You Are My Entire World

A drop of water fell on his fair face, and then like a drizzle of rain, more drops of water were dropped.

Shen Mochen's movements slightly paused, a pair of deep, deep-eye-like eyes lifted slightly, his pupils tightened in an instant, and I saw peach's pink face, tears like broken beads, and kept on. slide.

Her usual watery eyes are now covered with a thick layer of mist. The teardrops in the corners of her eyes quickly fall down her white cheeks, just like the pear blossoms that are raindrops, crying silently.

This is probably the first time Shen Mochen has known Peaches for so many years, and made him cry for the first time. For a time, the whole person was at a loss. The warm and slender fingers gently held her soft cheeks and wiped the rolling tears for her. Peach's tears are like the flood that opened the gate. If you wipe it off, more tears will fall.

"Peach..." Shen Mochen's heart finally began to panic, watching Peach just closed her eyes tightly, tears rolling down, and then saw the marks left by her white neck and her nakedness. The round shoulders in the air finally realized what he was doing.

"Sorry...Peach..." Shen Mochen reached out and hugged her into her arms, gently sorted out the clothes for her, then buried her head between her warm necks and murmured in a low voice.

He was really stunned by jealousy, so that anger occupied reason, and he would do such a thing to Peach.

"Woo...you bullied me..." Peaches, who had been sobbing silently, was now hugged in his warm arms, and finally burst into tears.

Shen Mochen was terrible just now.

There was a bit of bitterness in her heart. Shen Mochen gently patted Peach on the back, as if coaxing a child to coax her softly, "I'm not good, Peach, don't cry..."

"It's just that you're not good, you've received love letters from others, and you are still fierce to me, and to me... to me..." Peach buried a small face on his chest, his shoulders twitched, and the tears that shed out instantly Shen Mochen's clothes were wet.

With a bit of grin on the corners of his lips, Shen Mochen hugged the peach into his arms, and said helplessly: "What a love letter, that girl asked me to help him to the fox, otherwise I would have lost it..."

"..." Peach's crying paused for a moment, then raised his head from his arms, a pair of pear flowers with rainy eyes fixedly watching Shen Mochen, and asked in disbelief: "Love letter to the fox?"

"En." Shen Mochen nodded lightly.

"Oh..." Peach's eyes drooped slightly, shell teeth gently bit his lip, hesitating, and wondering again: "So what are you angry, why...to me..."

"..." Shen Mochen looked at the peach in front of her. Her eyes were red and she was trying to keep her tears away. The pretty little nose was also red at the moment, with a face of grievance and innocent eyes.

Putting her chin gently on top of her head, Shen Mochen took a deep breath and gently stroked her supple long hair, whispering: "Probably... it's because I'm jealous..."

"Je jealous???" Peach wanted to raise his head to look at his look at the moment, but he couldn't look up at him because he put himself in his arms and put his chin on his head.