Gu Xiaoai opened his eyes in surprise. Li Jue Feng turned his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were dark and his voice was cold. "What else did Tong Ma say to you?"

The solemnity and solemnity on his face reminded her of Tong Ma's obscure attitude

Is there anything you shouldn't ask?

"Nothing. When I didn't ask anything. " Gu Xiaoai didn't like to ask the bottom of the matter, so he turned and walked out.

Putting down the painting tools, Gu Xiaoai picked up the broom and went back to the kitchen. Li Jue Feng was still standing in the same place, his face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Excuse me."

Gu Xiaoai shouts softly and lowers his head to sweep away the dishes and vegetables.

Li Jue Feng stared at her sweeping, threw her broom away, raised her face and kissed her.

Gu Xiaoai frowned and was about to push him away, only to find that he was hardly a kiss.

He just pressed his lips on her.

Just like this, there is no more lingering.

He held her face in his hands and forced her not to move. His thin lips were on her mouth, his eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes made a silhouette.

What's wrong with him?

Gu Xiaoai was a little puzzled. He didn't move, and she didn't dare to move. His warm hands were cool at this time, which gave her a very comfortable illusion of slight burning face

He was not so much kissing her as seeking some comfort in her.

There is no excitement.

No lingering.

No occupation

He just held her face and closed his eyes to her lips.

His gentle breath sprayed on her face, she could feel the instability of his breathing.

"Puchi, Puchi, Puchi"

The pot boils and makes a boiling sound,

Li Jue Feng's motionless body finally moves. Gu Xiaoai thinks he's going to make a hot pot, but he locks her in his arms and hugs her tightly.

The action is so big, Gu Xiaoai's face bumps into his chest suddenly, ache her low to shout, "how?"

So abnormal... So quiet

It's not like him anymore.

"Gu Xiaoai, hold me." Li juefeng's voice was a little hoarse, and his hands held her tightly.

I don't know why, she suddenly remembered the scene when Chu Shixiu hugged her. At that time, she wanted to respond to Chu Shixiu's hug... But she still didn't dare to hold him up.

Different men, different hugs.

When Chu Shixiu hugged her, he was careful but urgent. He was afraid of hurting her and running away.