Wrong love: the first is best not to meet

Chapter 128

He embraced her, kissed her brows and eyes delicately, held her tightly, and smelled her breath.

"Xicheng..." She called him in a low voice, very softly.

"Huh?" He responded, but she was silent, only the sound of her shallow breathing, very lightly.He hugged her tightly, and a deep sense of powerlessness crept into his heart.

Mo Xuan lay on his chest, curled up in a baby-like position.Can you not go?She only said it in her heart.It was as if something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

Xicheng thought she had already fallen asleep, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.But then it was replaced by sadness.

The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you.

The singing seems to be still in my ears, singing in a low voice.He sighed, hugged her, kissed her hair, I think too, walk with you all the way.

He even thought of Mo Xuan's resolute expression outside Ji Yan's operating room, "If he dares not wake up, I will never forgive him for the rest of my life." Such a resolute expression.

Am I exchanging three months for your whole life?
How could I be so selfish?


Mo Xuan suddenly hugged him tightly and leaned into his arms, "Xicheng?"

"Well. I'm here." He said with a gentle voice, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes.

She groped to find his hand, interlocked her fingers, and tightened it little by little, "How did you find me?" It was a question that she wanted to ask all the time, but couldn't ask.

Xicheng was stunned, "If I say, it's based on intuition, do you believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it." She shook her head.

He lowered his head, kissed her lips, and said softly, "This is a secret."

"Cut. Cheapskate." She said sullenly, humming.


Xicheng laughed, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a beautiful arc.He kissed her lips, sucking gently.

"I'm sorry." He said in a low voice, whispering.

She froze for a moment, "Don't say sorry, can you say something nice?"

However, if you don't say it, I'm afraid you won't have another chance.After all, he still smiled and kissed her earlobe. "I love you." The voice was low and gentle.There is a little melancholy between the brows.


"Take a break." He kissed her forehead. "I'm going to cook, and I'm going to deliver food to Xiaoqi and the others later, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Xuan responded, and put her arms around Xicheng's neck, "Don't be so nice to me." Because I will be reluctant, and I won't have the heart to let you go.But he couldn't bear to say it.

Xicheng lowered his head and kissed her lips again, "That's because you treat me better."

Mo Xuan didn't say anything else, Xicheng put her down, and kissed her on the forehead, "I'll help you prepare the soup to sober up, you must be dizzy after drinking so much wine?" He stretched out his hand, gently Touching her cheek, "Don't drink alcohol next time." The domineering tone made people feel warm.

She giggled, "Okay."

"Lie down obediently." He let go of her, got up and walked out, closing the door gently.

Mo Xuan looked at his back, and the tears she held back for a long time finally fell uncontrollably.


But she tossed and turned, couldn't fall asleep anymore, lay down for a long time, but became more and more awake, but felt her head hurt more and more, finally got up, found a shirt from the old city to put on, lowered her head, she felt deeply Inhale, as if you can still smell the breath of the old city.

Walking to the kitchen, she leaned against the door, looking at Xicheng who was busy in the kitchen, wearing an apron made people feel warm.The corners of her lips also rose, and this scene made her feel happy.

It turns out that happiness is that simple.

She stepped forward, embraced Xicheng, and buried her face on his back, "Xicheng..."

Xicheng turned his head and looked at her, "Good boy."

She stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, "I'm dizzy, where's my hangover soup." She said coquettishly.His face was full of coquettishness.

He laughed, touched her nose with his nose, and said with a smile, "Go to the restaurant and sit down. I'll bring it to you in a while." He said in a coaxing voice like a child.

"En." She nodded, following his example, and touched Xicheng's nose. "Come on quickly. Or I'll be drunk."

"Okay." He said dotingly.


After a while, Xicheng came out with a soup bowl, and sat down beside Mo Xuan, who was dragging her chin, "Do you have a headache?"

"Yeah." She pouted and nodded, a rare appearance.

Xicheng's heart moved, his eyes gradually softened when he watched her, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Drink it quickly, it will feel better after drinking it." In a doting tone.

She nodded, lowered her head, picked up the soup bowl, and sipped her head down. The soup was warm. After drinking it, her stomach was warm, and her heart was there.Slowly warm up.

"Go to bed after drinking." He stretched out his hand and rubbed her temples, "What a mess, drinking so much." The tone was reproachful.

Mo Xuan put down the bowl in her hand and leaned into his arms, "I don't want to sleep alone."

"I'm making soup." He hugged her, "How about sleeping on the sofa?"

"I don't." But she acted arrogantly, hugged him and refused to let go, "I want you to sleep with me." She looked like a child.

Xicheng looked at him, a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hugged her tighter, "Your words will misunderstand me."

He lowered his head and kissed her delicate lips. After a long time, he let her go and said with a smile, "The soup is so sweet."

"You pervert." She stared at him, pretending to be vicious.

But Xicheng didn't care, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider, "Someone wanted me to sleep with her just now." He said with a smile, "Then hold on for a while, and wait for the meal to come back to the little one." Qi and them, okay?"

"Well." She replied, "Then hurry up. I'll wait for you."


When the meal was ready in Xicheng, Mo Xuan had already fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room with the woolen doll in her arms, looking peaceful.

She seems to love fluffy things.The corners of Gu Xicheng's mouth rose slightly, then he frowned, turned around and went to the room to fetch a blanket for her, and covered her carefully.

Leaning down, he placed a kiss on her forehead.He picked up the lunch box on the table and walked out.

When he closed the door, he took a deep look at her small appearance curled up on the sofa, his eyes were full of loneliness and loneliness.



(End of this chapter)