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Chapter 2122 You still care about me, right?

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    Xiao Moqing looked at her, "My personal relationship with her is not that close, it's usually about work."

    Song Chujiu blurted out: "That was only later."

    Her expression was still calm, but her pupils were slightly contracted. Although she was trying her best to restrain herself, she still showed some concern.

    Xiao Moqing's black eyes deepened.

    He said calmly: "Back then, she was targeted by people from the school and was locked in an icehouse and almost froze to death. After I saw it, I asked someone to open the door and rescue her. Since then, my relationship with her has become a little better.  "

    "Is it just a little better?"

    Xiao Moqing looked into her eyes and spoke calmly.

    "After that, maybe she was grateful for my rescue. She personally delivered lunch boxes to me every day, often gave me things, and even knitted scarves with her own hands. She prepared gifts for me on every festival and planned to celebrate my birthday"

    Song Chujiu couldn¡¯t stand listening anymore.

    What is the difference between this and falling in love?

    Xiao Moqing looked at her, a light flashing across his eyes.

    However, Xiao Moqing seemed to have opened up his chat box and talked about the past in detail.

    Compared with the few sentences at the beginning, it is too detailed.

    He actually remembers it in such detail?

    The more Song Chujiu listened to it, the more he felt in his heart. It was like a lemon.

    Song Chujiu couldn't help but ask: "Then have you ever liked her?"

    Xiao Moqing looked at her with a slight light in his eyes.

    "have no idea."

    Song Chujiu turned away and stood up from the sofa.

    "I'm going for a rest."

    Xiao Moqing grabbed her wrist, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

    "No need to say it, I already know it."

    "I didn't tell you, and you always wanted to know. Now that I have told you, you don't want to hear it."

    Song Chujiu shook off the man's hand, because it was difficult to keep calm, so he used a little too much strength.

    Xiao Moqing easily pulled him into his arms.

    Song Chujiu was already angry, so he struggled even harder.

    "Why don't you want to hear it?" He lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Are you jealous?"

    The two people were so close that she could even clearly see his long eyelashes.

    Song Chujiu subconsciously retorted, "I didn't."

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Why are you jealous?

    It has already passed, there is no need to be jealous.

    Xiao Moqing lowered his head, his thin lips resting on her lips, and his tone was determined.

    "You do, your eyes tell me that you care."

    Song Chujiu could hear a certain sense of pride in his words.

    She shouted angrily: "Xiao Moqing, let me go!"

    Xiao Moqing didn't let her go, and a deep voice sounded in her ears.

    "You still care about me, don't you? If you care so much, why do you want to separate from me?"

    Song Chujiu¡¯s body stiffened.

    The man kissed her lips gently, very affectionately, as if he wanted to soothe the sadness and anger in her heart.

    Song Chujiu was avoiding it like a virus.

    Xiao Moqing controlled her hand, not letting her dodge, and then continued to kiss her, tenderly, tenderly, and very patiently.

    His dark eyes were half-opened and half-closed, with a seductive light emerging from them, and their color was so dark that it was terrifying.

    After a long time, he finally let go of her who was panting slightly.

    Xiao Moqing raised his hand and ran his slender white fingers across her red and swollen lips.

    His fingertips were cool and had a different feeling.

    "I lied to you." He whispered in her ear: "I have almost forgotten all those things in the past, how could I remember them in such detail?" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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