(Cat flutter Chinese) Jing Mohao held her delicate ear and groaned, "Death will also die in my arms." （ . v o dt . c o m）”

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Why is he always on top of the sky, and likes to look down on the small and powerless appearance of all beings...

It's also what she hates to see the most...

In the face of his domineering and unreasonableness, she has softened, compromised, and even tried to accept and enjoy it.

But in the end, he was ruthlessly destroyed, and she will never forget his indifferent expression towards her, his groveling cynicism towards her, and the chilling coldness of the moment when he let her disappear in front of him, and the moment when she fell from the edge of the cliff and touched the sea...

Luo Xi slowly closed his eyes.

She wanted to forget all the scenes in the past, she allowed the brush of time to repaint a new world, and then tried to smile and be a bright woman without worries again.

However, he reappeared in her new beginning, and put on a posture that he had to return to him.

What qualifications does he have to ask for that?

A lot of things, he gave up once and never came back...

Even if he forcibly brought her back, so what?

A shell without a heartbeat, take it with him if he needs it.

Since he wants her to remember him, that's good!

She will remember every word and deed he did to her before, and she will remember all his arrogance and unreasonableness, his indifference and ruthlessness, she will remember it firmly in her heart, and she will never forget it for eternity.

This kind of humiliation and contempt, she has experienced it once, and if she doesn't remember it for a long time, she Luoxi deserves it!

Since he came back with him this time, he will fight him to the end, as long as she is alive, no matter what he does to him, he will not want to let himself say a soft word to him again!

She didn't believe that her fate would be controlled by his rancid power and interests!

Luo Xi's fingers hanging down from the seat were tightly clenched, and the fingertips were embedded in the palms of her hands, which hurt painfully, but they made her extremely awake and therefore extremely firm.

Jing Mohao's warm breath swept over her body, and Luo Xi's expression was cold, and he didn't give him any response.

Jing Mohao's eyes were gloomy, but he didn't plan to stop, he was never a person who was good at explaining, and he didn't bother to explain the misunderstandings he brought to others, he would use his actions to tell this cold-faced woman that during this time, his inner thoughts and anxiety were burning.

He reached out and lifted her long skirt, and with the increasing heat of his palm, he roamed over her smooth skin.

He stared at her delicate face, kissed her lips deeply, and leaned straight into her depths, his movements fierce and profound, as if he was asking for the debt he owed for three months, and as if he was making up for the love he owed her three months ago.

"Luoxi ......" Jing Mohao's low voice sounded in Luoxi's ears.

The word Luo Xi alone was full of endless thoughts that he couldn't stop in his sleep.

I don't know if it's the involuntary confiding in the depths of the love obsession, or the hesitation that is difficult to speak.

Luo Xi didn't answer, and let the man simmer him, until the plane landed, and the man was willing to pull out of her and hugged her tightly.

He wrapped her in front of him and got up and walked out of the cabin.

Steward Li heard the sound of the plane approaching, and hurried out the back door to greet him.

Before Steward Li could speak, a howl of "whoop" rushed over.

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