Drifting Towards You

Seeing Simo City appear, Li Xiaoxiao's hanging heart slowly fell.

But why is my uncle coming back at this time?

Didn’t I just call and inspect the training?

What Li Xiaoxiao didn't know was that he just hung up and received the message, knowing that his mother had come to the door.

Worried about her being wronged, he rushed back immediately.

Seeing his son came back, Si Mu's expression became slightly cold, and there was no sound.

Si Mocheng stopped in front of her, and Li Xiaoxiao also stood up and stood beside him.

He slightly turned sideways to cover her for a few minutes, shielded her behind him, and stared at his mother and said solemnly, "Have I said not to interfere with me and her anymore."

"You are my son, I can't even bother with my own son?" Si Mu's tone also became colder. Obviously, the mother and son were not happy during this period.

Li Xiaoxiao pulled Simocheng's sleeve, and whispered softly: "Auntie didn't embarrass me, you speak well."

"You go back to the room." Simocheng said bluntly.

Li Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, looked at him, then at Si Mu, and said softly: "You have something to say, don't get angry with Auntie."

"En." Simocheng replied without saying much.

Li Xiaoxiao then slowly turned around, returned to his bedroom, and gently closed the door.

The inside and outside of the house were instantly separated into two worlds, but Li Xiaoxiao couldn't feel at ease.

She leaned against the door, listening to the movement outside.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere between the mother and son became more tense, and Si Mu tried to make her tone sound calmer: "There are so many girls in the world, I don't need to ask her family background to be right, but it won't help you. Nor can I be with Xiaoxiao."

"Who I am with is my business, it has nothing to do with you." Simocheng's voice was as indifferent as before, and it was not eased by the change in his mother's attitude.

"You...you... do you think I can't help you?" Si Mu also became angry.

A hint of sarcasm flashed through Simocheng's eyes: "What are you planning to do? Are you planning to repeat the same tricks as you did to your sister?"

In a word, Si Mu's face paled a bit.

That daughter is the permanent pain in her heart.

Si Mocheng stared at her, and said solemnly: "Xiaoxiao and I will get married. It's useless to find her anymore. It's up to me. You should know my temper."

Si Mu suddenly got up from the sofa: "She is your niece, you are incest!"

Si Mocheng's expression was faint, and his eyes were as black as ink: "Now it's too late to say this. She and I have fallen asleep."

Si Muqi's breathing was a bit heavier, and his hand was a loud slap in the face.

With a ‘pop’, he slapped Simocheng’s face with a slap.

The man was still as steady as a mountain, his expression did not fluctuate at all, as if the slap was not on his face at all.

Si Mu's chest rose and fell slightly, her eyes flushed, staring at Si Mocheng seemed particularly distressed.

Li Xiaoxiao heard movement in the room, was taken aback for a moment, and ran out immediately.

Seeing that the mother and the son turned red because of her tit-for-tat.

Looking at the slap print on his cheek, the guard choked in front of him and said: "Auntie, don't hit him, I seduce him, it's me..."

"Shut up!" Si Mocheng frowned and said coldly.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't listen to him, and said with red eyes: "Uncle has never thought of touching me. I took the initiative to seduce him. You have to beat me..."