cuddling in his arms

Chapter 39
　An Ziqing sat on the sofa downstairs and drank one cup after another of ice water, then got up and went upstairs, knocked on Mo Xiaoli's door, but there was no response from inside, he stood at the door for a few minutes, pushing the empty door away. The hidden door.

　
　Under the light, Mo Xiaoli stood quietly in front of the window, his eyes cast on an unknown point, the white silk nightdress was illuminated by the light into a translucent shape, and his uneven body appeared in front of his eyes, looming even more imaginative Lian Pian, An Ziqing's Adam's apple rolled twice, he tried his best to breathe steadily, walked slowly in front of her, took off a thin blanket from the bed and wrapped it around her body and asked, "What are you thinking?"

　
　Mo Xiaoli seemed to be frightened, and took a step back sideways, his eyes couldn't focus for a long time, he was stunned before he opened his mouth and said: "You..."

　
　An Ziqing looked at her wet eyes, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He leaned over and lightly pecked her lips, and said quietly, "Go to bed early."

　
　Then turn around and go out.

　
　Mo Xiaoli opened her mouth slightly, looking ignorant, touched the corner of her lips, thinking about it, then she quickly climbed onto the bed and took out a book from under the pillow, she opened the book, inside It was a photo. The man in the photo had a gentle smile. Mo Xiaoli stretched out his hand to caress the photo and called, "Brother... Shaohua, are you okay?"

　
　She kept staring at the photo until midnight, and then fell asleep sweetly, the book was casually buttoned on the quilt, Mo Xiaoli has always been not very honest in sleep, always rolling around, and the book was just when she was rolling Hou 'dong' fell to the ground.

　
　An Ziqing in the study next door was flipping through a document when he heard a noise and came over, saw Mo Xiaoli's sleeping posture stretched out, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and smiled, he shook his head and picked up the book on the floor, The photos in the book floated to the ground.

　
　The photo fell backwards, An Ziqing looked down and only saw the words on the back of the photo: The love of my life, protect my sweetheart.

　
　Turn the photo over, in the photo Mo Shaohua is smiling and supporting his coat, while Mo Xiaoli is smiling happily under the coat, and there are thin raindrops in the air that are frozen.

　
　An Ziqing looked at the photo, the smile was condensed on the corner of his mouth just now, and there was a rush of air in his chest, he didn't know whether it was anger or pain, but Mo Xiaoli's smile in the photo was so dazzling, he threw the book on the bed so hard that it hit On Mo Xiaoli's lap, she was awakened by the pain, rubbing her sleepy eyes and looking at An Ziqing.

　
　He raised the photo in his hand, but didn't know what to say, he just rubbed the photo in his hand fiercely, and then tore it into pieces.

　
　Mo Xiaoli was startled, only to realize that what he was tearing up in his hand was her photo, she jumped up from the bed and rushed towards An Ziqing, "Why are you looking through my things casually? Give it back to me."

　
　"Give it back to you?" An Ziqing snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it."

　
　He raised his hand and the shards of the photo fell everywhere like snowflakes. Mo Xiaoli became anxious, and he shook his hand and grabbed An Ziqing's face. There were five red marks in an instant, and he knelt down on the ground one by one. Picking up the photos, she tried to piece together the two smiling faces, but she couldn't put them together anyway. She cried anxiously, tears falling down, just as she made some eyebrows, An Ziqing stretched out her hand, and there was another burst of confusion and another burst of confusion. A mess of debris, Mo Xiaoli ignores him and just fights his own things blindly, if he messes her up, he fights again.

　
An Ziqing grabbed her by the wrist and threw her onto the bed. His eyes were terribly cold. He walked towards her step by step, slowly pressing down on her.

(End of this chapter)