Chapter 27: The street that rained in such a deep night

Xiao Mingming was stunned. If you like someone, you like someone. What should I do?

You know, I didn't have time to spend with you, he spoke cautiously

You only have time to sleep with me? Her eyes were a little red

If you have to say that, he nodded. It is much easier to have sex than to get along with you. It is not difficult to give you an orgasm. With a certain amount of time, energy, and skills, you will have visible satisfaction.

She felt the blood was getting cold again. He was not ungent or cruel.

But I'm really not sure if I love you...

How do we maintain this relationship? I have had a girlfriend before, but when she left me, she said it very clearly that I didn’t have time to accompany her. I just kept working overtime every day on projects and business trips. Today we have a feeling because we have the opportunity to get along, but this state will change soon. You will find that it is not that wonderful.

Actually, I don’t know if you have more lust or more favorable feelings for you. I think you are the same as me, and enjoy the feeling of committing to sex, and then...

Are you afraid that I will stick to you? Xiao Mingming pulled his clothes tightly, his hands really hurt a little. Is the wound ruptured?

What did he say later? Xiao Mingming felt a buzzing sound echoing in his mind

Sometimes, it is better to be unaware of it than to be informed. In fact, I shouldn't bring you here, and I overestimate myself.

I never said I didn't like you, but I just thought it was unrealistic

There is more than love in the adult world. I may be a good bedmate, but not necessarily a good boyfriend. I will disappoint you.

But obviously, although it was a bit cruel to say that, it started to be messed up, how could it get better later?

She covered her ears and felt dizzy. She didn't want to hear or know what he was saying.

Finally, he seemed to say he was tired, so he took her hand down: Mingming, go take a shower, you have any injuries, I'll help you

Xiao Mingming felt so strange. He clearly longed for his arms and wanted to confirm his feelings, but why did he really come here and do the same thing as before, and even know that he likes her, but he is even sadder than before?

She whispered: You go first

When He Zeng took a shower, he found Xiao Mingming sitting on a chair with his legs wrapped in a bathrobe, with some blood stains on the bed sheets and the bathrobe.

You... He looked at Xiao Mingming

It's okay, that's fine. She responded weakly.

He never wanted to carry her to bed to rest, but Xiao Mingming kept shaking his head and refused. He couldn't say anything, so he had to sit with her.

Let's sleep for a while, he said

I just want to see you. She tried hard to hold back the urge to shed tears.

Later on, he was also sleepy

When I woke up, I found myself sleeping on the chair with a bloody bathrobe on my body, as if it was a sign of the deep and shallow wounds he brought to her, and Xiao Mingming was gone.

The east is white, and the wine is gone