As Nico exited through exit T3 of the terminal and headed toward the ckmercial vehicle on this side of the road, Mica notices him at a nce in the sparsete winter traffic.


    Nico is instantly recognizable because he stands out so much.


    And because he’s the one she loves, he’s always the one who catches the attention of thousands of people.


    Mica thought it would really take a thousand times to mentally convince herself that she should leave that person for a while.


    Mica’s cell phone rings again and the caller says Cerro.


    It’s not the first time Cerro has called Mica privately.


    It is daytime in Los Angeles and Cerro is working.


    Cerro had told her on more than one asion that Cerro’s agent at Universal Pictures Hollywood was interested in Mica and that once Cerro was introduced, Mica could definitely go to Hollywood.


    Mica kept saying to reconsider and wait, without giving Cerro a positive answer.


    But now, she considered that she understood.


    She hung up on Cerro and sent him a WhatsApp: “I can’te to the phone right now, I’ll call youter, I’ve thought it through.”


    Campoverde was preparing to get out of the car, “Mr. Nico ising out, I’m going to help Mr. Nico with his luggage.”


    Mica turned off her phone and looked up, “I’ming.”


    Campoverde was slightly taken aback, “Okay.”


    As he opened the car door, a cold winter wind from the snowy day hit his neck, stinging his skin bitterly, Mica stood next to the car and waved to the man across the road, “Nico, here.”


    Nico.


    Nico had a moment of unfamiliarity, not expecting Mica to call him that in public.


    But it was a quick adjustment, followed by tion.


    This time, Nico didn’t advance towards her, he just smiled and opened his arms and a big hug to Mica across the way, his untamed smile full of tenderness and warmth.


    Mica threw herself into his arms like a little girl.


    Mica couldn’t remember thest time she had been in such a childishly eager embrace as this one.


    On her shoulders, the cold snowkes of the storm.


    Instead, Mica hugged him tightly, ignoring the deep winter cold that enveloped him, and buried herself in his arms, saying, “Nico, I’ve missed you so much.”


    Nico looked down and smiled softly, his long fingers tugging her hair behind her ears in an intimate gesture as he teased her ear, “Looks like you’re getting used to being Nico’s wife.”


    He had said that Nico, the word, was a name that should only be said to his future wife, other than those with blood family.


    Mica lifted her face to his chest and smiled a sweet smile at him, even her eyes seemed to sparkle with stars of happiness.


    Nico kissed her on the corner of her lips in the cold, snowy night street in the dead of winter, before wrapping his slender hand in one and holding the cardboard box in the other as he walked to the car, frowning and spitting, “It’s too cold, this is getting old, better find a heated ce for this kind of romance.”


    Mica followed him down the street, pursing her lips andughing at him, “You know you’re getting old too, don’t you? I always thought you didn’t have that conscience.”


    He’s not a spirited boy anymore either.


    Nico was instantly infuriated, “You’re calling me old? I’m not even thirty, so I’m not old?”.


    Mica frowned and didn’t bother with the old boy.


    He himself said it was a flirtation for his own amusement, and no one else could say anything about it, and Mica was forbidden to say anything about it.


    Once in the car, a hot room.


    Nico stirs and presses himself against Mica, ready to kiss her, forgetting about Campoverde in front of him.


    Campoverde coughed, “Mr. Nico, it’s not Valentine’s Day, so be considerate of me, a single dog, and stop spreading dog food.”


    Nico rightly said, “Aren’t you going to lift the fender a little?”


    Campoverde: “…”


    Mica: “…”


    Nice guy, no shame.


    The moment the p was lifted, the breath was suddenly removed from Mica’s lips and reced by the cold taste of mint and tobo.


    Nico smelled of smoke, and with the coldness that had not yet faded from his body when he was wrapped outside, his whole body breathed a contradictory coldness between lust and abstinence.


    Unconventional and uninhibited, this was a man who would make Mica’s heart pound at any moment.


    Between lips and teeth, Mica cupped his face, her bright eyes tinged with a dense haze, looking at him with affection and affection, “Smoking?”


    After being with Mica, Nico rarely smells like smoke.


    But Mica hasn’t asked him to stop smoking either. If you have a few hobbies in life, you’ll live a long life.


    “No?”


    Nico pecked her lips, his eyes dark as he looked at her, he missed her so much despite only being apart for a few days, the miss was about to spill out of his eyes and turn into a river.


    It really felt pretty bad that in the future, if she shot, she would be separated for a year and a half, she wouldn’t have to want to die.


    Mica leaned back in his arms and gently shook her head, “I don’t dislike it. Just curious, why are you smoking a lot all of a sudden, did you have a problem with a business?”.


    The man’s long fingers cupping his chin turned to face her, under the surplus light, and looked directly into her eyes.


    His gaze wasmanding, “You shouldn’t question your man’s abilities.”


    “…”


    So it’s not about business?


    Nico was already covering Mica’s lips again, biting her lightly and sighing tersely, “So much for thinking, I’ll have to spend the time smoking. It’s not like you forbid me to find other women.”


    He said it without holding back.


    Mica stood upughing, hugged his neck and said, “Actresses who follow Mr. Nico’s example and pursue him are really going to be disappointed.”


    Nico took her hand, put it on his thin lips and kissed it, his eyes looked at her seductively and purely, “What can I do, I have taken an oath.”


    “Hmm, what oath? No, Nico can you still swear?”


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    The man’s deep eyes, with an unconscious depth of affection, looked at her inch by inch and said earnestly, word by word, “Swear that you are thest woman to be involved with me.”


    “And if you can’t do that?”


    Nico buried himself in the warmth of her neck and scoffed with a smile, “Then it’s a punishment from the court.”


    The ck business car drove all the way across the white road, outside the window was a continuous drift of snow, but inside, a warm room.


    In the heat of the moment, Mica nuzzled Nico’s neck, her voice soft and caring, “I have something to tell you.”


    “What?” Nico was still not letting go of the kiss.


    “Your mother came to see me and asked me to arrange a meal with her to ease the strained mother-son rtionship.”


    Nico was stunned, surprised that Carlita had gone after Mica, then disgusted, “Next time shees near you, ignore her. The maternal-filial bond between me and her is long gone, so any talk of forgiveness is a joke.”


    “Hmm.” Mica knew this would be Nico’s attitude and was not surprised.


    Mica lowered her eyes a little, bit her lip and added, “There’s something else I have to tell you.


    Doubtful, but something that needs to be said.


    Nico took her finger and put it to his lips and kissed it, enjoying the moment of rxation and peace as hezily replied, “Hmm?”


    “Cerro had asked me before if I wanted to go to Hollywood and Universal Pictures had their eye on me.”


    Mica gave him a stunned look and said solemnly, “Nico, I want to go to America to develop.”