But these are not the point. The point is that the arm she was pressing seemed to be cramped. After a burst of heartbreaking pain, she couldn't even lift it.
Huo Yanyue's brows furrowed tightly. Nangong Xi seemed to notice her and raised his eyes and looked over: "What's wrong?"
"No...it's okay."
Huo Yanyue moved her arms with difficulty, and the sound of the wheelchair sliding slightly came to her ears. As soon as she turned around, she saw Nangong Xi appearing in front of her at some point, and the man's slender fingers touched her. Her arms were pinched neither lightly nor hard.
At the first moment, Huo Yanyue was so occupied by the soreness in her arm that she was completely unaware of the situation the two of them were in. After a while, she calmed down and was attracted by Nangong Xi's serious look. , I don’t know why, looking at it from this angle, the person in front of her seems to be a stranger she doesn’t know.
But the concentration in Nangong Xi's eyes was not unfamiliar to Huo Yanyue, because she had seen it in Huo Yannian's eyes before, of course not when he was looking at her, but when he was helping Yu Shengxia cover the quilt.
"Move and look."
With these thoughts in his mind, he didn't notice that his gaze had been resting on Nangong Xi's hand for a long time.
It wasn't until a man's voice came to her ears that Huo Yanyue came back to her senses and raised her arms: "Okay... much better."
The two of them are not actually close to each other. After all, Nangong Xi can only sit in a wheelchair now, so there is always a little distance, but Huo Yanyue clearly feels that his face is burning. This has never happened before... ever. No man ever massaged her numb arms.
Looking up at Nangong Xi again, he had returned to his previous indifferent appearance, as if he had done nothing just now.
For some reason, Huo Yanyue felt a little disappointed in her heart, but it was only for a moment. She touched her hot cheek. Really, is it because she lacks love recently? How could such a small action be like this
As if to cover up his embarrassment, Huo Yanyue coughed lightly: "Thank you, you...how can you give a massage?"
Nangong Xi had already turned on the phone, looking at the screen without even looking in Huo Yanyue's direction, and said calmly: "Forgot."
For a moment, Miss Yan Yue felt that she was quite stupid for asking such a question.
I went to the bathroom and washed my face, then read the information for a while, discussed some things with Nangong Xi, and it was time for dinner.
The dinner at the manor varies between Chinese and Western styles, it all depends on Mr. Xi's taste today, but most of them are Chinese food, which is full of color, flavor and nutrition.
Huo Yanyue bit her chopsticks, thinking about the planning she just told Nangong Xi. She only had her own opinion, but Nangong Xi's attitude seemed quite satisfactory. Is this man so trusting of her? Does he really feel that there is no difference between himself and Luo Yu
When Huo Yannian lost his memory, they used a lot of materials to prove that they were family and relatives. The people on Nangong Xi's side must have done the same. Even if they had to block external information, they would definitely prove that Luo Yu was his assistant. Well, but she has no proof, so he trusts her so much
With these thoughts in his mind, Huo Yanyue had already asked the question. Nangong Xi paused slightly, looked at Huo Yanyue, and said nothing.