Chapter 1025 Love Is Love

Li Xiaoxiao looked away from him, and said softly, "I...that's it..."

Her voice is soft, like a cloud in the sky, innocent and sincere.

Si Mocheng lowered his eyes slowly, stood in a stalemate for a few seconds, then suddenly turned over and left, then wrapped her in a quilt.

"Stay here and don't move."

After saying that, before Li Xiaoxiao could react, she turned her head and went into the bathroom again.

Listening to the sound of splashing water, Li Xiaoxiao stared at the ceiling and thought wildly.

Why does she feel that the little uncle is a little pitiful.

But she can't help it.

Women, it is always inevitable.

Twenty minutes later, Si Mocheng came out of the bathroom covered in air-conditioning.

At a glance, he saw the little thing wrapped in a cicada chrysalis by himself on the bed, really motionless, staring at the ceiling, thinking wildly.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, and he walked to the bed and looked down at her.

"Comfortable?" he asked in a low voice.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't know why, so she looked at him with flickering eyes.

Si Mocheng's cheeks softened, and he said in a gentle voice, "Sleep like this if you feel comfortable."

Immediately, he turned off the light and went to bed, lying on the side of the bed.

Li Xiaoxiao lay like a silkworm chrysalis for a long time, listening to his even breathing by her side, she felt a little dissatisfied.

Why doesn't he hug her.

Slowly took his arm out of the quilt, kicked out a slender leg, then arched and rubbed into his arms, then looked up at him with his little head up.

Si Mocheng tapped her head lightly, and covered her with the quilt.

Then he lightly kissed her on the forehead: "Sleep."

"You hug me..." Li Xiaoxiao said dissatisfiedly pressing against his chest.

Si Mocheng was silent for a while, and slowly hugged her in his arms.

Only then was Li Xiaoxiao satisfied, but she didn't feel sleepy yet. After all, she usually didn't go to bed early, but when Si Mocheng was around, she was strict with her.

"Si Mocheng, why do you like me?" Li Xiaoxiao still couldn't help asking.

Si Mocheng's voice was calm and low: "Like is like, do you need a reason?"

Li Xiaoxiao thought about it and thought it was the same.

After being honest for a while, she couldn't help but ask again: "Then when did you start liking me?"

Si Mocheng slowly opened his eyes in the dark night, thinking carefully.

When did you start liking it?

He couldn't remember either.

I just remember how pitiful she looked when mother and grandfather wanted to send her away when they knew her identity.

I remember that later she followed him with her shofar braids and asked him why he called him little uncle.

I remember that when she grows into a girl, she will always be pestered by those bastards.

I remember that every time he went on a mission, she would reluctantly say that she would miss him.

Emotional matters are never clear.

But he knew that when she was coveted more and more, the jealousy in his heart surged.

He wanted to keep her by his side forever and give her everything better.

Think about if one day she was with another man, he didn't know what he would do.

It wasn't until Li Xiaoxiao thought he wouldn't answer that she heard his deep voice next to her ear.

"Before I knew it myself."

Li Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, turned over and looked at him, looked at him and said softly, "I don't want to leave you."

Si Mocheng looked directly at her with black eyes, and gently pinched her small chin: "If you want to leave, you have to ask me first."

Li Xiaoxiao kissed his chin lightly, the faint stubble was a different touch.

She lay back in his arms and said softly, "I will protect you well."