Chapter 272: No faint taste of tobacco

(Cat flutter Chinese ) Once can be said to be an accident, twice is barely an accident, but every time it is so... What excuse should I find to explain it?

Jing Mohao, what reason should I find for you to convince myself that I will continue to approach you with courage...

Once again, the enthusiasm she had just rekindled was extinguished.

Why...

Why did she obviously feel that he cared about her, maintained and cared for her one moment, but the next moment he abandoned himself like this without pity.

He treats himself like a baby in front of people, and when the two of them get along, he is as cold as an ice cube.

Is he really tired of playing with her, is he tired of such a continuous chase between them, is he tired of trying his best to protect himself from the wind and rain...

Is it that his stupid shallow knowledge makes him feel exhausted, is it that his attitude of resisting him in every way is not enough to satisfy him...

Does he think that he will only ignite the fire and not let him vent his anger, is it that his previous resistance is too strong, so he doesn't let himself get closer, then she takes the initiative more obviously, will she be able to let him see the loosening and change of his heart...

Luo Xi lay on her back on the bed like this, motionless, the thoughts in her mind were complicated, and her misty eyes were facing a point in the air, without focus.

It wasn't until late at night that I fell asleep unbearably and sleepily.

And Jing Mohao has never returned.

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In the early morning, Luo Xi woke up in the silent room, without the arm around her waking up, without a faint smell of tobacco, only a piece of coolness soaked in the autumn night, melted into the blue sea-colored bed.

Luo Xi simply freshened up, walked out of the door and looked downstairs, there was no figure in the whole palace, as if everything here yesterday was just a virtual absurdity, as if this world was just a dream for her from the beginning.

The room was empty, so quiet that even the sound of footsteps echoed back and forth several times.

Except for a sofa in the center, there are not even kitchenware, tables and chairs.

That's not right... It is impossible for Jing Mohao to live in a place where he can't even prepare these basic utensils for life...

Yesterday he had the look of everything on his face.

The electronic screen in the bedroom is set up so hidden, there should be a mechanism set up in it, right?

Luo Xi walked downstairs with curiosity, walked into the empty side room, carefully groped around the walls, and sure enough, found many black buttons scattered on the white walls.

Luo Xi casually pressed one, and the wall without buttons on the other side slowly opened, and a food truck full of all kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables spun out, the ingredients were all full and fresh, and there was a trace of cold air in the food truck.

The food truck spreads out in the center of the room, filling half of the room.

Luo Xi picked up an apple and swallowed it in a big gulp, and it was really crisp and sweet.

Press the button again, and the food cart is put back in an orderly manner.

Luo Xi tried to press another button, and a drawer popped up on the wall, inside which were clean tissues and hand towels.

Luo Xi pressed a few more in succession, and was stunned to see the tables and chairs falling from the sky, the stove and stove pushed out by translation, the dishes and chopsticks sterilizer that automatically opened, and the never-ending rotation of the dining mouth...

With such a high-tech existence, it's no wonder that such a small island can have everything!

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