Drifting Towards You

Li Xiaoxiao thought for a while, but didn't know how long to say it.

Before she could come up with an answer, Si Mocheng had already turned around, stopped between her and Xie Yunfan, and said coldly: "Get in the car."

Li Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, but for many years, he had become accustomed to his words.

After looking at Xie Yunfan with a lack of confidence, he slowly turned and walked towards the car in Simo City.

When Li Xiaoxiao got into the car, Lu Xiao was no longer there.

She was sitting alone in the back row, her eyes still falling on Xie Yunfan and Simocheng.

The two of them didn't do anything again, and they seemed to say something, but they could feel the tit-for-tat from far away.

Not long after, the two men separated.

Turning around, Simo City walked towards the car, his expression unhappy, Xie Yunfan also turned and left, without taking a few steps, he kicked the trash can on the side of the street with a loud noise.

Li Xiaoxiao was in a daze, she really didn't know what to do.

Just when he was thinking about it, the door of the driver's seat was opened, and Si Mocheng didn't even look at her, and drove directly.

The car started suddenly, in a hurry, and the space in the back row was so big that Li Xiaoxiao was unprepared, and his little head slammed heavily and made a muffled noise.

Si Mocheng raised his eyelids, glanced in the rearview mirror, and slowed down a few minutes.

Li Xiaoxiao took a breath and rubbed his head. It hurts...

After more than half an hour, Simo City parked the car in front of the hotel, threw the key to the parking staff, and opened the rear car door.

Li Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, got out of the car slowly and looked around.

Hotel?

Why did you bring her to the hotel?

Si Mocheng pulled her wrist with one hand and pulled her into the hotel without a word.

Li Xiaoxiao was a little scared: "Uncle...for...why came to the hotel?"

Si Mocheng didn't make a sound, and the curve of his jaw was extremely cold.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't want to go, but he couldn't get as much strength as his feet slipped on the marble floor, and he was finally dragged into the elevator.

Her big eyes became foggy, and she said anxiously: "Uncle...I want to go back to school."

He said nothing.

As the number of elevator floors increased, Li Xiaoxiao's eyes became more glaring.

"Uncle... Go back, you shouldn't come to me."

Before Li Xiaoxiao's words fell, she met Sen Han's eyes and involuntarily stepped back, her wrist still being held tightly.

Li Xiaoxiao swallowed his saliva and did not dare to speak again.

In this way, she was dragged all the way to the room by him.

He finally let go of her until the door was closed tightly and locked.

Li Xiaoxiao stood by the door, rubbed her purple wrists, and muttered in a low voice, "Is this one who grew up on shot puts, so hard..."

Si Mocheng poured her a glass of water and put it on the coffee table. When he looked up, he saw her standing by the door, rubbing her wrist.

"Come here." He said in a deep voice.

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at him cautiously. He was still expressionless and could not see any emotion.

But relying on the intuition he had cultivated over the years, Li Xiaoxiao felt that he probably wouldn't do anything to her this time, so he slowly moved over with small steps.

Without urging her, Si Mocheng sat on the side of the sofa.

Li Xiaoxiao spent a long time, and finally sat down opposite him slowly.

He lowered his head and held up the warm water, his eyes widened, staring at the water in the cup, not knowing what it was so beautiful, he looked very seriously.

Si Mocheng leaned on the back of the sofa, his legs cocked, and stared at her without making a sound.