Eternal Burning

What's so amazing about you? Breaking up is breaking up, I don't care. He lowered his eyelids, his tone was a little dull, he couldn't tell if he had sobered up, but he woke up a little more.

Well, it's not uncommon...

I was going to use the old way to coax him, but it didn't work this time. He didn't seem to hear me at all, just immersed in his own world.

I don't care at all! He glared and said fiercely, I don't care who you are with and how you are doing! If you don't want me, will no one want me?

To say that he was drunk, he was quite logical, and to say that he was not drunk was by no means his style when he was sober, nor what he would say when he was sober.

But how can you be so heartless? I sold my binoculars, I took back what I gave, and I want to take the dog away... As he spoke, he lost his ruthlessness, showing a bit of daze, I have nothing, and you like It's not even me.

This really makes no sense.

I raised my hand and stroked his cheek: Okay...

The skin was hot, and the slight redness on his cheeks had now spread to his eyes. I rubbed the end of his eyes with my fingertips, he didn't notice, just continued his condemnation.

How can you like someone else?

Eyes are red...

How can you dance with someone else?

His voice was trembling, and when he said the last word, a tear fell from his eyes, and it was hitting my lips, bitter and salty.

Chapter 57: Only This Sentence Is False

He really knows how to deal with me. As soon as he acted like a spoiled child, his rationality disappeared; he pretended to be pitiful, and all his principles were crumbling; now that he sheds a tear, my heart can no longer be hardened.

What are you crying for? I held his profile and wiped away the tears left under his eyes. Even when he was so old, he shed tears.

He turned a deaf ear to my words, stared at my lips, and carefully touched the corners of my lips with his fingertips—where there were still his unsung tears.

Holding the slightly wet fingertips in front of him, he seemed a little unbelievable, unable to believe that this weak substance was produced in his body.

I cried... He looked even more shocked than I was, I cried for you?

His tone was as if I was the bastard who didn't take his feelings seriously and bet on other people's feelings, and shedding a single tear for me was a blasphemy against love.

Then I didn't cry, I didn't see anything. I quickly changed my mind.

I don't know what I said wrong, he moved his eyes from his fingers to my face, waved my hand, and in an instant, the spikes all over his body stood up.

you liar! Are you completely exposed now? You don't care about me at all, and you don't care about me! Blushing eyes, the more he talks, the more he hates him. His good deeds to me are all fake. He lied to me. You like my dad, how can you like him?

It's so hard to coax...

I raised my hand and wanted to touch him, but I was afraid that he would resist. After hesitating, I had to give up and lie down obediently back to the ground.

I'm not that into your father... I tried to sort out with him the difference between chasing a star and having a crush.

You just love him! However, Shang Muxiao doesn't listen to me at all, you still want to dance with him!

Where did he get the idea that I wanted to dance with Shang Lu? Why should I dance with Shang Lu?

To say that he can still find some basis for misunderstanding for his many false speculations about me before, then this matter is too baffling.

None of you want me...I hate you... He said disgust, but his body leaned down and kissed my lips.

The wine jīng magnified all his emotions, making him feel wronged to the extreme at one moment, and hated to the extreme at the same time.

The two emotions tugged at him and finally merged into one, both of which turned into dissatisfaction with me.

I hate you... He rubbed against my lips, a moment of gentle probing, and a moment of rough gnawing.

The smell of whisky is transmitted through saliva, and it is very aggressive, directly piercing the part of my brain that maintains sanity, paralyzing it, throwing it away...

I raised my hand again, not caring whether he would open it or not, I grabbed his arm, and blindly grabbed his clothes with my fingertips.

The body temperature gradually rose, and Shang Muxiao's movements began to get out of control, going deeper and more excited.

It was as if someone had poured a ton of spirits into his head, and it was as if he had been stuffed with cotton, and the kiss was inseparable, and the corner of his eye was suddenly shaken by the light outside the door.

Thanks to this ray of light, I suddenly woke up, regained my body's sovereignty from the hands of instinct, and forcefully lifted the Shang Muxiao from my body.

Unprepared, he threw his butt to the side, and his expression was blank for a few seconds before he realized what was going on.

I forgot, you don't like me touching you\u0026helli

p;... he muttered.

I sat up and ignored him. There was a tingling pain in the lower lip, which seemed to be bitten, and the button of the shirt was unknowingly torn a few pieces.

Only this sentence is false. I bowed my head and said while tying the buttons, I haven't lied to you otherwise.