"It's so messy, I'll help you clean up.      .                                                 

After saying that, Mo Xiaohe rushed into the house of Shanluo. Of course, this was because Shanluo had no stop, otherwise how could she have entered.

The light hanging on the ceiling was hit by a water cup and flashed and turned off at this moment, and seemed to be completely extinguished at any time.

Mo Xiaohe did not have a headache by the messy room. She cleaned up and said, "It's so messy, are you feeling a little more comfortable after venting?"

"No matter how hard you are, look at it, how can you sleep tonight?"

Shanluo's eyes flashed as Mo Xiaohe cleaned up the house for him. Although the dim environment was gloomy, for some reason, his inner violence inexplicably reduced a little.

The girl who can warm up the winter seems not to care that Shan Luo is in anger now, and she is not worried that he will hurt herself. She cleaned up the fragments on the floor by herself. Because Shan Luo did not speak, she seemed to be talking to herself and was not bored.

"You are so powerful, there shouldn't be anything that makes you feel difficult, and you are so cold, there shouldn't be someone who makes you lose your composure!"

"But, I believe, you will be able to get out of the difficulties soon."

Mo Xiaohe did not ask why Shanluo was so angry, nor did she mention what happened in the game today. She knew that he needed someone to comfort him, not someone to listen to him tell stories.

Shan Luo was silent for a long time before speaking: "You go back, thank you for your kindness, I'm afraid I will hurt you."

He could feel anger burning in his heart, and he couldn't suppress it even if he suppressed it.

Mo Xiaohe paused slightly, and she smiled and said, "I'll help you clean up before leaving, and you won't hurt me."

The cotton on the floor, various clothes, and even some food, wine bottles, and especially the fist marks and pits on the walls, seemed to have been bombarded, which made Mo Xiaohe frightened.

He is indeed degenerate!

For some reason, looking at Mo Xiaohe's back bent down to clean up the floor, Shan Luo felt an inexplicable evil fire in his heart, and his sunglasses could not block the blood in his eyes. He felt that the blood was burning all over his body, so he began to approach Mo Xiaohe involuntarily.

"Luo Can, thank you." Mo Xiaohe said softly, her voice was very soft, and if she didn't listen carefully, she wouldn't even hear it.

Shan Luo came behind Mo Xiaohe and asked in a low voice: "What are you grateful for?"

Smelling the fragrance emitted from Mo Xiaohe's body, he felt his whole body relaxed, and his previous boredom was reduced a lot, but the evil fire in his abdomen was increasing.

"There are many things that need to be thanked for." Mo Xiaohe picked up the clothes on the ground and smiled. She turned around and directly crashed into Shanluo's arms. She immediately retreated in panic and said sorry.

Looking at Mo Xiaohe's flushed cheeks, Shan Luo suddenly felt dry mouth. At this moment, the lights made repeated sounds and completely turned off. The room suddenly became dim and neither of them could see each other's face clearly.

Mo Xiaohe's breathing became rapid, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Is there any backup light source?"

"No more." Shan Luo slowly approached Mo Xiaohe, his voice seemed a little hoarse: "Xiaohe..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Xiaohe replied softly. For some reason, although her heart was beating very fast, she did not feel afraid or frightened, because the one in front of her was a solitary retreat, not others.

These days, the time after the evening was what she most looked forward to when she was in school during the day, because she could meet him, even if she didn't know his appearance, she could see that Shanluo was not a bad person. That attack on the bully who bullied her and the night's play made her gradually lose her.

"Why aren't you afraid of me? I'm so irritable and fierce, why didn't you avoid me?" Shan Luo stood in front of Mo Xiaohe and asked with his head down slightly. His faces were less than three centimeters apart, and he could feel the heat coming from each other's breathing.

The air was filled with ambiguous aura, Mo Xiaohe was as confused as she was, and her voice was as delicate as a mosquito whisper: "You have never been cruel to me, but you have protected me."

Shanluo's breathing became heavier and heavier. He suddenly hugged Mo Xiaohe and kissed him. In the darkness, the clothes in Mo Xiaohe's hand fell directly to the ground. She made a buzzing sound and wanted to push Shanluo away, but she was not strong enough.

As if gunpowder was ignited, she became more and more violent, and her hands began to be dishonest. Mo Xiaohe became more and more panicked. Although she was obsessed with her, it did not mean that she was willing to give herself up like this. She beat She was desperately trying to push him away with her hands, but she had lost her mind at this moment, so how could she let go?

Just when Danluo wanted to go further, he suddenly felt a drop of water drop on his right hand. His perception ability was far beyond ordinary people, but he felt the girl in his arms begin to feel depressed and dead. He suddenly shook his whole body and his hands subconsciously relaxed.

"Bang!"

Mo Xiaohe slapped Shan Luo in the face and ran out the door sobbing. With a bang, Shan Luo woke up after the door was closed. It turned out that the water droplets on his right hand were tears.

When he thought of the gentle words that Mo Xiaohe comforted him before, the evil fire and violence in his heart receded like a tide, and his fists were even more clenching, and he had hurt someone just now.

Sighing, Shanluo turned around and walked towards the door. He was worried that something might happen to Mo Xiaohe. Although she might go home directly, he still couldn't help but want to go downstairs to take a look.

Walking down the stairs, the cold winter air conditioning made him gradually calm down. There was too much to say today, and he shouldn't be so arbitrary.

Besides, even if Ai Qing'er said everything she said was true, she had been lying to herself, so why should she be persistent?

Fate gathers and parts is a dream.

"If it's true, thank you for accompanying me all the way."

Shan Luo looked up at the night sky outside the corner of the stairs and murmured, the cold moonlight shone on his face, and the expression on his face became calm again.

...

The hills were pitch black under the night, and the lights emitted from the surrounding residential buildings could not fully illuminate it. In a small pavilion halfway up the mountain, Mo Xiaohe squatted on the ground and sobbed, her heart full of grievances, and more of complaining about Shan Luo treating her like this, but she did not hate her.

This pavilion is off the mountain road, and it is already at night, so no one will come here.

However, at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came into her ears. She quickly looked up and saw a black shadow walking towards her along the path, scaring her so much that she quickly got up and retreated. Just as she wanted to hide in the woods behind her, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Xiaohe, it's me."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She wiped the tears from her face and asked, "What are you here? You go, I don't want to talk to you now."

After saying that, she turned her back to Shanluo. Now she just wants to be alone and be quiet.
Chapter completed!