Love is like melting

Chapter 294 His little woman (1)
Xu Sizhe raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Huo Yimo heard his smile, raised her head to meet his deep and focused eyes, and glared at him angrily: "What are you laughing at!"

"Laughing that your IQ and EQ are both offline, so cute and silly!" The thin lips curled into a faint pampering.

Huo Yimo's face turned dark, "Don't push your nose, I can say that my IQ is below the line, but you are not allowed to say that!"

Xu Sizhe really liked her current appearance, and nodded along with her intentions: "Okay, I won't tell! Your IQ is not down, it's mine."

Huo Yimo knew that his words were completely insincere, she was simply coaxing herself, she snorted softly, lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "They say that men have love, but women don't, because who are women? If she is good, whoever she will go with!"

Xu Sizhe understood what she meant, lowered his head, rubbed his nose against the bridge of her small nose, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't listen to these nonsense, first of all, you need to know that there is no one's love in this world. The love of love is based on the will of both parties. There is no law or morality that stipulates that a person can only love one person in a lifetime. Now that he is in love, he may break up tomorrow, and if he is married, he can still get divorced. If you like it, you don’t have to worry about how many people you have liked before, whether this is going on and on, you treat every like with sincerity and sincerity, just because you don’t have the fate to be together and gradually forget it, there is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Huo Yimo was like a child studying hard, listening to him intently, her gentle voice, low and warm, bewitching people's hearts.

"As for whether women have love, I don't know, but if this is true, I don't worry much."

"Why?" Huo Yimo almost blurted out the question.

The gentleness in the long eyes seems to be able to drip water, bright like a bright galaxy, driving away all the darkness in the world, "Because no one will treat you better than me."

Gentle as water, yet firm as death.

The clear pupils tightened heavily, and before he could react, he had already kissed her.

This person looks gentle and harmless on the surface, but in reality, he is determined and stubborn every step of the way. It is difficult to change the decision made by the person he is looking for.

It was impossible for her to go back at night. When he kissed her in all manner of things and couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, Xu Sizhe carried her upstairs, walked all the way into the bedroom, and closed the door with his foot.

She was placed on the dark bed sheet, and his fingers ran gently through her black hair. He stared at her with fiery eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lie down first, and I'll get you bath water."

When he was about to get up, Huo Yimo suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, holding it tightly in his hand.

Xu Sizhe sat down again, and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

The water eyes stared at him for a long time, and the lips that were tightly pressed into a straight line opened and closed gently, "Are you sure it's me?"

Xu Sizhe raised his eyebrows and didn't speak for a while.

He thought his attitude was already obvious, so he still needed to ask this question?
Huo Yimo seemed to guess that he would not answer her own question, and there was another moment of silence, and the hand that was pulling on his sleeve became tighter and tighter.

When he spoke again, his voice was low and trembling: "Then do you dare to want me?"

The gentle eyes froze for a moment, the word "want" had a deep meaning.

The fingers gripping his sleeves so hard that they turned blue and white, cold sweat dripped from the palms, staring at him nervously with blurred eyes, and even stopped breathing.

After a long time, he finally said, "You drank too much."

The little hand suddenly loosened, and the white teeth that were clenched on the crimson lips were loosened, eyes lowered, and whispered softly: "So... so you are all the same..."

Xu Sizhe's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and when her little hand was hanging in the air, he held it precisely, with extreme force, and his voice was tense: "I don't want you to regret it."

Huo Yimo glanced at him and asked, "You're not me, how do you know I'll regret it?"

Xu Sizhe didn't speak any more, and leaned forward in front of her, his gaze was like a torch, as if he wanted to see through her, see through her.

"Even if you want to regret it now, there is no chance."

It wasn't until he completely possessed her that Xu Sizhe suddenly understood what she meant by "Do you dare to want me?"

He has never had that kind of plot, but he knows that she likes Li Yangyu, and that her first kiss was for Li Yangyu, and other things will happen naturally, and it is taken for granted.

The love between men and women is a normal thing, it is not a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, it is not surprising that something happens, he doesn't mind such things.

But ah——

She really gave him a big surprise and made him feel like a treasure.

He is her first man.

Filled with joy, the lake of heart is turbulent, and the tenderness and consideration of the past have long been left behind in the surprise she gave.

Seeing her sleeping peacefully in her arms, her thin lips involuntarily raised a faint smile.

A sympathetic kiss landed on her forehead.

He closed his eyes contentedly.

The next morning.

Before Huo Yimo opened his eyes, he felt that his whole body was sore and limp, as if he had been run over by a truck, and there was no place that was not sore and sore.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a sleeping face. The scenes of last night flashed through his mind, Huo Yimo secretly bit his lip, really wanting to bury himself alive.

Carefully taking away the cool big hand around his waist, trying to get up from his arms, just turning over before he could lift the quilt, he heard a cool voice behind him: "You regret it!"

Xu Shi just woke up with a lazy voice.

Her body froze, Huo Yimo turned her head to meet his emotionless eyes, blinked, her brain was running fast.

It's not terrible to lose your body, especially last night it seemed that my own brain twitch took the initiative. It would be too hypocritical to say something about regretting Balabala now.

I don't know whether it's for the sake of face or for other reasons, Huo Yimo pretended to be calm and said: "Sex after drinking, I would like you to have nothing to regret. I just think that sex after drinking is not as good as it is in the novel. Exaggeration, after all, he was drunk, so he didn't feel anything..."

Her lack of feeling refers to the pain she felt for the first time. She has read many novels and said it hurts, but I don’t know if it’s because I drank too much, or it really doesn’t hurt that much. Anyway, apart from some pain at the beginning, there is no pain afterward. a feeling of.

But when it fell into Xu Sizhe's ears, the taste changed, and he heard the meaning of humiliating and questioning his man's dignity.

He worked so hard last night, she dared to say that she didn't feel it, even if she was drunk, it wouldn't be to the point where she didn't feel it.

Besides, who was crying and begging for mercy afterwards?
Xu Sizhe narrowed his eyes, staring at her with a dangerous light...

Huo Yimo noticed that his eyes were not right, so she involuntarily moved to the side, and said dryly, "You...you...what do you want to do?"

"Didn't you feel drunk?" She moved an inch, and he moved an inch, thin lips lightly pursed, and his voice was hoarse: "Now I can help you recall, recall!"

"I do not……"

"Do you feel it now?"

Huo Yimo stared at him in embarrassment, her voice was much hoarse than when she woke up, "Uncle Xu, you are almost forty, and your physical strength is so good, it's not normal."

It's so unscientific to toss her like that last night and still have the strength to toss her in the morning!

The smile on the corner of Xu Sizhe's mouth froze instantly, his thin lips were pursed lightly, and his voice was cold: "Are you suspecting what I ate?"

Uh--

"I didn't say that..."

The right to speak was deprived again, his hoarse voice overflowed from the cracks between his lips and teeth, "Do you think there is any medicine that can last so long except you?
Huo Yimo's broken thoughts vaguely heard the meaning in his words, implying that she was an aphrodisiac.

Cursing in my heart: You are the aphrodisiac.

(End of this chapter)