Chapter 935 It's Not Unwashed

Seeing that there was only the last piece left, he suddenly lost his feet and fell into a strong embrace.

"Little... little uncle..."

"What's your name?" Si Mocheng frowned, looking down at her.

Facing his sharp gaze, Li Xiaoxiao panicked and stammered, "Si...Si Mocheng."

Only then did his face soften a little, he carried her into the bathroom and said, "Take a shower, I'll ask someone to prepare the clothes."

Li Xiaoxiao stood under the shower in a daze, with a big quilt on her body.

Listening to him talking, looking at him stupidly.

Si Mocheng couldn't help rubbing her little head: "You want me to wash it for you?"

Hearing this, Li Xiaoxiao finally came to her senses, took a step back, and hurriedly shook her head: "No...don't!"

A look of pampering flashed across Si Mocheng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "It's not that I haven't washed it before."

Li Xiaoxiao's little face flushed with a 'shua', and she glared at him a little angrily: "You... get out, get out!"

Si Mocheng didn't tease her anymore, and couldn't help but kiss her small face: "Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Li Xiaoxiao bit her lips and remained silent, until Si Mocheng left and closed the bathroom door, she was relieved.

After removing the quilt, he looked at the bathroom.

Worried about getting wet, he tiptoed to the door and quietly opened the door with a gap as thick as a finger.

Si Mocheng stood by the window and just lit a cigarette, and saw that a corner of the quilt was slowly stuffed out of the gap, and then it got bigger and bigger, and the gap in the door also widened a bit.

He turned around, crossed his legs, leaned slightly on the balcony, and looked at it with interest while smoking a cigarette.

Li Xiaoxiao worked hard for a few minutes before throwing the entire quilt out, and then carefully closed the bathroom door tightly, and then said softly against the bathroom door: "Little uncle, can you put the quilt back on the bed?"

Si Mocheng squinted his eyes and smoked, but didn't make a sound.

But just after finishing speaking, Li Xiaoxiao came to her senses, stuck out her tongue and asked tentatively, "Simocheng?"

He didn't like her calling him little uncle.

But these three words were the words that appeared most frequently in her nineteen years.

It's a habit and a dependence. Now I suddenly have to change my mouth, and I always feel a little uncomfortable.

Si Mocheng stepped forward with long legs and responded, "En."

Li Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the shower and took a shower.

She lowered her eyes lightly, water droplets hung on her eyelashes, and patches of pink on her snow-white body were traces left by him.

It hurts... Although it is indeed the unspeakable pleasure in the book when reaching the high point.

But the two times I came down, it was really so painful that I wanted to cry.

How to do it?

what to do……

What should she do in the future.

Li Xiaoxiao stood under the shower in a daze, a little dazed.

Everything is messed up, all messed up.

About half an hour later, the door of the bathroom opened, and a lot of hot air gushed out.

Si Mocheng looked up at her, and she changed into the clothes he had someone send her.

The light pink sweater and jeans are tightly covered, and nothing unusual can be seen.

Meeting his gaze, Li Xiaoxiao stopped where she was, a little at a loss.

She really didn't know what to do.

She slept with him again, several times.

At this time, I told him to go back, said to separate from him, probably looking for death.

But do you really want to go back?

She didn't know how to face Si Mu, nor what to do in the future.

If one day Si Mocheng falls from a high position because of her, she will definitely regret it.

Just thinking about it, Li Xiaoxiao's heart hurts like a needle.