Over Shoes,Over Boots

Such a close and complex relationship, even if there would not be any connection before, she still felt that It's better not to leave a stain and smear Sheng Zimo.

"Bang bang" is Cheng Xiaoxi grateful for Sheng Zimo so right choice, the door came knocking, "are you ok?"

"I'm fine." Cheng Xiaoxi knew that he was worried about himself, so she responded quickly.

Hearing her voice, Sheng Zimo finally felt at ease. "I put the changed clothes at the door. You can come out and take them later!"

Change of clothes?

Cheng Xiaoxi Leng for a while, this just think of himself, he just came in in a hurry, did not take the change of clothes.

For a moment, she suddenly remembered that time in Davis, which was also because she didn't take the change of clothes. As a result, she was completely looked at by Sheng Zimo.

And now, he took the initiative to send the clothes, is guilty, because she just drank that big glass of wine, resulting in a hangover?

Or is it because he doesn't want to bump into his miserable scene again?

Either way, Cheng Xiaoxi doesn't want to try to figure out his ideas any more. Although she cares about his every move, but It's time to end.

"OK, thank you." Cheng Xiaoxi should be a, then did not answer.

On the door, Sheng Zimo's figure disappeared. She looked at that direction for more than ten minutes, until she suddenly regained her mind, and she was still taking a bath.

Out of the bathroom, Cheng Xiaoxi has put on the laundry that Sheng Zimo has prepared for her.

The so-called change of clothes, the others are the pajamas she brought in before.

Although she doesn't know how Sheng Zimo found them, but Wearing her own clothes, Cheng Xiaoxi's heart has become more stable.

She looked up at the living room, which was as dark as before. Although she knew it was still late at night, but What about Sheng Zimo?

Did he go to bed in the bedroom?

Cheng Xiaoxi looks to his room tentatively, but there is no figure of him. At this moment, she is suddenly nervous. Is he in her bedroom?

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoxi's heart can't help mentioning it. She remembers what Sheng Zimo said in the revolving restaurant today, and her heart aches faintly.

He liked her. She could feel his feelings for herself, but she didn't dare to accept it.

Although she wanted to break through everything and be with him, she wanted to take advantage of her embarrassment after getting drunk to directly knock him down and completely occupy him.

Even once, she can be his woman, but she has not lived in vain in her life.

But in the end, she not only didn't do anything, but also was as timid as a mouse. She was so careful that she was afraid that her carelessness would pollute him

"What are you doing standing there?" Just as Cheng Xiaoxi was daydreaming, Sheng Zimo's body came from behind.

Cheng Xiaoxi a Leng, looking at the bag that he is carrying on the hand, a face doubts, "where did you go?"

"I bought porridge." Sheng Zimo turned and walked to the tea table, took out the box in the bag and opened the lid, "come here, drink it."

"Congee?" Cheng Xiaoxi doubts, "but I'm not hungry."

"Drink if you're not hungry." Sheng Zimo looked up at her, "it's better for your stomach."

Listening to his voice of caring and cherishing himself, and looking at his handsome face and the fresh porridge in his hand, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly thinks, what are you doing?

Such a good man, how can she push him away?

How can we turn a blind eye to his concern, how can we give up?

How can you have the heart?

"Come here..." Sheng Zimo looks at her.

Cheng Xiaoxi pauses for a moment, and then raises her feet and walks to him.

Seeing that her hair was still dripping wet, Sheng Zimo stood up and approached her with a towel. "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

When the towel touches the hair, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly froze there.

The feeling of being cared and loved by the man he likes is so beautiful and painful.

"After taking a bath, remember to clean it up." Sheng Zimo taught her and helped her wipe it.

Cheng Xiaoxi's eyes can't help reddening. In her heart, it's more like holding a fire. She burns her feelings that she had already placed.

She likes him. Every cell in her body likes her.

She could not bear to leave like this, not to mention his care, his gentleness, and even his reproach.

She can't leave his world like nothing happened, and she can't let herself forget him willingly.

She loves him, every cell of her body loves him, crazy and crazy.

But she is trying to restrain themselves, do not let themselves like, to love him.

Why?

Why on earth?

She is a person, not a God, she is not so selfless, unable to achieve the heart, more unable to see him like himself, but indifferent.That's the man she's loved and admired for ten years.

How can

How can you just give up?

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoxi suddenly raises her head and looks at the man who is patiently wiping her hair.

Now he is so gentle, so serious, and so focused.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his lips are all so beautiful.

He is like a poppy, deeply attracted to her, let her unable to dial.

All of a sudden, she decided she couldn't bear it.

If indulgence is also a crime, she is willing to bear all the consequences; if love a person must be so painful, then she is willing to live in this kind of pain all her life and never come out again.

She wants him, even if only once, even if it costs her life!

All of a sudden, Cheng Xiaoxi looks like her whole body is full of strength. She suddenly raises her feet and kisses Sheng Zimo's lips.

All of a sudden, everything calms down, and Sheng Zimo's job of wiping her head is frozen.

Cheng Xiaoxi looks at him. Her brain is buzzing. She looks at his eyes, looks at his thin lips, and her heart is beating.

She had never tasted that, the touch between lips, the collision between hearts.

She never knew that kissing someone was so happy, so sweet, so Beautiful.

She had never thought that there was such a huge power in her heart that she could not control it.

"Cheng Xixi..." Sheng Zimo looked at her suspiciously, like a warning, more like a hint, "do you know what you are doing?" His voice, though severe, was extremely gentle.