Yu Li seldom cries, and never cries in front of outsiders, because she doesn't want to waste her tears on useless things, and crying won't solve any problems.
The few times she cried were all because of her overly pitiful boyfriend.
The man raised his hand to protect the back of her head, his palm was warm, and with his other hand he lifted her chin. He lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, then kissed her eyes tenderly.
His voice was hoarse, and he coaxed gently: "I was wrong, baby, don't cry."
After hearing Yu Li say those words, Bai Jingmo's heart felt like it was soaked in warm sour water, feeling numb and astringent.
How could there be such a person?
He can even detect his emotions and what he is thinking without him saying anything.
Bai Jingmo thought that he would never let Yu Li go in his life.
Even if he died, he didn't want to let go.
It's okay to be mean and selfish.
Because he really couldn't accept a world without her, and couldn't see her choosing anyone else.
Bai Jingmo lowered his head and kissed the girl's face little by little. His movements were gentle, as if he was treating a delicate and fragile porcelain doll.
"I'm not uncomfortable."
"I'm so happy that I have such an amazing girlfriend. I just want to catch up with you."
When Bai Jingmo saw what Yu Li did to Mu Chengsi in the box, he was not very shocked. Instead, he felt that it was as he expected.
His girlfriend was amazing, he had always known that.
He lowered his head and rubbed her face, and wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingertips. He smiled and said, "I don't want you to feel sorry for me because of this. When I catch up with you, I will use this to exchange for a reward, okay?"
Yu Li looked up at him, the corners of her eyes were still flushed and her eyes were moist. She just looked at him quietly without saying a word.
"Just the reward?" She tilted her head. "Can't you have both?"
Bai Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then he chuckled, "I'll listen to you."
He bent down and kissed her hair, "I'll listen to you."
Yu Li looked at him with red eyes: "Then will you tell me if you are unhappy next time?"
The man's fingertips brushed across the corners of her eyes.
"meeting."
After getting the answer, Yu Li didn't say anything else, but directly grabbed the man's collar and pressed her lips against his.
The next second, someone hugged her waist and took control of her.
Yu Li did not resist. She put her hands on the man's shoulders and obediently raised her head to endure his demands.
The soup pot next to him was bubbling, the temperature in the kitchen was gradually rising, and hot humidity was brewing in the air. It was hard to tell whether it was the scalding steam coming out of the pot or the burning love.
The man's heavy breathing was in her ears. Yu Li slowly narrowed her eyes, and the tears at the end of her eyes sparkled in the light.
Crying to others won't solve any problems, but crying to Bai Jingmo can solve 99% of the problems.
And the remaining one percent is spent in bed.
Even if she cries, the man won't stop.
"Click--" The stove was turned off, and then he was picked up by someone.
Yu Li subconsciously put her arms around the man's neck, hung her legs around his waist, and held her body firmly.
She tilted her head and asked softly, "Don't you want to drink the soup?"
"Drink later."
The man's voice was hoarse with an ambiguous tone. "It's not ready yet."
From the kitchen to the living room, then up the stairs step by step, and finally to the most familiar room, the man's steps were always steady, and it didn't look like he was holding someone in his arms.
With a "click", the door was closed.
In the dim room, only the light on the bedside was glowing dimly. In the silence, the sound of clothes being taken off became particularly clear and also particularly ambiguous.
Yu Li was originally lying on the bed. She half-propped herself up, squinted her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her, with the end of her eyebrows raised quietly.
Soon, the man's tall body pressed down, casting a shadow. His voice was hoarse and tinged with lust, "Li Li."
The man exuded a strong aggression, mixed with a faint scent of pine, which overwhelmed her.
This is Yu Li's most familiar and favorite scent.
Her brows relaxed and she raised her hand slightly.
The man understood instantly, grabbed her arm, then leaned down and let her hug his neck and lowered her head, and the smell of their bodies completely blended together.
The night fell, and it started drizzling outside the window. The sound of rain hitting the window was crackling, but the room was charming and warm. The fallen leaves swayed in the air, like tears dripping from the corners of a girl's eyes.
In a trance, Yu Li remembered the last question she asked.
This is something Bai Jingmo didn't know.
She asked, "Are there any prerequisites for those of you who are chosen by the copy?"
It is impossible for the system to randomly select people to participate in the dungeon.
Mu Chengsi was stunned at first, then told her: "There are many prerequisites for being selected, such as being desperate or on the verge of death."
"But most often, it's because the system takes advantage of our desires."
"It tells us that as long as we have enough points, it will help us fulfill our wishes."
Once people have desires and things they want to do, they can be easily exploited.
Her eyes fell on the man's profile, and Yu Li slowly hugged his neck, thinking in her heart.
Does Bai Jingmo want something too...
What is it?
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In the end, Yu Li really couldn't get up to drink the bowl of soup. She lay on the pillow and felt the man next to her gently get up. She closed her eyes and groped the man's arm, and said vaguely: "Save the soup, don't pour it out, drink it when you wake up."
Seeing that she was so sleepy but still thinking about the soup, Bai Jingmo couldn't help but chuckle, and bent down to kiss the top of her head.
"Okay, I'll put it in the refrigerator. You go to sleep first. I'll be back soon."
He walked downstairs wearing his coat. The soup in the pot had already gone cold. He picked up the phone that had been left on the stove for a long time, turned on the screen, first thanked the aunt for the steps to make the soup, and then stored the soup in the refrigerator according to Yu Li's instructions.
He walked into the living room, picked up Yu Li's cell phone, and planned to bring it to her.
Auntie and Mu Hehe are not here today, so the downstairs seems particularly deserted at the moment.
But it didn't matter much because there was someone waiting for him upstairs.
Thinking of this, Bai Jingmo's brows softened.
He was just about to go back upstairs when he suddenly felt the phone in his hand vibrate slightly. He looked down and realized it was his own phone.
But when he saw the name on the note, Bai Jingmo's originally gentle expression suddenly froze, and his face turned colder little by little.
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