(Cat flutter Chinese) The voice was neither soft nor tough, but simply stated and spoke, "Luoxi, in the future, I will be here with you, only Jing Mohao's identity, understand?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the fire in Luo Xi's eyes suddenly froze, shattered into red fragments, and fell into the stream under his eyes.

"No.. Don't understand. Luo Xi stammered.

Jing Mohao smiled unabated, took away the newspaper on his body, turned over, and locked her in the corner of the sofa with both arms.

"You... What are you doing.." Luo Xi's hands instantly put on a defensive stance.

The man stared straight at her little face and asked, "Luoxi, who am I?" ”

“... Jing Mohao..."Luo Xi shrank his head back, and the volume of the words he said was extremely low, and he could only see the shape of his mouth, and he could hardly hear the sound.

"Or who?"

Luo Xi stared at him with a pair of pitiful eyes, looking at him with a look that he couldn't listen to, and he didn't know what he wanted to ask, so he had to sniff his nose, glance at the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes and shook his head timidly.

"Luoxi, look at me." The man's voice softened.

"Jing Mohao, what do you want to do..."Luo Xi refused to raise his eyes, but his voice had been forced to be a little sticky by the man, and he faintly cried.

Why did he play tricks on himself like this, he couldn't figure out his intentions at all, his thoughts.

Why drag yourself back and don't treat yourself well...

It's so aggrieved to think about it...

Jing Mohao saw that the corner of her clothes was wet with a drop of water the size of a bean that suddenly fell, and she suddenly froze.

"Luoxi, what are you crying about?"

I wanted to have some ambiguity with her, so I cried for her?

Luo Xi sniffed hard, and he felt that he was not angry.

In the end, she didn't know what she was crying about, but the sour feeling in her heart could only be vented by tears.

With him, her tear ducts never obeyed her control.

Jing Mohao no longer forced her, perhaps it was such a persecutive posture that induced the residual claustrophobia factor in her body, which made her feel a loss of security for no reason.

He reached out and hugged her in his lap, wrapped his arms around her hard, and clasped her to his chest with a large palm, trying to give her enough security.

"Luoxi, I just want to tell you that in the future, I will only be your Jing Mohao."

His voice was magnetic and beautiful, attracting a certain factor in Luo Xi's heart, and it was faintly throbbing.

In the future, he is just her Jing Mohao...

Her Jing Mohao...

Although it is not a straightforward word, there is no element of commitment, but for her, his words are enough to encapsulate all her uneasiness and fear.

This sentence alone is enough to outweigh all the love words in this world.

"Jing Mohao..."

"I'm here."

That's nice...

He's here...

I will no longer look at his back and remember his appearance, and I will no longer have to feel the space he is in through the distance of his mobile phone, but just feel his existence so really, so vivid, so down-to-earth.

Luo Xi reached out and wrapped his head tightly around the man's waist and buried his head in his chest.

At this moment, such a long-lost peace of mind.

I only heard a soft "bang" behind me.

Luo Xi raised his head slightly, and saw that the place where Cheng Sisi was just now was empty, and then looked at the closed door of the guest room, and knew that Sisi had gone back to the house.

Luo Xi glanced at the man, the affection in his eyes had not yet dissipated, but he had to stop.

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