(Cat flutter Chinese) Luo Xi held the belief that he was knocked into a high paraplegic and rushed straight away.

"Boom!"

With a burst of echoes, Luo Xi only felt a splitting headache, and his whole head was buzzing.

Who invented the suicide by hitting the wall... What a pervert...

It's really hard, it hurts...

My head is dizzy...

A cold voice came from overhead, "Luoxi, this is how you want to take revenge on me?" ”

She even took revenge on him with her life!

Luo Xi was stunned, and raised his head violently against his dizzy head, the blood supply was not enough for a while, and he was even more dizzy, faintly seeing the man's cold face, he couldn't hold it up.

Why is he here?

He didn't have a broken head and blood, no high paraplegia, just hit him in the chest.

She felt that she was moving fast enough, but she didn't expect to be preempted by him.

The man held her with both hands, Luo Xi stared at his neckline with staring eyes, her collarbone was sexily exposed in front of her, and she said lightly, "So, are you admitting that you care about me?" ”

Jing Mohao's face was gloomy, and he held up Luo Xi's cheek with both hands and kissed it hard.

He never said he didn't care about her...

He just couldn't give her what she wanted...

This unknown kiss was wrapped in too much competition, and finally turned into a silver thread stretching between the lips of the two, Jing Mohao just gasped heavily, as if all the answers were not helpless that could be expressed in words.

Luo Xi let him kiss him, didn't resist, didn't make any response, just continued, "But Jing Mohao, do you know? I don't care about you, not at all. ”

She spoke very calmly, so calm that a pebble fell into the lake, and her voice was exceptionally crisp.

Jing Mohao's eyes were full of slaughter, and his fingertips slid from her cheeks to her waist with his helpless sadness, and he stepped forward to put himself on her face, and finally spoke in a deep voice, only saying one sentence, "I know." ”

Luo Xi leaned in front of him, sniffing the awe-inspiring smell of tobacco on his body, and squeezed out a wry smile.

He knows...

What does he know...

He doesn't know anything at all...

Why did she not have the slightest pleasure of revenge when she heard his painful "I know"...

Instead, it's a more intense pain...

It is too difficult for them to get along with each other, they all hide their own hearts in their hearts, this kind of life is not worthy of being called life at all, this kind of life, ending early, is good for everyone.

Luo Xi hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Jing Mohao seemed to have sunk his breath as if he didn't know how much he had already taken a deep breath, and he spoke again, his voice buried endless helplessness.

"Since you don't care, then live well."

After speaking, the palms of the hands were detached from the woman's arms, and the five fingers were lightly curled up with great thought, suppressing the urge to touch her.

He took a step back, another step back.

The distance between the two was pulled away by a one-step distance, a two-step distance, until the man walked to the door and walked out of the door.

Luo Xi lowered his eyes and gently pulled the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't pull it, and pulled it hard before he barely laughed.

He's right.

If you don't care about him, you have to live well.

The more she wants to find death and life, it can only show that she cares about him.

Without the hope he gave her, she would not have been able to live well.

yes, she cares about him...

He ran rampant in her world, burning, killing and looting, how could she ignore his existence...

But what about care?

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