Drifting Towards You

When Xia Feise arrived home, she was stunned.

There was a man sitting on the sofa, his eyes gloomy, and the coldness all over his body seemed to condense the air out of ice.

Xia Feise took off his shoes and entered the house, but he didn't expect him to be there.

She glanced at him, turned around and planned to cook in the kitchen.

After hesitating for a while, he came out of the kitchen and asked him: "Do you eat at home?"

If you don't eat her, it's better to be alone.

Li Mubai looked at her faintly, got up and approached her.

Xia Feise was stunned, and stepped back subconsciously.

But after only a few steps back, she stood still on the spot.

Li Mubai looked at her gloomily: "Go to the dance troupe?"

"En." Xia Feise nodded in silence for a few seconds.

He pinched her chin and said quietly, "Do you use me as a fart? Or do you think I have a good temper?"

His hands are so strong that she hurts her pinch.

Xia Feise took away his big hand and explained slowly, as if he hadn't noticed the gloom in his eyes: "There is an important art performance in the city next month. The rehearsal is very tight now, so I can't delay it for too long."

Li Mubai pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Are you going to fight against me? Xia Feise, believe it or not, I will smoke you!"

Xia Feise was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "Believe it, I still believe you will break my leg."

Seeing her so calm, Li Mubai smiled angrily: "You are not afraid."

"I'm afraid, after all, the pain is real." Xia Feishi said, looking at him for a while and continuing: "I just think we are all grown-ups. I know what my injury is, so I can make judgments. And decision."

Li Mubai's lips lightly opened, and his eyes were evil: "I said you can make the decision by yourself?"

Xia Feise thought for a while, and slowly said, "You never said that you can't."

"Are you really courageous?" Li Mubai chuckled lightly, as if he found some funny toy.

Xia Feise sighed and looked at him and said: "You can actually speak well if you care about me. I think that's better."

Li Mubai was stunned for a moment, as if he heard some joke: "You put a lot of gold on your face."

Xia Feise slowly said, "I think I look pretty, so I don't need to pay any more."

Xia Feise actually didn't understand why she had seen him more recently than in the past two years combined.

Li Mubai pressed on the counter in the kitchen, touched the bottom of her skirt with his big hand, and said frivolously: "Really? Then I want to see how beautiful you are."

His lips pressed against her ears, and he wiped them lightly.

Xia Feise's body tightened a little bit, and he could smell the faint fragrance of condensation on his body.

Xia Feise's legs became softer and weaker, her hands involuntarily supported the edge of the table, her eyes drooping slightly and her throat tightened.

Li Mubai curled up the corners of her lips and whispered in her ear: "Is it comfortable?"

Xia Feise didn't make a sound, breathing slightly.

Li Mubai bit her earlobe and slowly said, "Actually, I think it looks better when I don't wear it."

Xia Feise's chest rose and fell slightly, still silent.

Not long after, a cell phone ringing rang in the room.

Li Mubai glanced at her lightly and said, "Wait."

When the words fell, he pulled away without reluctance and left the kitchen.

Xia Feise lightly breathed a sigh of relief, her face flushed, her eyes calm.

The back waist was a little painful on the marble countertop, and Xia Feise rubbed it lightly, planning to cook.

Tonight, she and Xing Jun took a leave of absence and do not plan to go to the bar to dance.

What she told Li Mubai was the truth. She went to the dance troupe only to practice some basic movements, mainly to remember the changes in the dance steps and formation of the new dance.

In this way, after his injury is healed, he won't lose too much.