Drifting Towards You

"Are you home?" Xie Yunfan said softly.

"Arrived."

"Are you free tomorrow?" he asked bluntly.

"Well, it should be there." Li Xiaoxiao thought for a while and nodded.

"Then I will pick you up tomorrow."

"Where are you going?" Li Xiaoxiao asked.

"Take you to the cemetery of your parents. You were still so small back then. They probably don't know how beautiful you are now."

When it comes to his parents, Li Xiaoxiao feels a little depressed.

Sometimes she thinks, if their luck could be a little better, how good it would be to have the dullest life and the simplest happiness.

Rather than always being like today, as long as she thinks about it, she will feel heartache and regret for them.

"They will be very happy to see you." Xie Yunfan said again.

"It would be nice to see us, you found me." Li Xiaoxiao said softly.

Xie Yunfan smiled, his eyes gentle.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiaoxiao took out the family portrait, stood in front of the window and looked at it, with gentle eyes and a touch of satisfaction in his eyes.

Si Mocheng opened the door and entered, but she didn't even notice it.

He stared at her back for a long time, stepped forward slowly, and gently hugged her from behind: "Xiaoxiao."

Li Xiaoxiao turned his head, looked at him, and held up the photo in his hand to show him a bit: "Look, this is Ma Ma, this is Baba, this is Xiao Jue, this is my brother, this is me... "

Simocheng's gaze paused slightly on the photo, but within a second, he withdrew his gaze.

He lowered his eyes and hugged her tighter, silent.

"My brother even had baby fat when he was young, do you see if we look alike." Li Xiaoxiao said to himself.

"He said that father and mother are in a good relationship, if they are still there, I don't know what it will be like now."

...

However, Si Mocheng didn't want to listen anymore, lowered his head and kissed the back of her neck, inch by inch, reaching out in front of her with his big hand, pushing up the pajamas.

"Um...itchy." Li Xiaoxiao shrank her neck and turned her head away.

He immediately turned her around and bit her lip severely.

The wet tongue slipped into her mouth, soft and moist, entangled with hers, sucking and kissing.

"Well……"

His kiss became more and more fierce, and Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help it.

Her eyes turned black and her calves were a little soft.

The sky was spinning, and he pressed harder step by step, she was a little hard to breathe, but she couldn't dodge at all, and she had to raise her head to bear.

Si Mocheng's eyes were deep, tinged with dashes of red.

He looked at the little woman with blurred eyes and slightly swollen lips, and pulled her to the bed.

Li Xiaoxiao was panting heavily, and he could even see golden stars in front of him, spinning constantly.

In the next instant, he bullied himself up.

Kneeling on one knee between her legs, calling her in a deep voice: "Xiaoxiao."

"you……"

Li Xiaoxiao wanted to ask him what was wrong, but the next moment, the voice was swallowed in his kiss again.

The clothes were scattered in a beautiful scene, and he kissed every inch of her skin, very violently.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it, sobbing and swaying under him.

Si Mocheng looked at the woman under him, her hair spread out, with a somewhat natural arc, his eyes dim, his face was crimson, and his lips were slightly swollen, and he was completely in two looks.

"Woo...stop...stop, Si Mocheng." Li Xiaoxiao cried and begged for mercy, unable to resist.

"Uncle...oooo..."