"But didn't I also get eaten up by you? As you saw just now, when I kissed you, you were kissing me. In this way, we are even, right?"
"It's different, how could it be the same?" She was confused. She was a woman and he was a man. Of course, the woman suffered the most.
It's not fair no matter how you calculate it, it's very, very unfair.
"Since it's not fair, in order to compensate you, I will be yours from now on, and you can do whatever you want?" Xia Houyan discussed with her.
Although it is indeed not very comfortable for him to talk like this now. He has to rest his hands on the side of the bed, which is quite tiring.[
However, it seems that the opportunities for them to speak like this are very few and far between.
"..."
"Why, if you don't speak, if you don't speak, does that mean you're acquiescing?"
"..." Too lazy to talk to him.
After all, he still looks the same.
He will be hers from now on, what is the difference between that and her being his?
It's just a different way of saying it. Are there any other differences? It seems there isn't.
However, she preferred to hear his words, you are my woman.
But, damn it, he never said it.
…………
Ever since that day, Mo Ling seemed to have been avoiding Xia Houyan.
Even after getting up, Mo Ling just said hello to her father and now grandma and went out, because Aunt Mo could be said to have watched her grow up and would not care about anything with her.
Going out early and coming back late these days seems to have become a habit for Mo Ling. She can't help it, because she doesn't really want to see someone, and seeing him will remind her of what happened that night, and she will
I felt extremely embarrassed.
And Xia Houyan also left early and came back late, and he also didn't know what he was busy with.
She was content that the two had nothing to do with each other, but she still thought of him from time to time, and it seemed that she was thinking of him more and more recently.
As soon as I stepped into the door, I felt that the atmosphere in the house seemed a little different.
It was unusually quiet, and there seemed to be a tense atmosphere in the air, as if something was wrong.
He shook his head and didn't think much about it. It was obviously his own room, so there would be any difference.