Lolita, don't be too flowery

What did he... do? !

What a jerk he is!Big bastard!To actually make his most precious Xiaoli cry? !

Han Moze panicked in an instant, and gently stroked the traces of Han Ruoli's tears, "Xiaoli...I'm sorry...I..."

Hearing a low and lustful voice, slightly hoarse, Han Ruoli slowly opened her charming and coquettish purple eyes. Because she cried just now, the purple eyes were covered with tulle again, like a haze. With hazy water vapor, it is lovely and pitiful, but also a little bit enchanting and enchanting.

"Xiaoli..." Han Moze saw that Han Ruoli didn't respond at all, and moved closer to her in distress, but he didn't expect Han Ruoli to take a few steps back like a terrified rabbit. There was no confidence and arrogance in his purple eyes, but It's out of fear of him...

pain……

Han Moze's heart is like a needle cone.

He actually...caused Xiaoli to become like this...

Damn him!To make the woman he likes so afraid of him...

"Woooooo..." Thinking that she almost lost her virginity just now, even though that person was her favorite Ze.Han Ruoli sobbed softly...

Hearing Han Ruoli's deliberately lowered cry, Han Moze felt distressed again.

Her cries, her tears, and everything about her are the most fatal injuries to him, Han Moze!

Hearing her cry, Han Mozeying frowned, finally unable to endure the tormenting voice, Han Moze cautiously approached Han Ruoli, bent his arms, and wrapped her in his arms.

"Xiaoli... don't cry, I'm Han Moze..."

"Ze?" Han Ruoli raised her head and saw her face reflected in Han Moze's dark green eyes, "Wuuu...Ze, I'm not afraid...I'm really not afraid..."

right!Don't be afraid!If you are afraid, you cannot protect the person you want to protect!Don't be afraid!Han Ruoli!Never be afraid!

Han Moze tightened his arms, his face showed remorse and self-blame, "I'm sorry...Xiao Li, I didn't mean it...I won't hurt you anymore...I won't..."

"Woooooo... I'm not afraid... Ze, I'm not afraid... I'm really not afraid..." Han Ruoli held her head in her hands, grabbed her light brown hair, closed her eyes in pain, and squatted on the ground.

"I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid..." Repeated over and over again, eyes were empty, hot and huge tears flowed down, burning the land and Han Moze's heart .

"Xiao Li, don't cry, okay? Don't cry!"

"I'm not afraid... Ze, I'm not afraid, I can protect others, I'm not afraid..."

Han Ruoli kept repeating, like a tape recorder, repeating until the battery ran out.

Every time she said a word, Han Moze's heart trembled fiercely, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and leaned over to kiss her lips, drowning all the words she kept repeating in this kiss.

This kiss was different from just now, but soft and soft, like care, regret, and apology... His apology to her, his tenderness to her, his love for her, his love for her, his The unswerving love for her until death was conveyed to her mouth through this kiss.

He gently rolled on her lips, as if comforting.

Not too deep, just a soft kiss.

Han Ruoli was stunned, and stared blankly at Han Moze who was close at hand.