Chapter 112: Love you to the point of killing you 1
She looked at him strangely.
For some reason, he didn't dare to meet her eyes and said sarcastically, "I...I'll get you something..."
She still didn't answer.
He went to the kitchen to cook instant noodles, and when he brought them out, Qiao Xiaomai had fallen asleep on the sofa. He did not wake her up, but slowly lowered his head and stared at her. There was no trace of blood on her face, and her long black eyelashes lined her face.
His eye sockets were sunken, with a cyan color of death.
He reached out and picked her up: "Wheat, eat something."
She opened her eyes blankly, as if she didn't know who the man in front of her was. She was probably too hungry, so she picked up the bowl and started eating without hesitation. After eating, she pushed the bowl away and walked towards the bedroom.
Yi Xiangxi instinctively followed her, and she was already lying on the bed, fast asleep.
The pink thighs were just exposed, and the bathrobe was unraveled. She didn't know, let alone didn't care... Yi Xiangxi's eyes were fixed on him, and his lips suddenly felt dry and thirsty, but he didn't feel anything.
Impulsively, I just looked around, wanting to see the environment where Qiao Xiaomai grew up...
At this time, the phone rang again and again, but she just didn't answer it and didn't open her eyes. After a long time, Yi Xiangxi picked up the phone and heard the urgent voice on the other side: "...Mai Xiao, are you okay?
? I want to come and see you...Mai, I thought about it carefully. I know you just said those words to me out of anger.
Go up...Wheat, I have already made a mistake once, and I don’t want to make another mistake. Wheat, no matter what happens in the future, I will believe in you, I still love you, it has never changed, we can start again...Wheat, you
Talk, I know you are listening, can you answer me...Mai..."
Yi Xiangxi hung up the phone and unplugged the phone line. The room finally became quiet.
The bedside lamp was dim, so he slowly sat down.
It was just autumn, and she was covering herself with a thick quilt, her black hair scattered on the pillow, and her exposed arms were cold. He stretched out his hand and covered her cold hand. She wanted to retract, but he held it firmly.
Stop, she didn't resist anymore.
A warm feeling slowly came to his brain, and his mind, which had been buzzing all day, suddenly calmed down. Only then did he understand why he had been restless these days - it was a habit.
He has long been used to being by her side, used to having someone lying on the bed when he comes home - especially, with the unknown suffering hidden in his heart - in the past two months, he had such a woman, whether it was for revenge or not,
Whether it was playing around or simply due to male physiological factors... During those two months, almost every night, he could get a strong sense of joy.
For half a month after she left, he didn't know the taste of "meat" - he was almost going crazy with the strong desire.
In the long years before, he had never had a woman. Because the strong willpower of revenge supported his entire mind, he was focused on work, career, calculations... Therefore, even his desire could be suppressed.
However, like a little lion who has tasted blood, he is no longer willing to be a vegetarian, and his desire for this kind of thing is extremely strong. In the past half month, he didn't know how he survived. Now, his hands finally touched that place again.
Her skin was soft and warm, and her heartbeat was speeding up.