Chapter 1231 I Thought It Was Too Late

Chapter 1231 I thought it was too late

At this moment, it was dusk and sunset, and the afterglow fell on the floor, creating a magnificent glow.

Xi Luo sat in the living room with wet hair and a bathrobe smoking a cigarette.

Not long after, Zong Zhan came wearing the same bathrobe and holding freshly ground black coffee in his hand.

He snatched Xi Luo's cigarette and stuffed the coffee cup into her hand, "Are you hungry?"

Xi Luo shook her head, then stared at the man's cigarette, frowning dissatisfiedly: "Why are you snatching my cigarette again?"

Zong Zhan bent down and picked up the trousers on the floor, and took out a box of women's menthol cigarettes from it, "The flue-cured tobacco is strong, smoke this."

"When did you buy it?" Xi Luo took the cigarette case and looked at it, it was the brand she often smoked.

Zong Zhan didn't answer, and sat down beside her, staring intently at her profile, with deep emotions in his eyes.

After going through the personnel affairs for the first time, Xi Luo actually didn't change much, she didn't see any shyness or dodging, even if she felt a little unwell, she wouldn't be coquettish and 'domineering'.

They met for more than three years, and some deep-rooted ideas collapsed in an instant, and it was difficult to maintain the state of the heart that was watered and washed by ecstasy.

And more, it is reluctant.

Zong Zhan just looked at Xi Luo so intently, at the remaining charm between her brows, at her calm and composed expression.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, he took her coffee cup and put it on the table, before Xi Luo could speak, he hugged her tightly.

The strength is almost out of control.

Xi Luo subconsciously struggled twice, Zong Zhan ran his rough fingers through the hair at the back of her head, and murmured hoarsely, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's much better." Xi Luo twisted her waist and pulled his arm, "Why are you hugging him so tightly, relax, it's hot."

Zong Zhan let her go as promised, not only that, but also deliberately got up and walked to the corner of the living room, and turned on the air conditioner.

In an instant, he returned to his seat and hugged Xi Luo on his lap again, his hands stronger than before.

Xi Luo: "..."

What is he crazy about.

Zong Zhan leaned back against the back of the sofa chair, and stroked the woman's chin with his fingers. Some words stuck in his throat, and he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to speak.

In the end, he could only say a very straight line: "Xi Luo, I'm very happy."

Xi Luo stretched out her arms to take the coffee cup, but she withdrew her hand when she heard the words, and laughed at him with her head tilted, "Your straight man has a cancer attack?"

Why is he like this?

Zong Zhan tightened his grip on her waist, and his Adam's apple rose and fell several times before he lowered his head to her forehead, feeling emotionally, "I thought it was too late..."

Too late to meet her, too late to get her, too late to be her only one.

Xi Luo's expression changed subtly, and finally realized something was wrong with Zong Zhan, "Is it so unacceptable?"

No wonder just now on the bed, he kept his head buried in her neck, and in just twenty minutes, he still refused to look into her eyes.

"It's not hard to accept, it's unbelievable." At this time, Zong Zhan's eyes drooped slightly, covering the glint in his eyes, "I don't know it's your first time, does it hurt?"

Xi Luo keenly captured a word, also.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, her red lips curled up unconsciously, "Aren't you, you are in your thirties, and you are still a chicken?"

Normally, Zong Zhan would probably argue with her.

But after a long time of being unable to calm down, he candidly responded to this ridicule, "It's not anymore."

Xi Luo grabbed the man's bathrobe and raised his chin frivolously, "Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"

Zong Zhan's deep and dark eyes fell on the woman's face without blinking, "Have I ever lied to you?"

His expression was more serious and sincere than ever.

But hidden in the depths, it is unspeakable joy and joy.

Before today, Zong Zhan convinced himself to accept all of Xi Luo's past.

After today, Zong Zhan knew very well that he didn't want anyone else except Xi Luo.

Xi Luo sat in his arms without saying a word for a long time, she was surprised, but she did have a little joy in her heart.

It felt like unpacking a blind box, unprepared to unwrap the biggest surprise.

It is a surprise and a joy.

Zong Zhan looked at the slight curvature of her mouth, lowered his head and held her lips, "Baby, what mood?"

"It's quite unexpected." Xi Luo kissed him back twice, teasing with sly eyes: "No wonder..."

The rest of the words were blocked by the man.

The first time for both parties will inevitably be accompanied by various embarrassments and emergencies.

YouQi knew that this was the first time for Xi Luo, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Afraid of hurting her, afraid that she would cast a shadow over this matter.

And everything is Zong Zhan's own emotions fermented in his heart. He cares too much and is so happy that he ignores Xi Luo's strong ability to accept and her magnanimity that is different from other women.

...

Of course, this kind of thing has two things.

Once the gate is opened and the sweetness is tasted, it is basically difficult for a man to restrain the most primitive impulse.

At five o'clock the next morning, Zong Zhan completely broke Xi Luo's perception of his physical fitness.

The bedroom was dark, and the man who hadn't slept all night was lying on his side beside the bed.

With his palms resting on the back of his head, he traced the outline of the woman with his fingertips through the light leaking in from the curtains.

Xi Luo didn't know, Zong Zhan just watched her silently all night.

It wasn't until daybreak that he couldn't help making trouble with her.

At this moment, Xi Luo hadn't woken up yet, felt the itching in the corner of her eyes, pulled up the quilt, turned over and muttered dreamily: "If you are dishonest, I will chop off your claws."

Zong Zhan ignored it, turned back to the woman's shoulder and asked her in a low voice, "Bao'er, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Don't eat, don't eat, get up." Xi Luo patted him irritably, and he was so angry when he got up.

Zong Zhan bowed his head and kissed her, and put his hand into the quilt, "I can't eat it."

Xi Luo paused for three seconds, opened her eyes and looked at him quietly, "Do you think I kicked you?"

"Let you kick." Zong Zhan put his arms around her head, pressed his handsome face and grabbed the woman's red lips, "Baby, it's almost dawn, and the spring night is short."

Xi Luo was helpless and unable to refuse, feeling the man's gentle and lingering movements, she also became a little excited.

I don't know if it's because the dim light can especially magnify the senses, but she always feels that Zong Zhan is more gentle and delicate than yesterday.