Drifting Towards You

She actually didn't know whether she liked him or not.

But she knew that her heartbeat would speed up when he kissed her, and when he held her, she would feel his arms warm and strong.

When he approaches, she will be upset and afraid, but can't bear to push her away.

All she knows is that there has never been a person whose breath smells better than him, and no one has a wider and powerful palm.

She only knew that when he left her and walked towards another woman, she would be sad and sad, and when he lost contact with him on duty, she would be worried and uneasy.

There will never be such a person in this world again.

Every time his heart beats, it seems to be able to affect her nerves.

The picture frame became more and more flowery, and finally, she gently buttoned the photo, not daring to look at it again.

After sitting alone for a long time, he climbed out of the bed, dig out his suitcase, and started packing.

The silver-white suitcase was spread out on the ground. She was standing barefoot by the closet to pack her clothes, but she found it ridiculously that he had picked so many clothes for her, and he was so busy.

After throwing a few clothes into the box, she sat on the side of the bed and refused to move.

Staring at the box blankly for a long time, a flash of determination flashed in his big red eyes.

Closing the box and kicking it aside, Li Xiaoxiao came out of the bedroom and went straight to his wine cabinet.

The cabinet was huge, and the dazzling array of drinks looked like precious works of art. She tiptoed and picked up a few bottles indiscriminately.

I had a bottle in my arm, a bottle in each of my left and right hands, not forgetting a cup.

Go back to the bedroom, kick the door up with your feet, and then worship several bottles of wine on the dressing table one by one, and go into the bathroom to take a shower.

About half an hour later, she changed into a pink nightdress and came out.

With damp hair, she stared at herself in the mirror blankly.

Some jerky picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew the eyebrows, then picked a brighter color lipstick and wiped it off, and then threw the lipstick back annoyingly.

Open the bottle and pour the wine.

She didn't know what she was holding, only knew that after pouring a glass, it was full of spicy wine, which was rich and intoxicating.

With a gentle sigh, she rarely called Si Mocheng.

The phone rang for a while before connecting: "Hello."

It was still a calm and restrained voice, mellow as a spirit in a glass.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help holding the phone with both hands, and said softly, "Uncle."

"En." Simocheng responded briefly, but he was listening very carefully.

After a moment of silence, Li Xiaoxiao finally asked: "When are you coming back?"

Si Mocheng frowned. Today is not the weekend, and she would never go home at all.

"Where are you?" he asked coldly, faintly aware that her emotions seemed to be wrong.

"At home," she said softly.

Si Mocheng frowned and looked at his watch, then said, "I'll be back at eight."

"Good." Li Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaoxiao." He called her name in a deep voice.

"En?" She asked softly.

"You are at home and wait for me to go back." He asked a little nervously.

Li Xiaoxiao smiled: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

After receiving a positive response, Si Mocheng was a bit more steadfast.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiaoxiao's mood improved a bit and checked the time.

At half past six, it will take an hour and a half for him to return.

Looking at the wine glass in front of her, she didn't hesitate anymore and drank it with her head up.

Spicy and irritating, she was choked with tears.

The scorching temperature swept through the taste buds, spreading down the throat to the stomach, as if igniting a sea of ​​fire, with hot temperature, but also an inexplicable pleasure.