Drifting Towards You

Si Mocheng's jaw tightened, his eyes drooping and relaxing for a few seconds before he slowly opened it.

When he opened it again, the turmoil in his eyes had dissipated, as if he had recovered to become the man who was not angry with himself.

He stared at Li Xiaoxiao and slowly said, "Why don't you admit it."

Refusing to admit their relationship?

Li Xiaoxiao shook her two small hands, and the phone was still shaking.

Li Xiaoxiao thought to herself, this **** Xie Yunfan was really going to kill her, and 80% of them saw that she hadn't responded for a long time and started to swipe the screen with her expression.

He stared at her with deep eyes.

Li Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment, and said softly: "I..."

Before he could say his words, his lips softened, and the smell of his body was scorching hot.

Si Mocheng leaned over and covered her pink lips fiercely.

Li Xiaoxiao dumbly forgot to react, and didn't react until a few seconds later, his cheeks were hot red, and his eyes drooped slightly.

He bit her lips and tongue, his big hand fettered her small hand, wishing to rub her into his body.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but muttered in pain.

The soft and numb sensation alternated with swelling and pain, and her breathing seemed to be suffocated. She was like a fish out of the water, breathing hard.

"Xiaoxiao..." He whispered her name, and kissed her chin on her neck.

He actually doesn't understand.

But he didn't like it.

Don't like her to throw away people as soon as she sees them, and don't like her denying their relationship personally.

The gasp in the car became a bit heavier, and the temperature got higher and higher. Li Xiaoxiao realized that the buttons on his coat had been unbuttoned a few, and only then became sober.

"Simo City..." She whispered his name, trying to push him away.

But he kept pressing her hand, and there was soreness in his hand, and he almost lost consciousness, let alone pushed him away.

The man buried on her collarbone paused slightly and did not move.

Li Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly lowered his eyes.

Neither of them moved. He didn't know how long he calmed down before he slowly raised his head and his gaze fell on her little face.

The little woman next to her was closing her eyes, the light from the street lamp enveloped her, her long eyelashes were curled up and up, and the baby's fat face gradually became thinner, and her pointed chin became more and more obvious.

Her skin is so white and soft, a bit less childish, and her appearance becomes more refined and beautiful.

Thinking of the man who asked her for WeChat tonight, Si Mocheng slowly straightened up, rolled down the car window, and lit a cigarette.

That person is the grandson of Mr. Xu, Si Mocheng's eyes are deep.

After he left, Li Xiaoxiao let out a sigh of relief, his whole body limp like a puddle of water, unable to use any of his strength.

The man just now is not like him, she never thought he would be like this...this way out of control.

The phone just dropped to the ground, it will be buzzing non-stop.

She glanced at him and picked up the phone slowly.

But before he could unlock it, a deep voice rang in his ears: "No return."

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him in amazement, but saw that his eyes were still deep, as if only half a smoke had returned to normal.

He was also staring at her, waiting for a response.

Li Xiaoxiao quietly put the phone back into her bag, and whispered, "I just picked it up..."

Si Mocheng didn't say anything again.

Li Xiaoxiao stuck his tongue out, watching his shirt with several buttons unbuttoned, his face flushed again, and he raised his hand to tie the buttons.

But when he touched the button, a big hand had already fallen.

Si Mocheng's complexion was tense, and he was earnestly buttoning her buttons with a focused expression.