Mr.Xia, let's be together

The body trembled. I didn't know whether it was joy for the army holding her, or because of the weakness of the body.

Luo Zhijun gently picked her up and looked down at her little face. Xia xuanzhe said that he naturally believed it. In this way, he felt sorry for Ke Xiaoxiao. His lips were attached to her ear, "are you hungry?"

"HMM." his head was buried in the chest of Luo's army. There was a feeling of familiarity and strangeness. Familiarity was because he had held himself many times. Strangeness was because he had not held her like this for a long time. However, while listening to his heartbeat, her heart remembered Xia xuanzhe who had just left. Once, he held her like this, again and again, Heart, suddenly a pain.

Luo Zhijun didn't ask her how she survived last night, just as she didn't ask him. However, both of them knew that many things were different, "shall I cook for you and eat porridge?"

"Well," she answered softly, as if she could only say this word.

Luo's army put her on the sofa and took a blanket to cover her, but just about to step, he stopped again, "do you want to take a bath?"

Ke Xiaoxiao curled up under the blanket and really wanted to take a bath. She still had the smell of Xia xuanzhe, but now she was beside Luo's army. She gritted her teeth and said, "yes."

"I'll take you." Luo's army said and stretched out his hand.

Ke Xiaoxiao didn't struggle. She was too soft now. She waited all day and night, but she didn't think that Xia xuanzhe was the last one to help her convince her army. With a few words, the army no longer doubted.

Yes, with Xia xuanzhe's identity, he doesn't disdain to lie.

The body was put in the bathroom. The army's small rental room was very clean. He helped her stand firm. Luo's army looked at her pale face, "can you do it yourself?"

"OK." it's still a single sound of one word. It's finally beside him, but the anxiety and fear at the bottom of her heart are so heavy that she doesn't know how to face the army.

"Then I'll go out." Luo's army said and turned to go out.

The little hand gently pulled, "wait."

"Hehe, you are finally willing to say one more word. Why?"

"Clothes." she took a bath and wanted to change clothes. She could no longer walk around the army's room in Xia xuanzhe's coat. That was too strange for her to stand.

"Wait, I'll get it for you." Luo's army turned out and came in with his shirt and shorts. "Mine, OK?"

She stretched out her hand and said with some embarrassment, "OK."

Luo Zhijun retreated, and she was left alone in the bathroom. She took off Xia xuanzhe's coat. There were faint but definitely visible red marks on her neck and chest in the mirror. She thought with her toes.

Xia xuanzhe.

Clenched his fist, tight.

The sound of water, but she can't wash her sad heart, very sad.

The army is very calm now, and she is also very calm. However, she knows that some things and feelings have slightly changed their taste. Even if they don't want to, they have changed. No one can go back to yesterday.

After taking a bath, she was fresh, but her head was dizzy. The smell of rice porridge floated in the small rental room. In the kitchen, the army was busy and looked at the figure. Unexpectedly, she didn't want to look away.