Now he is half dressed, lying here and letting her do it.
His face is usually pale, and there is almost no expression on his face. When he looks down at people, he has a commanding taste, which makes people dare not get close to him.
Now he lies in front of her like this. His cheeks are light pink because of the high tropics. His long eyelashes are lightly covered on the eyelids. Occasionally, his thin lips are slightly opened, and he spits out one or two fuzzy notes. This gesture
Like the God who was pulled down and put into trouble.
Let Ning Xuemo have an unprecedented strange feeling in her heart. She unexpectedly gives birth to an impulse, an impulse to hold him.
This feeling suddenly made her startled. She shook her head, shook the confused thoughts in her head, and focused on wiping his body.
When wiping the palm of his hand, he suddenly turned his hand and grasped her wrist. A jerk!
Ning Xuemo was unprepared at this time, and his strength was so great that he pulled him to the bed! Fell into his arms.
The familiar breath came on her face, enveloping her whole body.
Ning Xuemo murmurs, she subconsciously wants to push him away, but he holds her wrist.
Even in a coma, this person's way of taking people is extremely accurate. It's her pulse that's clasped.
When the pulse gate is closed, the power of the whole body cannot be exerted.
Push him a did not push, but in exchange for his tighter embrace.
Ning Xuemo is a little annoyed and wants to get out of her legs immediately. She wants to stare him open, but her indistinct babble makes her freeze: "Mo Mo......"
There was pain, helplessness and even sadness in that voice.
Ning Xuemo is like being struck by lightning, and her heart is like being held by others, and she picks it up again. Make her nose sour.
In this way, he is less tall than usual, resisting people for thousands of miles, inexplicably having a kind of glass like vulnerability.
He will never appear when he is sober, but he really stirs up Ning Xuemo's heart and makes her can't bear to push him away
Since knowing him, he has called her Xuemo, called her little girl, little girl, and even called her by first name and last name.
It's the first time to call her a stranger
The voice with doting, even with supplication, with softness
Perhaps he felt the loosening of the snow road, he held her tighter, as if he wished he could squeeze her into the bone. She could hardly breathe.
Because of the high fever, his arms are hot, Ning Xuemo has an illusion that he will be melted in his arms.
"Mo Mo......" His lips covered her ears, almost containing her ears, burning her soul: "don't Don't be so cruel... "
His fiery breath made the snow road hot and cold. He could hardly hear what he said.
Only to hear the two words, Mo Mo, Mo Mo, he called her?
Or a girl with the same name as her?
At last, this guess made her feel uncomfortable, and she was about to try to push him away (now he is so weak, it's easy to push him away with Ning Xuemo's skill)
but he whispered again: "Xuemo "
with this sound, Ning Xuemo will settle down as if he was hit by a point, and his heart will rise and fall like a tide.
”Snow road Don't be afraid... "
"Don't be afraid of me..."
"Snow road......"
He murmured several broken words in succession, frowning slightly, his thin lips dry, and he looked like a lost child.