cuddling in his arms

Chapter 162 Dreaming ([-])
Before going to sleep, Mo Xiaoli was already in a daze. She found a comfortable position in An Ziqing's arms and fell asleep. His sucking lips were still slightly swollen, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was having a sweet dream. What was at the corner of his mouth, uh, a ball of saliva, slowly seeping down.

An Ziqing wiped her clean with a paper towel, and she was still sucking her lips, opening and closing them. He slid his fingertips across her lips, tracing that beautiful lip shape over and over again, and said to himself: "Ah! Li, you can call me Ziqing, at least at the moment just now."

The voice was low and charming.

Mo Xiaoli was sleeping soundly, not knowing anything about personnel.

An Ziqing stroked the wound on her face, it was the second time, her face was injured for the second time, before she recovered so well that almost no scar was left, but what about this time?Can it be restored?

After thinking about it, An Ziqing got up and knocked on An Zihan's door. At that time, An Zihan was still awake. She had a bad habit of not stopping reading halfway through the novel, and not sleeping until she saw the ending. So, at this moment She is still reading novels.

Hearing the knock on the door, she was a little curious, who could it be so late?She thought it was still Mo Xiaoli, but she prepared the most bitter words in the world, opened the door arrogantly, and then saw her brother who looked like a sculpture under the light.

"Brother." An Zihan hurriedly lowered her head, putting away all the emotions and expressions she had just had.

"En." An Ziqing nodded, and walked into his sister's room first.

An Zihan followed, "Brother, it's so late, are you still up?"

An Ziqing stared at An Zihan blankly for a long time, his eyes were emotionless, but precisely because of this emotionlessness made people even more frightened, An Zihan's voice trembled a little, and he called out again: "Brother. "

"Ah Li's face was made by you?" An Ziqing asked straight to the point.

An Zihan nodded and said, "I didn't do it on purpose, I was just careless."

But he scolded Mo Xiaoli hundreds of times in his heart, and today he pretended not to tell his brother, and now he sued her and said he wanted to make up for himself, is that how he made up?Sure enough, the words of the bitch are unbelievable.

"Zihan, you've grown up. I don't want to tell you some things a second time, but if you can't remember, I don't mind using more violent methods to make you remember." An Ziqing rubbed An Ziqing's hand. Han Xin took the cup, and then gently picked it up, pinched it in his hand, his finger prints on the glass were so beautiful, but when he let go, the cup fell to the ground and shattered.

Glass shards splashed onto An Zihan's instep wearing slippers, and bounced off again, but it hurt so much even just lightly, and tears rolled in her eyes, but she still dared not shed them.

"Father passed away early, but it doesn't mean that no one cares about you. You should know yourself and don't lose face to the An family." When An Ziqing said these words, his voice was always calm, and his tone was indifferent, but so scary.

When An Ziqing turned to go out, An Zihan finally summoned up enough courage to call him, "Brother, Mo Xiaoli killed Dad, right?"

"She hates our family. She hates our family for killing her parents, so she is here for revenge. Maybe she married you just for revenge. Why do you still treat her like this?"

"Take care of yourself, it's not your responsibility, don't think about it, otherwise you will be the one who gets hurt." An Ziqing lowered his eyes, hiding all the emotions in his eyes, no one could see them.

(End of this chapter)