Drifting Towards You

But he didn't wear a military uniform today, his temperament was gentle, and he didn't look like his usual coldness at all.

So much so that he only thought he was familiar, but he didn't think about that kind of big person at all.

Simocheng looked down at him condescendingly, and slowly said: "I can't see the two things. First, the dark and evil forces are arrogant in front of me. Second, make fun of my woman."

Xu Tian finally knelt on the ground with a ‘poof’ this time, his face pale.

And he committed both.

Xu Tian closed his eyes a little desperately, thinking that this time even the sect master might not be able to fish him out.

Simocheng pulled Li Xiaoxiao and said warmly: "Go home."

"Great."

Until Thunder and the others appeared, Li Xiaoxiao's heart was completely let go.

Li Xiaoxiao followed Simocheng into a military vehicle and took a few steps. Simocheng paused and turned to look at Xu Tian and said coldly: "You are right, no matter how hard a bone is, no matter how powerful it is, you still need it in front of absolute power. Bow your head."

Xu Tian's mouth trembled slightly, and he remained silent.

That woman from the Tang family pitted her miserably this time.

Tang Ziyan has been hiding in the alley, watching this scene with shocked eyes.

This man... Is this man Si Mocheng?

Thundering sensitively noticed that someone was peeping, and when he looked up, his eyes were sharp, like two sharp swords.

Tang Ziyan subconsciously covered her mouth and hid back a bit, her heart beating nonstop.

He is Simo City?

Is that Simo City?

How can it be?

Isn't Li Xiaoxiao an orphan? How can you get involved with people of this kind of status?

A panic flashed in Tang Ziyan's eyes, and she ran away from the other side of the alley.

An hour later, Si Mocheng and Li Xiaoxiao arrived home.

Li Xiaoxiao went upstairs first, and Si Mocheng had something to explain to Thunder.

When he was finished, Li Xiaoxiao ran up all at once, stretched out a little hand and started to unbutton his shirt.

Si Mocheng caught her little hand, his eyes were deep: "Xiaoxiao."

"Let me see?" Li Xiaoxiao said.

"Girls must be reserved." Simocheng said warmly.

"I'm not a girl, I don't want to be reserved." Li Xiaoxiao insisted on unbuttoning him, wanting to see how badly he was injured.

Although he can fight well, she doesn't believe that he is not injured.

"Then what are you?" Simocheng spoke softly, refusing to let her continue to explain, but asked her back.

"I'm a woman, a woman!" Li Xiaoxiao emphasized, standing on tiptoe.

"Well, woman." Simocheng said with a chuckle.

"Don't change the subject for me, hurry up and take off my clothes!" Li Xiaoxiao took out the momentum of the little housekeeper, with a serious face.

Si Mocheng sighed softly, rubbed her little head and said warmly: "Go take a bath, and then eat."

When the words fell, he passed him to the bedroom.

Li Xiaoxiao hurriedly chased after him, and squeezed in through the door like a worm, "Can you take it off at all? I am really angry if you don't take it off!"

Si Mocheng was silent.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him, his eyes were sore, his eyes were red.

When you say that you change your face, you change your face. For a while, that little face is eager to weep, and it is pitiful that it cannot be said.

Si Mocheng couldn't, so he had to circle her into his arms: "If you dare to cry, you will be punished to stand in military posture."

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, no matter what he said, she reached out and continued to unbutton his buttons.

Simocheng didn't stop him this time, and let her white and tender little hands unbutton the buttons little by little, revealing strong muscles.

Li Xiaoxiao began to take off his clothes, throwing away his shirts in a ball, buzzing: "Let me see."