Luo Xi, determined to be knocked into high paraplegia, rushed straight away.
"Boom" With the echoes, Luo Xi felt a splitting headache and his whole head was buzzing. \ Who invented suicide by hitting the wall?
It’s so perverted.
It's really hard and painful My head is so dizzy A cold voice came from above the head, "Luo Xi, this is how you will retaliate against me."
She actually risked her life to take revenge on him again Luo Xi was startled, and suddenly raised his head against his dizziness.
The lack of blood supply made him even more dizzy.
He could vaguely see the man's cold face, and he couldn't hold on and fell forward. why is he here I didn't suffer a bloody head injury or high paraplegia, I just hit him hard in the chest.
She thought she had moved quickly enough, but she didn't expect that he would beat her to it.
The man held her with both hands.
Luo Xi stared at his neckline with her eyes fixed on him.
The collarbone was sexyly exposed in front of her eyes.
She said lightly, "So, are you admitting that you care about me?"
Jing Mohao's face was gloomy, he held up Luo Xi's cheek with his hands and kissed him hard.
He never said he didn't care about her He just can't give her what she wants This unknown depth of kiss was wrapped up in too much struggle, and finally turned into a silver thread that stretched between their lips.
Jing Mohao just breathed heavily, as if all the answers were helpless that could not be expressed in words.
Luo Xi allowed him to kiss her without resisting or responding.
She just continued, "But Jing Mohao, do you know that I don't care about you, not at all."
She spoke very calmly, so calmly that if a stone fell into the lake, her voice would be particularly clear.
Jing Mohao's eyes were full of solemnity, and his fingertips, filled with helpless sadness, slid from her cheek to her waist.
He took a step forward and pressed himself against her face.
He finally spoke in a deep voice and said only, "I know."
Luo Xi stood in front of him, smelling the awe-inspiring smell of tobacco on his body, and squeezed out a wry smile. he knows what does he know He doesn't know anything at all Why did she not feel the slightest pleasure in revenge when she heard his painful words "I know"?
Instead, it was a more intense pain The relationship between them is too difficult, and they all hide their own thoughts in their hearts.
This kind of life is not worthy of being called life at all.
It would be better for everyone if this kind of life ends early.
Before Luo Xi could speak, Jing Mohao seemed to have taken a deep breath and spoke again, his voice filled with endless helplessness.
"Since you don't care, then live well."
After finishing speaking, his palms detached from the woman's arms, and his five fingers were lightly curled with great thoughts, suppressing the urge to touch her.
He took a step away, then another step.
The distance between the two was opened by one step, then two steps, until the man walked to the door and walked out.
Luo Xi lowered her eyes and gently tugged at the corner of her mouth.
When she failed to do so, she tugged hard again before forcing a smile.
He's right.
If you don't care about him, you should live well.
The more she wants to seek life and death, it can only mean that she cares about him.
Without the hope he gave her, she wouldn't be able to live well.
Yes, she cares about him He was running rampant in her world, burning, killing, looting, how could she ignore his existence?
But so what if you care: