Shui Xi almost choked at his words and coughed a few times in embarrassment: "I, I'd better tell you my past."
Ling Muze pursed his lips and said nothing, looking at her intently.
What happened in the past has always been hidden deep in my heart. Every time I think of it, my heart will feel a little painful.
But now, to reveal the past that we have tried so hard to avoid is undoubtedly adding salt to the deep wounds.
Stretching pain.
She had been trying hard not to think that her parents had left her forever, and that she might never see Ling Muze again for the rest of her life.
Her loved ones were all far away from her, and she felt like she was the only one left in the world.
Lonely and helpless.
Seeing Shui Xi's dim eyes, trying to hold back his grief, his handsome eyebrows frowned unconsciously.
I don't know what she has been through to show such pain.
Realizing that his emotions were being affected by her without even realizing it, his eyes narrowed in annoyance.
She is just a tool for revenge on Ling Yucheng. What happened in the past has nothing to do with him. Why does he need to know her past.
I was very unhappy that I had suddenly become interested in her past for no apparent reason.
When Shui Xi finally plucked up the courage and opened his mouth to speak, he waved his hand to stop her coldly: "You don't have to say it, I suddenly don't want to hear it anymore."
Shui Xi exhaled, her tense body relaxed, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.
What a fickle man.
Fortunately, he was fickle, so she didn't have to show him the bloody wounds.
Seeing Shui Xi's obvious relaxation and thinking that she was so unwilling to share her thoughts, he snorted in displeasure and stood up to leave the table.
Shui Xi watched him leave with a gloomy look on his face, and rubbed his head in confusion, wondering why he had made him unhappy again after being so good.
But as soon as he left, the air around her became much smoother, the sense of oppression disappeared, and she could finally breathe freely.
Humming a song and putting away the dishes.
Although there were very few dishes and chopsticks, she washed them over and over again, as if she wanted to polish them to shine brighter than diamonds.
She did this not because she loves to be clean, but because she was delaying time.
I held my breath and listened to the noise outside the kitchen. The sound of water running in the bathroom came from the bathroom. I thought of him standing naked under the shower head at this moment, and thought of the crystal water droplets sliding down his strong chest.
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Shui Xi felt hot liquid sliding down the bridge of his nose, and was shocked to realize that he had imagined a nosebleed. Suddenly, his face flushed and he wiped the nosebleed randomly.
In order to distract herself, she continued to wash the dishes and chopsticks with a rag, diligently.
Just when her soul fell into a very entangled state, a cold and charming voice sounded: "Are you planning to spend all night on this?"
Shui Xi's hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the bowl.
He said stiffly: "No, no, disease comes from the mouth. Of course, the cleaner you wash it, the better." After saying that, he washed the bowl with trembling hands.
Seeing that he didn't speak, she thought he had left the kitchen. She suddenly felt alive and the air returned to her chest.
He turned his head and looked around, and was suddenly stunned in embarrassment.
She saw him holding his hands proudly on his chest, leaning against the door frame, staring at her deeply with his handsome eyes.
Although his demeanor and behavior were obviously very leisurely, he gave her a strong sense of oppression.
She said in a stiff voice: "I have to drag the dishes down to the floor after washing the dishes. You must be very tired after a long day of work, so go to bed first."
He looked at her deeply, like a cheetah staring at its prey. She was so nervous that she didn't dare to move, fearing that he would pounce on her in a beastly manner the next second.
Just when she was so nervous that she was about to suffocate, the corners of his lips curved into a sneer: "I'll give you 10 minutes, take care of everything including your body, and get on my bed."
Understanding that resistance was meaningless and useless, she responded in a low voice: "Oh, I understand."
Seeing his figure disappear at the door, she leaned against the kitchen counter weakly.
Go out of the kitchen, find some clean underwear and pajamas, and go to the bathroom to take a shower.
Let the water flow down your hair, and your mood will be as chaotic as water flowing down a rapid stream.
Thinking of being so humble like a doll and letting him play with her, her dignity being trampled on by him, yet she couldn't hate it. Even facing his touch, her heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of her voice. She raised her head in pain and let go.
The water washes away.
She is such a bitchy woman.
After taking a shower, she walked slowly to the bedroom.
The bedroom was dimly lit, and when I saw him covered with a thin blanket, his back to the door, his body slender and perfect, I felt an uncontrollable throbbing in my heart.
She covered her chest and tried hard to restrain her heart from beating wildly because of him.
But she couldn't do it. The more depressed she was, the stronger the feeling of heart palpitations became. Endless fear surged in her heart, making her want to run away from him.
This man seems to have magical powers, and once people get close to him, they will be irresistibly attracted to him.
