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Hit on a strong chest.

The hot milk that he had just taken out of his hand splashed out.

Xiao Moli's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to block it.

All the milk was poured on his arms and hands.

An Ziqi was startled, and hurriedly took his hand to the kitchen anxiously, turned on the cold water pipe to rinse.

After rushing for a few minutes, I pulled it up and took a look.

There was still a big red patch on his hand.

He anxiously dragged the person to the living room, pressed him to the sofa and sat down, and found an ointment to apply to him.

As you apply, you purse your mouth and blow gently upwards.

"Does it still hurt?"

The eyes are hard to hide the distress.

Xiao Moli watched her busy for herself, and after a while, a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from her small nose.

The soft fingertips gently massaged his hands.

The hot breath that came out of his mouth, with a hint of her warmth, with her soft breath, hit his hand like a tingling electric current.

Xiao Moli held her hand with his backhand, pulled the person up, grabbed her waist, pressed her directly on his lap, and kissed her when he lowered his head.

"Hmm."

An Ziqi was blocked and speechless, and stretched out his hand to push him, but he couldn't push him away.

Thinking about how he and Bai Xin'er were together, he accompanied her to the anniversary, is it the same when they are together.

I feel awkward and sour.

opened his mouth and bit his lip hard, and a salty smell of blood instantly spread.

Xiao Moli didn't care at all, and sucked her lips and tongue fiercely.

An Ziqi hit him aggrievedly.

Until he kisses enough to let go.

"Since you want your white heart, since you can't let go of her, why do you want to lie to me? Provoke me? ”

After saying that, he pushed him away and got up to leave.

was held down by Xiao Moli with his hand, and frowned, "I just accidentally ran into her there, when did I say I wanted her?" ”

"You're still lying to me, you dare to say that you didn't go to the anniversary?" An Ziqi bit her lip and looked at him and asked rhetorically.

The three words of anniversaries have been blocked in her heart for a long time, and she finally can't help but say them at this moment.

On Xiao Moli's face, the expression became fierce.

"Who told you about the anniversary? Bai Xin'er? ”

There are not many people who know this day, and it is impossible for his mother to tell An Ziqi.

It can only be Bai Xin'er.

He said how could he have happened to meet her there.

Damn, dare to calculate him.

An Ziqi turned her head and didn't look at him.

"What does it matter who said that?"

Seeing his reaction, it should be true, and his heart is even more sad.

I didn't want to stay any longer, and struggled to get up.

Xiao Moli pinched her chin and turned her little face around, sighing.

"I've been to the anniversary, but it has nothing to do with her."

"You've been celebrating your anniversary with her, and you're saying it's okay." An Ziqi was aggrieved in her heart.

"It's the day of the festival."

Xiao Moli had no choice but to tell the story that six years ago, he was bombed in a Paris orphanage, resulting in the tragic death of 128 people.

An Ziqi opened her mouth wide, she had only heard Mrs. Xiao say before that Xiao Moli was saved by Bai Xin'er in Paris, but she didn't say what the situation was at that time.

It turned out that he had narrowly escaped his life, a hundred times more terrifying than what they had experienced in Iceland.

actually used a bomb, thinking about the power of the bomb after the explosion on the TV, even though he knew that he was okay now, he was still afraid for a while.