Ruan Xin's eyes were exposed from the quilt, and the ends of them were very red. She stared at Mo Zhifei without saying a word and never let go.
His cold eyes seemed to show confusion, and his eyelashes were moving slightly.
Mo Zhifei looked down at Ruan Xin, curious.
Runxin's eyelashes are very long, but the color is not as dark as ordinary people, but the light chestnut color. They look very soft and tremble slightly, more like a small fan with perfect shape. He quickly He lowered his eyes, and a row of shadows cut off his eyes, covering the bottom of his eyes.
Ruan Xin silently let go of her hand, and then covered her whole face in the brocade quilt.
When Mo Zhifei saw this, he quickly pulled the quilt off him and said, "You can't cover your head with the quilt like this."
With a hoarse voice, he lowered his head and said, "I don't feel well."
"I know, you should have a good sleep here first, and you will feel better when you wake up."
Ruan Xin couldn't help but reached out and pulled his hand with her hot fingers, "I can't sleep, can you stay with me?"
Mo Zhifei was stunned.
If he hadn't known that Ruan Xin had a high fever, he probably wouldn't have believed that Leng Ao Ru Ruan Xin would one day beg him to accompany him in such a low tone.
And... And Ruan Xin also pulled his finger.
It was as if she was acting coquettishly with him.
But Ruan Xin's fair face looked as cold as ever.
It was precisely because of this contrast that Mo Zhifei's heart was aroused.
Mo Zhifei could easily push away Ruan Xin's hand, but he was pulled by Ruan Xin's hot fingers and he couldn't let go.
He thought he was calm enough, so he looked at Ruan Xin with firm eyes, said "hmm" frankly, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
He stared at Ruan Xin, looking at it a little unscrupulously.
In the past, he only thought that Ruan Xin was good-looking, but had a very irritating temper. Most people really couldn't stand someone with Ruan Xin's temper.
But for some reason in the past two days, every time he stared at Ruan Xin carefully, he felt that Ruan Xin was ridiculously good-looking.
He didn't know how to describe it, but his eyebrows were pretty, his eyes were pretty, his nose was pretty, his lips were pretty... he looked good everywhere.
Mo Zhifei looked at it, and his eyes fell on Ruan Xin's eyes again, and they suddenly met Ruan Xin's eyes - he found that Ruan Xin was also looking at him.
Mo Zhifei felt his throat tighten inexplicably, and couldn't help coughing and said: "Why are you looking at me like this? Go to sleep quickly."
Ruan Xin's eyes were unblinking, and she suddenly spoke in a very low and hoarse voice: "Young Master."
He called him slowly.
When calling him, the fingers holding his hand lightly stroked the curve of his fingertips twice.
Mo Zhifei was a little itchy by him, but he still had to force himself to calm down: "What's wrong?"
And Ruan Xin looked at him with cold and moist eyes, not wanting to miss a single moment, she looked at him so closely, and when she spoke, she didn't know if she was sick, as if she had taken off all her usual care. Armed with indifference, his tone sounded so innocent and harmless.
He looked at him and said, "I like you."
Master, I like you.
Although Mo Zhifei had long known that Ruan Xin liked him, this seemed to be the first time he heard Ruan Xin confess to him.
It's very straightforward and very painful.
Mo Zhifei lowered his head and looked at Ruan Xin's fingers moving slightly on his hand. After a while, he nodded and said, "I know."
Ruan Xin's fingers were very hot, and there seemed to be a mist in his eyes. He asked in a low voice: "Then do you like Ruan Xin?"
Mo Zhifei did not answer immediately. He remained silent, as if he was thinking about how to answer so that he would not be unhappy.
But Ruan Xin didn't know whether it was because she was impatient or lacked the confidence to listen to his answer. Ruan Xin quickly pulled her hand back, then closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep."
"Xinxin..."
Mo Zhifei wanted to talk to Ruan Xin, but Ruan Xin closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
But Mo Zhifei saw his eyelashes trembling slightly, and Mo Zhifei held back a smile and called him, "Xinxin, stop pretending, I know you're not asleep."
However, Ruixin still remained unmoved.
Mo Zhifei was playful and couldn't help but leaned over, scratched his eyelashes with his fingers, and said with a low smile, "Are you still pretending?"
Ruan Xin's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she opened her eyes all of a sudden.
When Mo Zhifei looked into his eyes, he realized that he was suddenly very close to Ruan Xin's face, as if he was only a stone's throw away.
Staring at Ruan Xin's eyes so closely, I realized that Ruan Xin's pupils were also quite light. No wonder he looked so cold and indifferent when looking at people.
However, it is too beautiful to be true.
Mo Zhifei stared at such a pair of eyes, feeling inexplicably nervous. He subconsciously told himself to get up immediately.
Mo Zhifei thought about it and did it. He supported the bed and wanted to get up, but Ruan Xin suddenly hooked his neck. Probably knowing that he couldn't use the strength to push him down, Ruan Xin raised his neck slightly and raised his head. , without any clue, her lips touched his lips.
The heart-wrenching breath became more and more hot, as if it was carrying a stormy wave, covering Mo Zhifei's lips in short exhalations and inhalations.
It was the warm and cool breath he imagined.
It was very soft and comfortable, but at the same time, my heartbeat seemed to be beating so hard that I could no longer bear the pleasure and was about to explode.
Therefore, before Mo Zhifei had time to react, Ruan Xin only touched his lips briefly, then left his lips slightly, hugged his neck, and subconsciously grabbed hard. She grabbed his shirt at the back of his neck, breathing heavily while looking at his face so close.
I don't know why I was deceived.
He didn't expect that the sick Ruan Xin would suddenly pounce on him and kiss him.
Although he just kissed her lips lightly and left, Mo Zhifei was still confused.
But when he was still dazed, Lu Xin held his neck with both hands, her watery eyes were a little bright, she looked at him lingeringly, and told him breathlessly: "Master, this is my... first kiss."
Mo Zhifei finally came to his senses, "Ah."
He raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Xin, who was very close at hand. At this moment, Ruan Xin's eyes were bright, as if looking at him expectantly.
Mo Zhifei heard Ruan Xin whisper again: "Master, can you kiss me again?"
The seemingly innocent young man was now like a greedy wolf cub, swallowing his throat and saying he wanted to kiss again.
Mo Zhifei felt that not only his heart was beating, but his head was about to explode...
But no matter how much he was teased to the point of losing his mind, he never forgot that Lu Xin was still ill, and he was still in his own house, and his parents would be back at any time...
If he continues to quarrel with Lu Xin, I'm afraid it will really get out of hand.
Therefore, Mo Zhifei didn't care whether Ruan Xin would be disappointed or not, so he took off Ruan Xin's hot hands from his body, stood up from the bed, frowned and said, "You rest first, I'll go out for a while. "
(End of chapter)