Chapter 332: :Exhausted

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He didn't listen to her at all, but pulled with his other hand, the cuffs were already loose, and pulled the clothes directly to the waist.
Under the dim light, staring at him like this, she blushed and hugged herself with her hands.
"Don't look." He turned his head to the side.
"Don't see? Do you think it is possible?" He grabbed her hands with one hand, forcibly raised her hands, and warmed her lips together.
She shuddered and her breathing was chaotic...
"Don't, don't continue..."
She wanted to pull her hand out of his big palm, but resisted...
"Um... hurt..."
He pressed his lips together...
Xiaoxiao was almost tortured to madness, and her hair, which was drying out, was wetted by sweat.
There was sweat on his forehead, and there was sweat on his body because of tension.
She swallowed. He was grabbed with both hands and became a fist, his brain was dizzy...itchy...
His lips had left, and he went up to the place of her collarbone, then... let go of his hand, and his lips pressed to the other side.
"No..." she exclaimed.
When she accidentally touched him, she immediately shrank. And Xuan Yuanlie seemed to realize that Black Eyes benefited and stretched her hands to embrace her waist...
"Wait..." She was not yet mentally prepared.
"Nothing to wait..."
She shuddered...
For a long time... the shadow of the photo appeared in Xiao Xiao's mind. In the photo, his big hand pressed Xia Qianxin's head and smiled so happy.
In an instant, the ignited temperature in my head cooled down, thinking that Xuanyuan Lie mistaken her as a maid, because of his anger when touching the photo, he couldn't help shaking.
"Xuanyuan Lie." she muttered softly.
His hands pressed on her...
"Xuanyuan Lie... just... I'm sorry, I shouldn't take that picture." She said with apology.
When she mentioned the photo, Xuanyuanli stopped.
Xiao Xiao buried her head and frowned slightly. She knew that her words might have touched a certain nerve of Xuanyuan. After all, it was her first love ten years ago. She touched his past. Perhaps she should tell him: " About Xia Qian..."
Suddenly, Xuanyuan left.
Feeling his departure, she frowned. Speaking of her, his reaction seemed too abnormal. Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, staring blankly at him.
Xuanyuan Lie fastened his belt: "It's late, it's time to go to sleep. I just got back from France and I was tired."
His sudden departure left her inexplicable. He didn't want her to mention Xia Qianxin's thing? Why does Xia Qianxin have such a big response when he mentions it? Isn't Xia Qianxin more than just the past?
After hesitating for a long time, Xiaoxiao sat up. She arbitrarily puts her clothes on her body and does not care to tie all the straps.
There is an inexplicable depression in my heart.
Wanting to say something about Xia Qingxin, he felt that he couldn't speak to him again.
Looking at his profile, a little irritability appeared.
Xiaoxiao stood up, and Xia Qingxin's position in his mind was far beyond her imagination, and she became increasingly skeptical. In the past ten years, has time not diluted his feelings?
Still, for Xia Qingxin, just because of a dead and resurrected person, there is surprise, but with emotion.
Xiaoxiao doesn't know, but if Xia Qingxin is just a past tense, why is he so angry? Why is it that when one picks up the photo, they are angry to kill the maid?
Di Yun said, regarding whether or not to tell Xuanyuan Lie Xia Qianxin's news, look at Xuan Yuanlie's attitude towards finding Xia Qianxin.
But what she saw in her eyes was Xuan Yuanlie's eagerness to find Xia Qianxin.
Is his urgency because of feelings? Or is it because you want to prove that a dead person is still alive? Her mind had become a mess, and at this moment she could not see anything, and she pressed her head with her hand: "I go back to the room to sleep." Said this hoarsely.
She turned and walked towards the door.
Xuan Yuanlie said nothing, and did not stop him as as usual.
When she left, she glanced at the Xuanyuan sitting on the sofa with the afterglow of her eyes, only to see that he took out a cigarette and lit it...
Take a deep breath and spit out clouds of smoke...
When she left, she closed the door. It is said that people who smoke do not smoke because they like to smoke, but because they are irritable and emotional.
And the reason he smokes is because of the name Xia Qianxin?
After two steps, his body was weak and he squatted down by the wall. There is no courage to say Xia Qianxin's name in front of him, because his face will change, and when he mentions that name, his mood will change. This... terrible.
I don’t know if I’m afraid to see his changed mood, so I dare not speak.
"Miss Mu, are you okay?" The maid passing by asked Xiaoxiao with concern.
Xiaoxiao leaned on the wall with her hand and stood up: "It's okay." Shaking his head, he walked hard with his body. She said she went back to the room to sleep, but now she feels suffocated in this room.
She just felt that she was out of breath wherever he was.
Instead of going back to the room to sleep, he walked under the escalator.
"Ms. Mu, are you really okay? It's not too early, are you still going out?" The maid looked at Xiaoxiao in a trance and chased her.
Xiaoxiao shook his head: "It's okay, I just, think, go out, go out to blow hair." It's so difficult to say a word at the moment. Is it her illusion? The air here is so thin.
Just want to escape from this place quickly. Xuan Yuanlie's shadow kept flashing in his mind, angry with him, indifferent with him, playful with him, but he was not so happy with a smile.
Why does my heart hurt so much?
Just because he promised to marry him. With the concept of marriage in mind, will you become so concerned about Xuanyuan?
Xiaoxiao didn't know, she only felt that something had broken into her heart. That thing gave her heart a few sweet dates from time to time, and whip her heart from time to time with a few whips.
So tired...
Dragging his tired body out of Xuanyuan's house. At night, the wind in the garden was calm, and she took a big breath... Lifting her head, she looked at Xuanyuanli's room.
The lights in his house are still on. ‘It’s not early, it’s time to go to bed’ He said he was going to sleep, but he didn’t sleep? Knowing clearly is just an excuse, why do you still feel heartache when you know the truth?
Walking out of his house, a man was walking on the road outside the house...