Chapter 933

"Uncle, you are really excellent. No woman can open her eyes, and I am no exception. But time goes by, will understand, between us It's not love. " Li Xiaoxiao added softly.

She's trying to convince him, and she's trying to convince herself.

But she did not understand, if this is not love, then what is her feelings for him?

After her words, a strange silence returned to the room.

Dozens of seconds later, Si Mo Cheng held her hand heavily and said slowly, "Xiaoxiao, I'll give you a chance to take back what I said just now."

Li Xiaoxiao's heart trembled and her breath was heavy.

"Speak." He murmured.

Li Xiaoxiao bit his lips and raised his watery deer eyes and said, "I will not take it back."

"Well, I will accompany you if you want to spend it. You can't have another man in your life!" The man's voice is more and more cold.

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes are moist and silent.

Si Mo City let her go, raised his hand to unbutton: "climb on the bed of little uncle is not very exciting?"

Li Xiaoxiao's back is close to the wall, her eyes are drooping, and her breath is getting heavier and heavier.

Si Mo City continues to untie the button: "is it very happy to beg for mercy under my brother-in-law?"

Li Xiaoxiao clenched the lip, and there was no blood on the baby's fat face.

Si Mo City approached a few minutes, gently pinched her chin and whispered: "what do you think when I enter you? What am I called, eh? "

"Stop it Stop talking... " Li Xiaoxiao begged to open her mouth, and a string of tears fell from the corner of her eyes.

Si Mo City Mou color is deep, big hand easily open her skirt.

Li Xiaoxiao shivered and raised her hand to block it.

His action is very light, but the hand is cold, he bowed his head and kisses her eye: "Xiaoxiao."

Li Xiaoxiao did not make a sound, Si Mo City will hold her waist, slowly put on the bed.

Fall into the soft big bed, Li Xiaoxiao as if in the clouds, some hazy eyes looking at the man beside the bed.

She seems to be drunk again. She seems to be drunk again

Until Si Mo Cheng slowly kisses her lips, Li Xiaoxiao can't help but ring up his neck: "little uncle..."

"Call me my name." Si Mo Cheng low voice.

Li Xiaoxiao said nothing.

She knows, she's probably finished.

She should have pushed him away. She had been struggling for so long to avoid him.

But now, as soon as he appeared in front of her, as long as he wanted, she could not say no.

"Simo city." She whispered his name, unfamiliar and familiar.

He kisses her on the neck, not in the expected fury, but with tenderness.

"If a heart, a person, wants to give another person, this is not love." Li Xiaoxiao looked at him with red eyes and asked softly.

"I don't know. All I know is that you are willing to die. " Si Mo Cheng opened his mouth in a deep voice, and the tiny kisses fell on her chest, leaving a piece of trace.

Li Xiaoxiao lowered his eyes and climbed up his waist with his legs. He said in a soft voice, "I'm afraid I will hate myself tomorrow."

Si Mo City Mou color is deep, mercilessly bumps into her body: "Xiaoxiao, I can wait for you all my life."

Li Xiaoxiao's eyelashes are slightly wet.

Man, sometimes it's really a complex contradiction.

Reason and sensibility always go against each other.

The first second tit for tat, the next second ear.

Over and over again, in love, in fate, sometimes hard as iron, sometimes defeated.

And then it becomes profound and incisive.

The frost is heavy in the night, the light casts on the wall, and two shadows that fit together appear. Sima city's eyes are gentle: Xiaoxiao, you are my blood.