Chapter 1863
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Only Si Moyan and Long Xiluo were left in the room. He came to the bed and sat down. He stared at the pale face of the woman on the bed and reached out to touch it gently.
Long Xiluo's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes. Si Moyan quickly withdrew his hand and looked at her coldly.
"What's wrong with me?" Long Xiluo raised her hand and touched her forehead. She completely forgot what had happened earlier.
Shouldn't she be eating with him in the restaurant?
"Long Xiluo, it seems that you really want to die!" Si Moyan glared at her angrily.
Long Xiluo was stunned for a moment. "I don't know what you're talking about, but I can tell you that I don't want to die! I don't want to die at all. My son is still sick, and it's a very serious illness. I want to see him get better. I want to grow up with him, marry him, and have children with him. "
When Si Moyan heard her words, an inexplicable anger surged in his chest. "It seems that you only have your son in your heart!"
"Yes, I only have him in my heart. There's nothing in this world that belongs to me. He's the only one that belongs to me. I didn't understand it before, but now I do. I'll only make it up to him in the future." Long Xiluo really felt that she had let Lin 'er down.
"Heh. Don't tell me that you don't care about anyone other than your son?" Si Moyan clenched his fists tightly. He really wanted to strangle her.
"…"
"I care about people. They're different from Lin 'er," Long Xiluo answered truthfully.
"Long Xiluo, you're really good!" Si Moyan stood up and strode away.
When he went out, he slammed the door loudly.
Long Xiluo was stunned for a few seconds. Was he angry again?
But … why would he be angry?
Long Xiluo really couldn't understand him.
She had sweated a lot because of the fever, and now her body was particularly sticky and uncomfortable. She wanted to get up and take a bath, but she had no strength at all.
Forget it. She should sleep first and take care of her body.
She didn't want to die.
…
After Si Mancheng brought Mu Xiyou home, he carried her into the bathroom. As soon as they took off their clothes, he couldn't wait to press her against the wall and start kissing her.
Mu Xiyou was used to his passion and impatience. She raised her head slightly, feeling the warm water and his love. She felt as if she had flown into the clouds.
After the two of them showered, Mu Xiyou blow-dried her hair and ran over to Si Mancheng to dry it. Si Mancheng was working on his computer, so he did not pay attention to her.
After Mu Xiyou was done, she began to massage his shoulders.
Si Mancheng held her little hand and said, "Rest. You've been tired for the whole day."
"It's okay. I'm not tired at all. I just want to give you a massage so that you won't be so tired." Mu Xiyou pulled her hand back and continued.
Si Mancheng could see her in the mirror. She was wearing lavender pajamas, and her long black hair fell over her shoulders. She was massaging his hair seriously.
His heart unconsciously softened a little.
"How fortunate. If only we could stay like this forever." Si Mancheng chuckled. He also felt that he was very fortunate.
Long Sijue met the love of his life, Su Qianxun!
Tang Zui married Gu Mian, whom he fell in love with!
And he met Mu Xiyou, who was kind and virtuous. She might not be very pretty, but she was very gentle, considerate, and knew how to take care of others!
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