There was a feeling that if she continued to stay with him, she would definitely fall into an eternal hell.
The intense panic made her face pale, and she wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet felt like they were stapled to the ground and she couldn't move a step.
Just because his back is so similar to the image of him.
In the past, every night when that person was sleeping with his back to her, she would stare at that person's back greedily, and she couldn't get enough of it.
When that person turns his back to her, he always has a habit of hunching over, as if he is scared.
And the person in front of me also acted like this.
If it weren't for the huge difference in their identities and personalities, she would almost think they were the same person.
She didn't realize it, standing at the door, looking at his back, her eyes blurred with tears unconsciously.
As if being bewitched, her thoughts seemed to be pulled by a pair of invisible hands, and she walked into the bedroom.
She kneaded the hem of her clothes with her fingers and walked up to him, but he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
As he slept, his handsome eyebrows were stretched, his expression was peaceful, and his moist lips were as if they were coated with honey pomelo, they were crystal clear and shiny, exactly the same as the impression of him.
In the past, when she slept on the same bed with that person, when she saw that person's lips, she would always think of smooth and soft jelly, and then she would call him softly. If he didn't answer, she would think that he was asleep, and then she would call him softly.
, quietly approached him.
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Looking at such a similar face, her heart beat so fast that it was about to jump out of her throat.
Her lips came close to his ear and she called tentatively: "Ling Muze, are you asleep?"
He didn't answer, only his warm breath sprayed on her face.
He seemed to be sleeping deeply, breathing evenly, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly. He looked so harmless and charming as he slept.
She pursed her lips, covered her beating chest with her hands, and slowly moved her lips closer to his.
Her lips were about to touch his, and her head was completely white.
She seemed to have returned to the past, taking advantage of him to sleep and kissing him secretly. She felt as good as if there were colorful petals floating around, and she could even smell the fragrance of the flowers.
Open your eyes wide and let his face be reflected deeply in your eyes.
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Suddenly, her closed eyes opened, and the cold and sharp light in them shot towards her. Her heart beat like thunder in shock, and she fell to the ground in panic.
Reason came back in an instant, his face suddenly turned as white as snow, and his eyes widened with fear and confusion.
My mind is completely blank.
She saw a sarcastic smile outline on the corner of his lips, followed by his ghostly voice: "Sure enough, you used to pretend to be innocent in front of me. You are obviously a slut, but you pretended to be reserved and innocent in front of me.
If you don't enter the entertainment industry, it will be a great loss to the entertainment industry."
His words were like a thorn, which made Shui Xi feel extremely humiliated, but he couldn't even utter a word to defend himself.
In fact, she couldn't help but want to kiss him, even though she regarded him as another person.
"Don't look at me with these innocent eyes. Do you think that after you are caught by me and exposed, I will continue to be confused by your hypocritical appearance?" His voice was obviously charming and magnetic, but his sentences were full of strings.
people.
Shui Xi bit her lips tightly, her face was pale and bloodless. Then, a pair of big hands picked her up from the ground and threw her on the bed. Then, a hot and powerful chest pressed against her.
He looked at her with eyes full of contempt, which made her feel extremely humiliated, so she squirmed and struggled: "Ling Muze, let me go, let me go..."
"Let you go? Huh!" He smiled sarcastically: "Stop pretending to be reserved and innocent in front of me. Let you go? Let you go and wait until I fall asleep and then kiss me secretly?"
Shui Xi was stung by his mocking words, and her body froze. In just a moment, he had controlled her hands and feet, and his burning lips had captured her lips.
Not wanting to sink into the whirlpool of his obsession, she struggled and twisted her body, but her strength was too strong. Her hands and feet were trapped by him, and she couldn't move at all.
Under his passionate attack, her rationality gradually weakened. Finally, under his fierce thrust, she surrendered helplessly and clung to him until the end of the day.
Since she had been tortured all night last night, after he vented his last wave, she fell asleep without feeling anything.
In the early morning, she was woken up by the doorbell ringing like a wake-up call.
He opened his heavy eyes, and was instantly frightened by the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of him. He sat up reflexively, his face suddenly turned red, and his brain nerves were knotted into a ball, unable to think.
"You, why do you keep staring at me? You're scared to death, you know?" Shui Xi said with a trembling voice.
Seeing him looking deeply at the area below her neck, she realized that she was completely naked at the moment. She screamed and quickly pulled the sheets to cover her body.
"What kind of cover are you covering? I haven't seen any part of your body. Open it for me." His eyes were blazing, as if there was a hidden flame that was shining and dancing.
Instead, Shui Xi tightened his grip and said with his tongue tied: "Since we have seen it all, what is there to see?"