In an instant, Chi Xiaoxi was pulled by him and brought to his chest.

The cold air of the afternoon mixed with the man's breath choked directly at her face, but the fact that her whole body was wrapped in anger reminded her tightly.

He was angry.

And it's level ten.

"Uncle Leng, you, don't do this," she struggled, knowing that she was wrong, and even her voice was low in the dust, she said: "Uncle Leng, let me go first, let go first..."

open?

Leng Xiao looked at the little woman on his chest, wishing he had broken her wings, chopped up the bones and put them in his pocket and took them away, to see where else could she go?

"Are you saying that again?" He tried to keep his voice steady.

Don't scare her.

Don't scare her.

She hasn't recovered her memory yet, so it's no good to stimulate her like this.

For example... the same way as the previous two days, coaxing her, holding her, that method makes each other happy, isn't it?

Only she is happy.

This is his purpose.

No... Until the moment before, this was his purpose.

When she said: Uncle Leng, these two words.

All the confidence he had built up before had all collapsed.

Take your fucking time.

"Uncle Leng, you, don't do this, others can't see it well, so let me go first, okay?" Chi Xiaoxi didn't dare to look into his eyes, his head was on top of hers.

It was like a bottomless abyss of temptation, and once she fell into it, she could never get out.

The wind and rain suddenly changed in Leng Xiao's eyes, and he gritted his teeth: "Chi Xiaoxi, what are you going to do to be willing to..."

"Uncle Leng, although you are my Uncle Leng, we are about the same age. If others see it, it will be very hard to hear." Chi Xiaoxi decisively interrupted him.

Because she is afraid.

She said something that made her heartache again.

Knowing that his willpower is not firm, he blocked all these things at the source.

"Chi Xiaoxi..." Leng Xiao burst out instantly, he had endured to the extreme, he stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, "You say it again..."

He forced her to open her eyes and look at him, and in broad daylight he made her look into his eyes, to tell her the truth.

Chi Xiaoxi had never experienced such pressure.

The sun above her head seemed to scorch her, and at this moment, she just wanted to die.

"Uncle Cold..."

Only two words.

Tears rolled down, and they had been accumulated for a long time. Once they broke out, they could no longer be held back. They fell intermittently.

He loosened his grip, but still wanted an answer: "Don't cry," he softened his voice, but asked her stubbornly, "Are you pretending to be stupid or really stupid?"

Really can't remember, or are you hiding everything?

What's the point of saying this now? Chi Xiaoxi cried hoarsely, but did not dare to roar out her heart.

She also wanted to speak, to vent violently.

But if she did that, how many people's fate would be destroyed, has he ever thought about it?

Now it was his turn to be desperate, but... he had already missed it.

When she wanted to let go of everything and go with him, he didn't hold her hand, and what he picked up now is just a touch of soul.

"Uncle Leng, let me go," Chi Xiaoxi couldn't help herself in grief, she slowly raised her head, and looked at him sternly: "You scared me."

There was something in his head that was collapsing, like a high-rise building, just like that, it shattered into powder in his heart.