Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 118

Gu Xicheng only felt that all his rationality had completely collapsed at this moment, only his heart was left, and only his heart stretched out endless expectations and hopes for her, rushing out, unstoppable.

He kissed her lips and earlobes, and asked anxiously, "Is it okay? Is it really okay?"

Mo Xuan slowly unbuttoned his shirt with her hands, blushing already on her face.A shy look appeared on Xi Cheng's face.

Maybe it was because they had waited too long, but both of them tried their best.

However, during his outburst, Mo Xuan shed tears for some reason, and the joy and sorrow in her heart also reached a climax at this moment.It was almost unbearable for her.

Gu Xicheng hugged her tightly in fear, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Mo Xuan turned her body sideways, got into his arms, and buried her face in his strong chest.

"Don't cry. I don't want to see you cry. From now on, you should be happy." He held her in his arms, and his voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Give me a child. Xicheng, is it okay?" Mo Xuan's voice suddenly came in a low voice.The room was quiet.

Gu Xicheng exerted a little force on his hand, his eyes were lost for a moment, and he looked at the front blankly.

She didn't know that it would be difficult for her to have children.This unbearable weight of life.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Xuan repeated stubbornly, her voice muffled, "Give me a child, okay?"

Gu Xicheng suddenly felt a bit of soreness in his chest, unable to spit out or swallow, it was stuck in his chest, and it was painful.

He put his hand on Mo Xuan's smooth back, and patted it lightly. His voice was low, with a hint of sadness and pity, "Why, do you want a child?"

Mo Xuan didn't speak any more, she lay quietly on his chest, curled up like a cat.For a long time, so long that Gu Xicheng thought he had fallen asleep.Only then did Gu Xicheng feel the coolness on his chest, "I want you to stay with me all the time." Be with me all the time.


Gu Xicheng only felt a pain in his chest and a stomachache accompanied by severe erosion. He bit his lip and hugged Mo Xuan's arm with more strength.

always with you.What kind of extravagant hope should this be, for the current self.

"I'm sorry." He murmured close to her ear, and then kissed her earlobe.

Mo Xuan was about to speak when the phone rang.

"I love him, vigorous and craziest. My dream was shattered but I will never forget it. I believed that tomorrow is the future for him. No matter how bad the plot was, I refused to wake up..."

The singing continued.Mo Xuan turned over to look for her cell phone among the scattered clothes.Looking at her back and listening to the stubborn and clear female voice, Gu Xicheng only felt his eyes sour, no matter how bad the plot was, he refused to wake up, you are the same way.


The call was from Ji Yan, and Mo Xuan held the phone and said in a low voice, "Ji Yan... I won't go back today... Well, if Xiaoqi wants to stay, let her stay... Well, I know... ...Okay, I hang up."

After hanging up the phone, she looked up at Xicheng, "It's Jiyan."

Xicheng stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, "I know." She had already called his name when she answered the phone just now.He put his arms around her waist, "Let me find a shirt for you to put on."

"Yeah." She nodded.Xicheng took off her pajamas and went to get clothes, then she pulled the quilt to wrap herself, sat on the bed and stared blankly at the night scene outside the window.What should I do next?Thinking of this, she couldn't help thinking of ecstasy.


Gu Xicheng poured himself a glass of water as soon as he left the bedroom, with the painkiller in his palm, he swallowed the pills and the water.Stomach has been hurting, piercing pain.

Not daring to stay for too long, he took a shirt of his own and walked into the bedroom.

Mo Xuan was staring out the window blankly, looking absent-minded.He didn't even notice that he walked into the bedroom.

He walked lightly behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and pressed his face against hers. "Don't think about it," he said softly, "As long as I'm with you now, I'm very satisfied."

After Mo Xuan got dressed, he lay down with his arms around Mo Xuan, and kissed her with some despair.


"Why did you come to me?" Mo Xuan turned her hand, and caressed Xi Cheng's delicate face with her thin fingers.

Xicheng grabbed her hand, interlocked his fingers, and clenched it little by little. "I miss you."

With a low voice, Mo Xuan was startled, and slipped into his arms, murmuring, "I miss you too."

At that moment, Mo Xuan thought of a poem: hold your hand and grow old together.There are many beautiful poems, but Mo Xuan always thinks that the most beautiful.This is the same sentence.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

"What song is your cell phone ringing?" Xi Cheng hugged her tightly with a gentle voice.

"I love him. Sounds good?"

Mo Xuan asked with a somewhat smug expression, but his voice suddenly hit her ears, "I love you."

"Huh?" Mo Xuan didn't react, she responded reflexively.

Xicheng lowered his head, brushed her lips with gentle lips, "Go to sleep."

"Good night." She buried her face in his chest again and said sullenly.

"OK, good night."


When she woke up in the morning, Mo Xuan rubbed her eyes, it was still early, and Xi Cheng beside her was no longer on the bed, she panicked, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and ran outside.

In the kitchen, the familiar figure of Xi Cheng made her feel at ease.

She walked to the door, "Can you cook?"

When Xicheng turned his head, he saw her with messy hair and sleepy eyes. "Yeah." He answered, then walked over, hugged her lightly, and placed a light kiss on her forehead, "It's almost ready. Go wash and come eat."

Mo Xuan stretched her arms around his waist, "Xicheng, I'll cook for you in the future." Before, he had never eaten it before, but he had learned it for a long time.

Xicheng was stunned suddenly, his back stiffened slightly, pity and self-blame climbed into the depths of his eyes, "Okay." The voice was not high, but it was firm, without any perfunctory.

Mo Xuan jumped up, "Yes. I'm going to wash my face." Even her voice was cheerful.

"That's good." The doting tone is very much like Ji Yan's doting on himself.


After washing up, Mo Xuan stood in front of the vanity mirror, looking at her face, suddenly felt the urge to cry.Huge despair enveloped herself, making her dare not even think about the future.

After sitting for a while, she dialed Ming Jue's number.After a long time, the phone was picked up, and Ming Jue's voice in pajamas came from the receiver, "Hello..."

"It's me. Mo Xuan." Mo Xuan lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "I found the old city."

(End of this chapter)