Drifting Towards You

Si Mocheng's eyes were deep, but there was a wave of fluctuations inside.

He stared at Li Xiaoxiao, and after a few seconds, he slowly said: "Take the check away, I don't think I heard it."

Li Xiaoxiao's legs were weak, even though he didn't seem to be angry.

Inexplicably, I felt that the aura in the room was particularly solemn, with a gloomy solemnity.

"I... I don't, I want to sever... sever kinship." Li Xiaoxiao said boldly.

Si Mocheng smiled suddenly.

The face that had been silent for many years was a little gloomy at the moment.

Li Xiaoxiao breathed heavily, and began to stagger back.

Picking up the check on the table, the words one million are particularly dazzling.

He put the check back on the coffee table and drew closer.

"You... what are you going to do... I, I, I want to call someone." Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were dizzy and she became more and more frightened.

She suddenly regretted it.

His eyes are so red and terrible.

"Xiaoxiao." He said her name in a deep voice.

Her eyelashes trembled lightly and her breathing was a little disturbed.

"One million, unclear."

"Then...how much does it cost?"

He raised her chin with a big hand, and his gaze fell on her cherry lips: "It's a matter of flesh."

The next moment, I didn't wait for her to react.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, stiff, but hot and hot.

Li Xiaoxiao froze in place, his brain was blank, looking at him stupidly.

In the dimness, she could feel him sucking on her lips, which was numb and painful.

She recovered and opened her mouth to say: "Little...uh..."

As soon as he spoke, his wet and soft tongue slid into her mouth, tying her tongue domineeringly, and looting fiercely.

Li Xiaoxiao only felt that her legs were soft, like electricity flowing from the tail vertebrae. She trembled all over, with tiny beads of sweat leaking from the tip of her nose, her lips were slightly open, and her eyelashes were already unconsciously damp.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Si Mocheng recovered a bit of reason, and his tongue withdrew from her little mouth.

"Breathe." He said in a deep voice.

Li Xiaoxiao returned to his senses, a layer of mist instantly covered his eyes, and he looked at him helplessly.

Si Mocheng frowned, and couldn't bear her appearance the most.

Shen Sheng coaxed: "Close your eyes."

She closed her eyes subconsciously, and a string of tears rolled from the bottom of her eyes.

He dropped his big hand on her waist, slightly lowered and pressed her lips again.

After crossing the boundary, I finally tasted her taste.

He can't control himself.

But this time, Xiao Nizi's mouth was closed tightly.

He pressed against her lips and whispered in a bewildered voice: "Be good, open your mouth."

Li Xiaoxiao remained silent, still gritting his teeth.

Si Mocheng's throat moved slightly, and his rough fingers directly touched the bottom of her skirt, his eyes deep.

Li Xiaoxiao became stiff and choked: "Don't..."

His tongue slid into her mouth, domineering and fierce, menacing.

She has nowhere to escape.

The temperature in the room is getting higher and higher, and there is an exquisite breath.

Li Xiaoxiao's legs were too soft, and tears fell down cracklingly.

If it hadn't been for his big hands to keep her waist, she would have been sitting on the ground.

I don't know how long she has been here, but her lips are sore and unconscious.

He just let her go.

Her eyes were full of water, and she looked at him with tears: "Uncle...I'm scared."

"It's not about two cleansing." He stared at her coldly.

She didn't say anything, and she dared to mention it again, as if she was frightened.

His throat moved slightly, and there was a frowning flame in his eyes, and his voice was dull: "Li Xiaoxiao, you and I can't tell the difference."

"Stolen my heart, don't you want to run anywhere!"