After Mo Shiqian put her down, he walked around the end of the bed and returned to the bed.
After lying down for ten minutes, the pain in my waist was indeed aggravated by holding heavy objects. It was so painful that I couldn't sleep.
He closed his eyes, reached out and rubbed it. After rubbing for a while, he stopped, moved closer to the woman lying on her side, picked up her hand... and used her hand to rub it instead of his own.
The slightly cool and soft fingers were actually not as strong as he himself could control.
But the touch is fascinating.
Chi Huan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he used his hands without permission.
“…”
I don't know how long it took, but Chi Huan was so sleepy that he fell asleep -
When there was only a little consciousness left, she vaguely felt the man's lips kissing her, covering her eyebrows, cheeks, and lips.
His movements were very gentle, so she ignored him and indulged herself into sleep.
… …
the next morning.
When Chi Huan woke up, he found himself pestering the man like an octopus.
She was startled, and just as she was about to let go, the man's slightly depressed voice sounded, "Are you awake? Get off my waist."
Chi Huan immediately got up, feeling very embarrassed that she took the initiative to pester him with her hands and feet.
But soon, she pursed her lips and asked with a straight face, "I was obviously sleeping on the sofa, why did I come to the ***?"
"You didn't just run to me, you climbed on top of me.<>"
“…”
"It must have been you who got me to bed in the middle of the night."
"I didn't let you crawl on top of me and hug me and refuse to let go."
No wonder Mo Shiqian was deeply resentful.
Chi Huan usually sleeps with her teddy bear in her arms. Even if she goes out for filming or sleeps in a hotel to catch an announcement, she will also sleep with her pillow in her arms. In short, she is used to holding something in her arms when sleeping.
But he is different. What he has been used to over the years is sleeping alone without anyone around him.
He didn't say whether he could accept Chi Huan, at least he couldn't get used to it for a while, especially—
Half of her body was pressed against his waist.
With his wife in his arms, he was woken up by her, and then his body was burned to death by her. Finally, the fire was extinguished, and she pressed the injured area again.
I didn't sleep much all night, but she slept soundly.
His injuries worsened.
Chi Huan got out of bed. Looking at his face, he knew that he didn't sleep well and was not in a good mood. He curled his lips and said lightly, "I just treat you as my teddy bear. I just said what?" It’s not that comfortable to hold, it’s so hard that it hurts your hands.”
Mo Shiqian looked at her expressionlessly.
Chi Huan ignored him and went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
After working for a long time, when she came out, the man was still sitting there in the same posture as she entered, staring straight at her with calm eyes, a look of depression and resentment on his face. <>
Like a child having a tantrum, waiting for her to coax him.
She walked over anyway, "You can't get out of bed and even wash yourself, can you?"
The man remained silent.
Chi Huan shrugged, "I will not serve a serious patient who is paralyzed in bed. If you really can't get out of bed, call someone to take you to the hospital. Don't expect me to take care of you."
Mo Shiqian lifted the quilt and got out of bed, taking off his pajamas calmly.
"Mo Shiqian, I don't allow you to be naked in my house, not even above or below... ah."
Before she could finish her sentence, she was covered by the man's pajamas.
By the time she took off her clothes, he had already walked past her and walked towards the bathroom.
The figure on the back was quite angry.
She watched his figure disappear from the door of the bathroom, the look on his face became dull, and layers of loneliness dropped.
… …
Breakfast is made by Chi Huan himself, and it is a nutritionally balanced breakfast.
Mo Shiqian was silent from beginning to end. Chi Huan felt that he had a kind of... If you don't coax me, I will ignore you.
Does she really want to care about him
Wasn't it because he was so shameless that he wanted to stay at her house
Wasn't he the one who carried her back in the middle of the night to risk her own death
Even lost his temper. <>
The man's handsome face was stern, and the line of his jaw was tense, looking expressionless and indifferent.
As she tore up the toast and slowly fed herself, she raised her eyes to look at his perfect profile, and asked casually, "Didn't your wife call you? If you were going to Paris, you should have arrived by now." Bar."
Mo Shiqian didn't even glance at her, but said calmly, "Don't talk while eating. Didn't anyone teach you?"
Chi Huan, "..."
… …
After breakfast, Chi Huan saw the man sitting on the sofa with a frown on his face, playing with a teddy bear with his fingers, looking careless, but she still noticed his discomfort and tolerance from his subtle expression.
She walked over and said, "Are you going to stay at my house forever?"
"Recuperate."
"How could you care so much? If it's serious, go to the hospital or ask the doctor to come and take a look at you."
He said calmly, "I like to be raised like this."
“…”
Mo Shiqian looked at the woman across the coffee table, raised his hand and waved, "Come here."
Chi Huan stood still.
He said, "I have been pressed by you all night, come here and give me a squeeze again."
She walked over anyway, sat down next to him, and stretched out her hand to give him a squeeze.
Mo Shiqian looked at her drooping little face, focused and well-behaved.
Give him an illusion.
I don't know how long it took, but Chi Huan wrinkled his face and shook his wrist, "I won't squeeze it anymore, my hands are sore."
He hummed and said, "It still hurts."
"My hands are sore, you can pinch them yourself."
The man said calmly and hoarsely, "Kiss me, maybe it won't hurt."
Chi Huan, "..."
She raised her eyes and was about to speak, but she was caught off guard by his eyes, which were looking at her like a bottomless pool.
Chi Huan stood up immediately, curled his lips and said, "Then you can continue to feel the pain."
After saying that, she picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and went to the study.
She pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows and let the cool breeze in the early autumn morning blow her mind. Then she took a deep breath and dialed Feng Xing's number again.
The voice on the other end was always lazy, "What's wrong?"
"Mo Shiqian's waist injury seems to have worsened."
"Um."
A simple word that couldn't be more obvious and perfunctory.
"Bring a doctor over to take a look at him."
"He'll find it himself if he needs it."
Chi Huan frowned, "He needed it, but he didn't find it."
Feng Xing, who was on the other end, suddenly chuckled, "He is not anxious about his injuries. Why are you anxious?"
She pursed her lips and said nothing.
"You like him that much? You like him very much... right?"
"If his injury gets worse, he will have to stay with me. Of course I hope he gets better soon."
"If he doesn't see a doctor, he just wants to drag out his injuries so that he can stay with you, Chi Huan, if you didn't like him, he would have made a big fuss..."