He smiled with tears and slipped two tears. He laughed at himself: "Yes, I have a problem with my brain. I have problems with my brain before I like you. I have problems with my brain and I fall in love with you at first sight. We do n’t leave you when our status gap is so big. "

A hoarse, slightly crying voice spread through this dark apartment.

Moonlight linged outside the window, cold and silent, spreading all over the room like Xue Mingcan's sadness.

Xi Zheng was silent for a long while: "You say what you said just now."

Xue Mingcan wiped his tears randomly, and his voice returned to normal: "Why?"

Xi Yan: "If you tell me, just say it."

Xue Mingcan: "I don't want to say anymore."

Xi Yan: "Oh."

He reached out to push Xue Mingcan away.

Xue Mingcan is really going crazy.

He pressed Xi Yan's shoulder with one hand and grabbed her arm with one hand, making her unable to move.

Leaning down to her eyes, the hot breath was close at hand.

"Zhiwei." He bit his teeth and pronounced the name. "What on earth do you want?"

Xi Zheng looked at him calmly and said, "I should ask you this sentence. I ask you a question, and you don't want to answer it; I ask you to repeat what you just said, and you don't want to say, you think I can What to do? Xue Mingcan? "

Xue Mingcan: "..." She said so well that I was speechless.

"I have nothing to do with Deng Jia! I said I like you, I like you, I like you! Did you hear me? Did you hear me clearly?"

Xue Mingcan gritted his teeth and wished to swallow Xi Xi into his stomach.

"Oh." A slight smile overflowed from Xi's mouth.

The laughter came so suddenly that Xue Mingcan was surprised.

The moonlight shone on the woman's face, softening her beautiful and indifferent features by two points.

In those cold and cold eyes, it seemed that there was a thin layer of tenderness due to the moonlight.

Even the smile that was supposed to sound taunting seemed to have changed.

Become somewhat ...

Feeling relieved?

Relieved?

Xue Mingcan continued to choke.

How could he hear this feeling?

How could Zhiwei be relieved by his words?

Zhiwei she ...

Before Xue Mingcan finishes thinking, the softness of his lips tells him everything! Have! can! can!

He wasn't drunk, he just drank a lot, and the wine lingered around his body, but his consciousness was clear.

The object of this "drunk" was not Zhiwei, but him.

Zhiwei is sober!

Zhiwei in the awake kissed him on his own initiative, did this represent--

Zhiwei likes him too? !!

Xue Mingcan's favorite, cold air that belongs to Xi Yan, surrounded him.

The soft lingering lip on his lips fascinated his eyes and disturbed his heart.

He no longer wanted more.

He firmly embraced the person in front of him, and attacked the woman in his arms with impunity.

Moving slowly, the two were getting less clothing.

Gentle moonlight spilled into the living room and shone on the sofa.

Men and women are lingering, the air is ambiguous.

One night (harmony) joy.

...

Xue Mingcan was awakened by the harsh sunlight.

Opening his eyes, he subconsciously blocked the sun with his hands.

After adapting to this light, he moved his back to see where he was now.

Living room sofa.

Looking down, he saw that there was only a thin blanket on his body.

The strangeness on his body told him that he was wearing nothing under the blanket.

It's stabbing.

The sound of fried eggs came from the kitchen, and Xue Mingcan sat up with frowns, and saw Xi Xi, who was wearing his T-shirt with his back to him, cooking in the kitchen.