Spoil Her With The Whole World

He turned and walked to meba heh, followed by Mo Xiaoxi, "I'm not! I'm just hungry. When I'm hungry, I'm in a bad mood. You just said it's boring waiting for me! "

"I said it's not that annoying."

"What kind of trouble is that?" She pressed after her.

Lu yubai turned around and pushed her into the car with her neck buttoned. "I just can't wait for you. I'm very upset."

Slam the door.

“……”

not fully understand.

Mo Xiaoxi once again proved himself to be a pig.

When you go home with enough food and drink and feel your tummy, you will feel satisfied.

"Hands down." Lu yubai glances at her. Mo Xiaoxi carries her hands behind her, like a obedient pupil.

See his face not happy to glance at himself, she grinned at him silly smile, Lu yubai pull eyebrows, take her this idiot really can't.

……

In the afternoon of summer, there is always a kind of laziness floating around. The coolness of the house is in sharp contrast to the heat outside the window. Lying on the couch in front of the French window, Mo Xiaoxi holds the iPad and cackles from time to time.

This weekend, Lu yubai got a call early in the morning and went out. She was bored at home alone.

After entertainment alone for more than an hour, she suddenly heard the vibration of her mobile phone. First, she was stunned and looked around for her mobile phone. She saw that the mobile phone on the table was lying there quietly, but the vibration was still going on, hitting her heart one by one.

Yes, her heart stopped. The whole room was so quiet that only the sound of vibration could be heard.

The voice in her ear, infinite amplification, stopped heart gradually returned to beating, she can hear every sound.

The next second, she almost climbed to the head of the bed, reached for the old mobile phone, saw the familiar call, she quickly connected.

Stick in the ear, excited choked: "hello."

Silent confrontation, for a long time, that end of the elegant voice sounded: "small West."

Tears, galloping.

Quietly along the eye socket flow down, Mo Xiaoxi hold back the trembling lip, breathing constantly up and down, she pursed her lips and pulled out a smile, "who are you?"

Silence.

The elegant breath of a woman comes slowly from that end.

"Who are you? Why are you calling me? Why don't you talk? " Every word asked out, used up all the courage.

Mo Xiaoxi felt that this kind of hardship was like digging out his heart, liver and lungs.

"Xiao Xi." The woman finally faintly called her, "how are you?"

how are you?

Mo Xiaoxi repeated these three words again and again in her heart, tears burst again, this is the second sentence that the woman said in addition to her name.

The voice is elegant and fragrant. It's very beautiful.

She swallowed and choked, "... Good, especially good."

"That's good." Women are still as elegant as chrysanthemums.

"You..." Mo Xiaoxi was about to speak, but suddenly cut off. She was stunned. The next moment, she couldn't help laughing and hung up again.

Why do you make choices every time?

Choose whether you want her or not, continue or end?

Can you... Respect her wishes?

Unwilling, she bit her lip and dialed back.

Shut down.

“……”

Looking at the still on mobile phone screen, Mo Xiaoxi raised her head, and the tears were forced to go back.

……

Dinner time.

She went downstairs in low spirits, and glanced at LAN that her face was not right. She asked coldly: "uncomfortable?"

She shook her head. Her eyes were empty and her soul was gone.

"Mo Xiaoxi?" To orchid again called her a, Mo small West swayed a God to come, "eh? What's the matter with mom? "

"What's the matter with you?" He frowned at LAN and looked at her. "If you are not comfortable, let Zhuang Shichen come and have a look. Don't be so sick. Your husband will look at me again."

"I'm fine. I just had a sleep, and now I'm still a little dizzy."

"You are idle. If you work hard and do more housework, you won't have time to sleep dizzily. Look at your eyes, they are swollen."

Mo small west You's stare, "Mom, what you say is reasonable."

So, after dinner, Mo Xiaoxi takes the initiative to help Aunt Chen wash the dishes. Although Aunt Chen refuses, she still can't beat her.

"Xiao Xi, did you quarrel with the young master?"

Seeing that she was in a wrong state, Aunt Chen asked her like this. She was stunned and said, "no, I can't fight with him for a few days. He just invited me to eat lobster for a few days."

Well, it can last for two weeks to make sure she likes him well and is tolerant.

"What's the matter with you?" Aunt Chen worried that she would be broken, so she put it in the corner of her eyes.

But I don't know if Mo Xiaoxi was washing too fast. The plate on her hand suddenly cracked. Almost at that moment, she made several cuts on her hand. There was a lot of blood flowing out of the hole on her finger. The water rushed up, and she didn't even feel pain.

"Oh, it's broken. Come here!" Aunt Chen hurriedly took out a tissue paper and wrapped her fingers. She frowned anxiously, "Why are you so careless?"

This plate is broken so strangely that it seems to be predicting a kind of natural and man-made disaster. Mo Xiaoxi watched the plate break in her hand.

In the blink of an eye.

Her heart inexplicably panic, no matter what Aunt Chen said, her head in a mess, the last time this feeling, is that year.

Mo Xiaoxi suddenly holds Aunt Chen's hand. Aunt Chen stops and touches the back of her hand. "Xiaoxi, how are you shaking?"

"Aunt Chen." Her breath began to rush. "I want to ask you a question."

"You said

"A mother, abandoning her child, calls at some time. Why?"

Aunt Chen thought about it and replied, "I'm afraid I can't bear it."

