After Ling Dudie returned to the Ling family, she always felt uneasy, Mu Jingrou was obviously abnormal, why would she say something like that?

However, Ling Xiao came back very late, and when she heard the sound outside, Ling Dudie quickly got up, put on a coat, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Ling Xiao rarely wearing a suit on his shoulder and opening the door of the opposite room regardless of his image.

"You're back?" Ling Dudie took a step closer and asked.

Ling Xiao turned his head a little sluggishly, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

"Did you see Sister Jingrou today? Did she say anything? Ling Dudie just eagerly asked what she cared about.

"I asked if you were waiting for me." Ling Xiao looked at Ling Dui Butterfly persistently.

Ling Dudie realized something, "Are you drunk?" ”

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, "How could you wait for me?" You've never seen me in your eyes......"

"I'll ask Mama Ann to make you some sobering soup." Ling Dudie turned around and was about to go downstairs, but was pulled by Ling Xiao's big hand.

"I'm going to propose to Jingrou." His usual tone was just a hint of wine.

Ling Dudie looked at him, as if she had been bumped somewhere in her heart, and was stunned for a moment, "Oh, is it? ”

Ling Xiao looked straight into her gaze, just dodging a little, but did not escape his eyes.

"It doesn't seem like you're without me in your eyes." Ling Xiao smiled coldly.

Ling Dudie frowned and withdrew from his hand, "I'm going to sleep." ”

Ling Xiao imprisoned her in his arms exactly a second before she withdrew, "Sleep with me." ”

Aggressive tone.

"You let go!" Ling Dudie's voice rose in a struggling voice.

"You can be a little louder." Ling Xiao dragged her into the door.

Keeping the outside world out of the door, he threw her down on the big bed, but he gently rested on her chest.

The thick eyelashes reflected the shadow, and he motionless pressed all his strength completely on hers, innocently quiet.

Without the storm, he would even show such a side in front of himself.

Ling Dudie just felt that it was too unreal, and struggled to get up.

"Don't move." Ling Xiao closed his eyes and said softly.

"Twilight." He called her name to himself, like countless loves, the familiar palm slowly lingered over her body, from the jerky of the 17-year-old to the delicate and charming body now, the palm of the hand until it lingered on the lower abdomen, and the temperature of the palm penetrated little by little.

"Here...... Does it still hurt? Ling Xiao's voice seemed to have come from a long time ago.

Ling Dudie knew what he was referring to, and it was because she knew that the pain was like dying, that she didn't want to mention even a little.

"Don't embarrass me, okay?" Ling Dui bit the corner of her mouth, gradually turning blood red.

Ling Xiao could feel a slight tremor on her body.

A lot of times he thinks how nice it would be if he could come back once.

However, no matter how many times he tried again, he couldn't let her leave him.

"Probably I'm really drunk today......" Ling Xiao said after a long time.