimo had to stand up, reluctantly looking away from the TV screen.

With a black face, he walked to the dining table.

Impatiently, he said, "Who is it?"

Just listen to the voice broadcast immediately from the phone, "Leng Ziyan."

Leng Zimo stepped forward, picked up the phone, and said in confusion: "Why did she call herself so early? Didn't she come home last night?"

Holding the phone impatiently, he said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, what's the matter so early?"

Leng Ziyan's urgent voice came from inside, "Where are you now?"

Leng Zimo replied; "Apartment."

"Apartment? Didn't you hear me when I rang the doorbell?" Leng Ziyan asked in confusion.

Leng Zimo changed the subject directly, with a vague premonition, "Are you outside the door?"

"That's right, open the door?" Leng Ziyan replied calmly.

But from the phone, she could still feel her panting anxiously.

Because bursts of rapid breathing were being transmitted to Leng Zimo's ears through the microphone.

"Understood." Leng Zimo replied coldly.

Turning around, she came to the door and opened it, only to find that the door was locked by herself, and there was a hurdle added, no wonder her key couldn't open it.

Leng Ziyan was anxiously waiting by the door.

When Leng Zimo opened the door, Leng Ziyan couldn't wait to get into the topic directly, anxiously, "Daddy is gone."

Leng Zimo was startled, "What?"

Leng Ziyan anxiously explained: "Last night, Daddy told me that he wanted to be alone, so I sent Che Zhixian home first, but later, when I got home, I waited For a long time, I didn't see Daddy coming back, and no one answered the phone."

(End of this chapter)