"Reluctant?" Mo small West you of want to smile again, "that why at the beginning."

No longer talking, she staggered out of the kitchen. Aunt Chen thought something was wrong with her and said, "you'd better deal with your wound. You've made a big cut."

"Nothing." She is not the kind of precious body, "the wound healed."

"But..."

"Aunt Chen." She laughed, "I'm sorry, I've made trouble for you again. You have to clean up next. I'm an injured person."

She raised her injured finger as if it were a glorious thing.

Looking at her seemingly easy to go upstairs, Aunt Chen always feels that this often silly Xiao Xi is not as heartless as she saw. She seems to have buried all the scars in her heart, forcing herself to survive in a simple attitude.

At that time, Mo Xiaoxi was lying on his side in bed, pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

He went to the bed, leaned over to kiss her forehead, Mo Xiaoxi smelled the strong smell of tobacco on him.

Lu yubai didn't get up for a long time. She could feel his eyes falling on her eyebrows.

Under the warm light, her small white face was reflected in a shadow, long eyelashes gently trembling, looking calm and quiet.

Her body and bones were thin and small, her sleeping face was delicate and smooth like a baby, her short hair had grown a little longer, and she was beautiful.

He likes her short hair, simple and beautiful.

Finger belly glides on her cheek, the little woman moves, his brow is always more tight, worried that it will wake her up.

Mo Xiaoxi can feel his emotion, he has something on his mind, he is not happy.

It's her only feeling for him.

The smell of tobacco on his body told her that he should have been immersed in smoke for five hours, and he smoked no less than 20 cigarettes.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, a man's fingertip meal, stick in her nose Junlian, slightly moving lips, "wake you up?"

"Well." Mo small West lazy hum a voice, moved body, "your tobacco smell smoked to me."

He hook lips, but not to the bottom of my heart, more like coax her, "is not let you mind confusion?"

"No," he said She put her arms around his back neck, and the two lips almost touched each other. She breathed between his lips with a soft voice, "it's you who make me crazy."

The man's low smile fell on her lips, in the quiet room, under the warm orange light, two people's nose to nose, laughing quietly.

"Why are you smoking? Are you in a bad mood?" The voice of the little woman was soft and asked him gently.

The radian of the man's mouth stopped slightly. After a moment, the radian rose gently. "Work and social intercourse, men can't talk about things without alcohol and tobacco. I don't want to have a mess after drinking, so I just smoke a lot to hurt my stomach, to prove my heart to you."

She chuckled, her white and bright face was clear and cool, and her voice was suddenly very sad. She said, "husband, meeting you may be the greatest luck in my life."

Her sudden lyric, let the man for one of Zheng, his eyes deep feeling at her eyes, so close distance, see her eyes serious, he silent hook lip, will face buried in her shoulder socket.

Lying on her body like this, neither of them spoke, so quiet that they could hear the years flowing quietly.

Later, they fell asleep holding each other in their arms. When Mo Xiaoxi woke up in the middle of the night, Lu yubai was standing in front of the French window. The bright moon outside the window came in through the gap of the curtain. Half of it hit the man's well-defined side face. He leaned quietly against the window with his pocket, looking very attentive.

Mo Xiaoxi adapted for a moment, and then her squinting eyes gradually opened. Then she saw that the man was still wearing the shirt when he came back, and the cuffs were rolled in his arms. She sat up with her arms and whispered to him: "husband, why don't you sleep?"

Lu yubai glances at her. Peach blossom eyes stare at her. The man in the moonlight is cool and pure. Mo Xiaoxi seems to see the Lu yubai she first met. Her heart is throbbing again.

He took his lips and said, "the moon is very beautiful tonight. Come here."

Mo Xiaoxi got out of bed obediently and walked barefoot on the floor. When she came to him, she was dragged into her arms. She looked up and looked out of the window. Sure enough, the bright crescent moon was hanging in the sky. In the dark, it was emitting charming brilliance.

Lu yubai held her tightly in his arms, chin on her head, low voice down, "you look like it."

Feeling the warm embrace behind her, Mo Xiaoxi's hands touched her arms around her chest, leaning her little head back and in his arms, quietly listening to his heartbeat, she bent her lips and asked him playfully: "is it the same beauty?"

She can't see the man's expression. If you can see her, you will know that the man's eyes fall lightly on the bright. The color of the eyes is deep and shallow. The radian of the corner of the lip rises slowly and slowly, full of light happiness.

He closed his eyes and smelled her unique milk fragrance. His face slowly moved to her side, his chin fell on her shoulder, and his thin lips kissed her ears and her cheek without any affection. His kiss was cherishing.

Mo Xiaoxi was a little bit itchy when he was kissing. He gave way with a smile. "You haven't answered my question yet."

"It's as good as you are," he said with a gentle smile

"Husband..."

She side face, meet with his four eyes, suddenly sweet smile, her smile has shallow pear vortex, can sweet to people's heart.

Lu yubai was a little stunned. He remembered that when he first saw her, she was like this.

At that time, she and Gu qingran in the campus. She ran heartlessly and laughed. Gu qingran didn't know what to say about her. She pinched her waist to beat her with a cold face. Her face was vivid and bright.

It was the first time he saw her. She bumped into his arms, looked up and said "sorry" in a panic, and then her eyes widened.

Staring at him without blinking, his mouth couldn't close.

She didn't hide the surprise and desire on her face.