977. Chapter 977 Eating dry wipes and denying account 4
She called him Mo...it was so gentle...so affectionate...
In her sleep, she called him so tenderly and affectionately, but when she woke up, she looked at him so coldly. He knew that she was just pretending to be herself.
In my heart, I obviously have my own.
But he had to pretend to be extremely cold.
A few days ago, he might have been saddened by her indifference.
But now he doesn't.
After understanding her feelings, he would no longer be sad about it.
He once thought that she no longer loved him.
After all, during the time they were separated, she and the man named Dong Linghuang got along day and night, and he was so kind to her. It was inevitable that she might be tempted.
The thought that she might no longer love him made him extremely sad.
After waiting for so long, hoping for so long, but in the end, he still couldn't get her heart, so what's the point of everything he paid?
If she really falls in love with other men, he can help them, but if this is really the case, then he will probably be heartbroken to death and will no longer even have the desire to live.
Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, she still has herself in her heart, otherwise, she wouldn't be calling her name in her sleep.
"Xianger, don't you want to hug me?"
He blinked, and his blond hair fell down and brushed against her face, tickling her.
The moonlight was like water, forming a layer of light mist in the sky, and her front, which had been loosened by her, had been opened more than half.
Her jade-white chest, half-covered by the white silk clothes, was indescribably alluring.
A few clusters of golden hair were sprinkled on his jade-like skin, adding a bit of endless enchantment.
There is a hint of charm and confusion in his autumn-filled eyes. A man who is like a fairy can be very lethal if he becomes a monster.
So, don't you want to hug me?
Xiaoxiao was shocked and dumbfounded...
Want...want...very much...
"Can you hug me? Xiang'er, you haven't hugged me for a long time..."
Such a pleading voice, with a hint of soul, came out of his mouth so softly.