Realizing that the person inside might be Xiao Yang, Xiao Tong's face immediately turned gray.
It's over, it's over, if the flowers are signed for by Xiao Yang...
Xiao Tong didn't dare to think down.
"Xiao Tong, why are you back?" Following a familiar voice, Xiao Tong looked intently and it turned out to be Qin Meizhen.
"Mom, shouldn't you be doing morning exercises at this time?" Xiao Tong's tense heart finally calmed down again after seeing Qin Meizhen, and there was a hint of reassurance in her tone.
No matter what, as long as Xiao Yang is not in the house, it will be fine.
"Xiao Tong, come here." As if she thought of something, Qin Meizhen pulled Xiao Tong aside and whispered: "Why did you send nine hundred and ninety-nine roses today?"
"Mom——" Qin Meizhen's words made Xiao Tong cry out.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses! How terrible!
"Xiao Yang collected it—" Compared to the previous sentence, Qin Meizhen's words made Xiao Tong even more frightened.
Xiao Tong's dark and clear eyes suddenly showed a tangled look, and the suddenly narrowed pupils revealed Xiao Tong's inner tension on his face.
"What's his reaction?" Xiao Tong calmed down and asked again depressedly.
What is supposed to come will eventually come.
"I haven't spoken." Qin Meizhen also sighed in confusion, but seemed helpless: "Xiao Tong, explain Xiao Yang well and don't quarrel."
After leaving a word, Qin Meizhen went downstairs in a panic, with an expression that definitely showed the demeanor of a villain who completely abandoned Xiao Tong.
"mom--"
Xiao Tong shouted twice in panic at Qin Meizhen's panicked figure. She couldn't figure out this matter herself. How could she explain it to Xiao Yang?
If she told Xiao Yang that she didn't know who the flower sender was, would Xiao Yang believe it?
Xiao Yang is so sensitive now and has become quite self-righteous. Can he listen to his explanation?
After standing at the door struggling for a few minutes, Xiao Tong finally closed the door in frustration.
Another explanation, if there is not even the most basic trust between two people...
When love becomes a burden...
In short, several consecutive explanations and Xiao Yang's unwarranted tantrums had made Xiao Tong feel physically and mentally exhausted.
Looking at Xiao Yang's lonely and lonely figure sitting alone on the sofa, Xiao Tong carefully leaned against him and explained: "Xiao Yang, listen to me... I don't know what's going on with this matter.
"No matter what, Xiao Yang has paid a lot for himself and Han Han. No matter how tired his heart is, Xiao Tong will always make this matter clear to Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang had been sitting here alone and secretly sad since he signed for the roses. He suddenly felt that his heart had become much older in the blink of an eye. That kind of aging was the inability to grasp love and the painful struggle in his heart.
At this time, he excitedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it quickly. Xiao Tong's words were like a fuse that completely detonated the "depressed bomb" in Xiao Yang's heart in an instant. If Xiao Yang could still be calm before
If he came to think about this matter, then he couldn't think rationally at this time. He smoked for the first time in his life, and Xiao Yang coughed suddenly as a circle of white smoke rose.
"Xiao Yang, please don't be like this, okay?" Xiao Yang's expression suddenly made Xiao Tong feel a stab of pain in her heart, but Xiao Yang's self-mutilation and playing with things made Xiao Tong feel that her chest became particularly depressed.
"Xiao Tong, how many things are you hiding from me? Tell me? You tell me?" Xiao Yang suddenly seemed crazy. He suddenly pressed the cigarette in his lips into the ashtray in front of him, his eyes red and sharp. He stared at Xiao Tong beside him and asked.
"Xiao Yang, you have to believe me, I don't, I really don't." Xiao Tong shook his head with a headache. Xiao Yang was like a madman. Why didn't he believe in himself? Could it be that he was so unbearable in his heart? And casually?
"What do you want me to believe in you? What do you want me to believe in you? Xiao Tong, am I not good enough for you? Really?" Xiao Yang suddenly stood up from the sofa and threw it out of his pocket. A pink card, but the edges of the card slid across Xiao Tong's lazy cheek and fell to the ground.
Xiao Tong bent down and picked up the pink card on the ground, but when Xiao Yang threw the card out, a blood mark was scratched on her cheek by the edge of the card.
Blood streaks slowly appeared along the wound on Xiao Tong's cheek, and a blood flower as delicate as a rose adorned Xiao Tong's pretty cheek.
Seeing the flower solidified with blood on Xiao Tong's face, Xiao Yang's heart was stabbed hard. He didn't mean it. He really didn't mean to hurt Xiao Tong. That face, that person It is the most cherished love in his life.
However, at this moment, the resentment in Xiao Yang's heart quickly took over the love for Xiao Tong in Xiao Yang's heart.
He deliberately turned away from Xiao Tong.
"Girl, I still remember the first time we met. It was like boiling water dissolving dry coffee. In an instant, our bodies were burning. The desire to devour each other was like a surging tide. Savoring the intertwined lips and tongues was like fire, soaking each other's nectar. …”
The pink card is filled with ambiguous sentences that make people think of the source of desire.
Xiao Tong smiled bitterly at the pink card. This person's literary talent was quite good.
However, how could Xiao Yang be so unpredictable with just a nonsensical card and a few words on the card?
Xiao Tong didn't even bother to explain at this time,
Explanations would only add to her troubles, and she dropped the card and held her head against her head, which had a headache.
She thought that the mutual trust between her and Xiao Yang had far surpassed everything else, but what she didn't expect now was that Xiao Yang was so suspicious and sensitive.
"You still can't forget him, right? Xiao Tong, tell me, right?" Obviously, Xiao Yang has identified the flower sender as An Jie. His sunny cheeks twitched in pain, and he suddenly said domineeringly He pushed Xie Yuwei down on the sofa with a terrifying look on his face.
"Xiao Yang, are you crazy?"
Xiao Tong's body naturally curled up. Xiao Yang's expression at this moment made her feel terrible, especially when she was pressed down by Xiao Yang for the first time. Xiao Tong's heart tightened even more.
"I'm not crazy, Xiao Tong, I can't wait until next month, I want you now." Xiao Yang's whole face almost touched Xiao Tong's pale face, and the distance between them was a few centimeters. Xiao Yang's explicit words and rapid breathing made Xiao Tong's heart tremble violently again.
At this time, Xiao Yang's lips were pressing down on Xiao Tong crazily.
"Xiao Yang, let me go."
Xiao Tong quickly turned her face to avoid Xiao Yang's lips, but facing Xiao Yang, who was much stronger than herself, Xiao Tong still couldn't escape. Xiao Yang's kiss fell on Xiao Tong's crazily and confusedly. Cheeks, forehead, ears, because it was summer, Xiao Tong's clothes were thin, and with Xiao Tong pressed under him, Xiao Yang could already feel Xiao Tong's mature body under Xiao Tong's thin coat.
The plump breasts were squeezed into a flat round shape by Xiao Yang's strong chest. Such a sexy and sultry body had already aroused endless hunger and thirst for the pure virgin body that Xiao Yang had guarded for more than twenty years.
He held Xiao Tong tightly in his arms, feeling like he wanted to crush Xiao Tong into pieces.
He excitedly placed his lips on Xiao Tong's collarbone. Today he must make Xiao Tong his woman.