The man put his hands on both sides of her head and looked down at her, "Luo Xi, how did you feel when you saw me at the dance?
You dropped the trophy then, how do you feel now?"
Luo Xi looked at him intently, unable to say a word. what feeling What can it feel like "Uh, can I say it's a normal feeling?"
Luo Xi stammered.
"What are the normal feelings?
There are no regrets." regret What do you regret?
She regretted not keeping him.
He was almost poisoned at that time, and she was determined not to keep him.
She regretted dropping the trophy and had made up her mind to leave him.
Why should she let the remnants of their memories disturb her inner peace?
"I don't regret it."
Luo Xi did not stutter this time and spoke his answer with certainty.
"Luo Xi" The man's eyes seemed to be roaring with gunfire.
He instantly tore off Luo Xi's nightgown, tore off the buttons of his shirt at the collar, and broke through Luo Xi's blockage from beginning to end.
They hadn't done it for several days, and they went straight to the point without any foreplay, making Luo Xi raise her chin off guard.
"Jing Mohao, it hurts" "The pain will make me remember it.
Let's see if you dare to forget me in the future."
The man squandered his strength as much as he could, like a harsh punishment rather than an intimate one.
Luo Xi bit the corners of her lips to endure his anger, and tightly grasped the bedsheets under her, "Jing Mohao, I'm really in pain, please stop."
Jing Mohao looked at her pale face and immediately stopped moving his waist, only to feel a warm current wrapping around his lower body.
Lowering his head, he suddenly found blood red, and his eyes suddenly became stern.
"Luoxi, you're bleeding."
Luo Xi's bitten lip slowly loosened, revealing a pale smile, "Jing Mohao, are you also afraid of blood?"
"What are you talking about?
If you feel uncomfortable, I'll go find Jian Qing."
The man scolded, but his face was full of anxiety.
He stared at her little face and helped her sit up.
This stupid woman, if the person bleeding was not her, he wouldn't even look at it, and she would say she was afraid, let alone Luo Xi opened the quilt, glanced at the bloodshot stains on the sheets, felt the faint swollen feeling in her lower abdomen, and breathed a sigh of relief.
She patted his arm away, a little funny, "Why are you nervous?
I'm just your aunt here.
I'm going to the toilet."
My aunt is finally here.
It’s been more than a month since the last time.
If she doesn’t come again, she should find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for some treatment.
Luo Xi said, getting out of bed with her calves, and before she even stepped on the ground, she was held in the man's arms.
"Luoxi, tell me in advance when this thing of yours will come."
Such words always have a strange taste coming from the mouth of the dignified CEO Mo Yao, especially coupled with his serious look, it is even more strange. .
Luo Xi let him carry her into the bathroom, "I'm not sure."
The man glanced at her, pursed his lips slightly, put her on the toilet, and said, "Call me when you change."
Luo Xi watched him turn around and go out with a smile on his lips.
It felt so good to be cared for by him like this.
Even though he was so angry just now, when he felt uncomfortable, he was still willing to put down his body and hold up a clear sky for himself.
This feeling is so good
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