After rejecting my celebrity husband

On her face, untouched by rouge or powder, was an unparalleled cleanliness, her skin under the light shimmered like a peeled egg, delicate features graced her palm-sized face, especially those eyes, with thick lashes dense as butterfly wings casting soft shadows, the purity in her gaze akin to a highland lake.

Although he was used to seeing beauties from the entertainment industry, he couldn't help but exclaim internally.

This girl was truly beautiful.

Especially her skin, genuinely delicate enough to break upon a blow, starkly different from those effects made up with cosmetics.

Ding ding ding!

The sound of knocking arose.

"Who?!"

Leng Zimo raised his voice and asked.

Luo Xiaoqian's heart leaped with joy, someone was coming, she was saved.

Catching the subtle expression in her eyes, Leng Zimo frowned slightly.

This man, born with an emperor's demeanor, merely with a frown, suppressed Luo Xiaoqian's urge to cry for help.

"Zimo!" From outside, came a voice sweet as sugar, a name with two syllables, made to sound endlessly endearing, "It's me, Annie!"

Luo Xiaoqian instantly got goosebumps all over.

Annie?

The one hailed by the media as the new generation's innocent goddess, Annie, who played the second female lead in Emperor View's new film?

Not sleeping in the middle of the night, knocking on the door like this, without her having to say more, Luo Xiaoqian had already discerned her intentions from that one "Zimo."

"Talk about it tomorrow!"

Xu Zimo replied coldly.

"Zimo!" Annie's voice became increasingly sweet and cloying, "This matter, I'm afraid we must discuss it tonight. Don't you agree..."

She had already investigated that he liked to drink a bottle of pure water before bed.

For tonight, she had plotted meticulously, the water in Leng Zimo's room's fridge had been laced with a special ingredient.

Even if he was Emperor Leng, he should be aflame by now, right?

"Either roll back to your room or roll out of the crew!"

Inside the room, Leng Zimo's reply was crisp and decisive.

In his tone, there was no patience, only an ice-cold chill.

Hearing the chill in his tone, Annie dared not speak further. She might yearn to hook up with Emperor Leng, but if she got banned by him because of this, it would be all her effort gone to waste.

Turning around, she reluctantly went back to her room and slammed the door violently.

The drug had cost her tens of thousands, yet it had no effect. Had she known, she would rather have bought a designer bag.

As the two conversed, Luo Xiaoqian felt a peculiar sensation in her body, and looking at the man's face so close at hand, she instinctively wanted to draw closer.

This man must be related to God, otherwise, how could he be so good-looking?

This man even carried a scent of chocolate, truly delightful.

It must taste good too, right?

Lost in her wild thoughts, she leaned her mouth towards his face.

Just then, as Leng Zimo turned his face back, her lips happened to land on his mouth.

His lips, slightly cool; hers, burning hot.

As their lips met, Luo Xiaoqian felt as if thunder had exploded in her mind.

"You... smell so nice!"

Leng Zimo snapped back to reality, sat up, and flung the thin blanket off her, pointing his hand towards the door.

"Get out before I change my mind!"

What he despised the most were such women, those so-called fans, those chasing after idols, were they not just trying to make it using their bodies?!