A heavy and imperceptible feeling.
Just when Mu Chu Di wanted to catch her, the man suddenly let her go.
She seemed to be aware of her intention.
Mu Chudi was angry when she was kissed. There was still a man's temperature on her lips. She wanted to wipe it off, but the man in front of her was staring at her.
There's no place to vent your anger.
Just now the coquettishness can no longer pretend to go down, the expression sank down.
And the sound went down.
"What do you mean?"
Apart from Huo Xiao, she has never been so close to other men.
Mu Chu flute was so angry that his voice was shaking.
Originally, she felt that she still had the taste of Huo Xiao.
She remembered his kisses and his temperature.
But now, it's covered by other men.
Everything she kept, now gone, completely destroyed.
This makes Mu Chu Di angry and almost burn his reason.
Mu Chu Di's anger seems to please the man, his lips smile more and more big, if you have deep meaning to look at Mu Chu di.
"Let you remember me more."
"Tonight, think of me, too."
Think about this word, bite particularly clear.
It seems to conclude that Mu Chu Di will definitely think of him tonight instead of just saying it orally.
Think is bound to think of, but will never be that kind of thinking with affection.
Huo Xiao knows that Mu Chu Di wants to tear him up now.
He was happy to see her so angry.
The displeasure caused by her flirtatious words was now gone.
Replaced by pleasure.
Especially see her dare to anger not dare to speak of the shape, see her later dare not stir up.
Even if she has other purposes, even if the person is actually he pretends.
Clattering.
The sound of Mu Chu flute gnashing its teeth.
What do you think? I miss his sister.
This man took advantage of him, but it's a good thing to talk big here?
It's too hot.
Mu Chu Di is unbearable.
It took her a lot of effort to suppress the impulse to strangle a man.
Hold back, since the loss has been eaten, if you can't help it now, the cheap will be taken in vain.
Mu Chu Di comforted himself in silence.
Small hand secretly clenched into a fist, the back of the hand muscle burst up, it seems to be hard to suppress.
Huo Xiao slanted his head, close to her, said softly in her ear, "still chasing?"
Chasing?
And chasing a ghost.
It's all exposed. There's no point in catching up.
Do you want her to suffer?
Mu Chu Di was angry.
"No more chasing."
She didn't want to talk for a long time, but the man seemed to insist on waiting for her answer.
Mu Chu Di couldn't bear to be so close to himself.
After a lot of weighing, it's him at last.
"That's a pity."
It seems to be a pity, but there is no pity in it.
He's just forcing her not to go after her.
Huo Xiao is very clear about Mu Chu Di's temperament and knows how to force her to make a choice.
He is about to enter the old man's territory. He doesn't want to make any mistakes in Mu Chu flute.
Now angry with her, she also knows that she has exposed herself, and she will not follow her now.
On the broad road, Mu Chu Di watched the man's car throw off her and drive straight ahead, leaving her with the exhaust gas.
It seemed to make fun of her.
It was like a handful of oil, which made the fire in her heart more vigorous.