"Oh." Mo Xi'er responded to him with a vague nasal voice. She lifted the sheets and got out of bed. She wanted to find some clothes to change into when going out, but she was startled when she caught a glimpse of a set of clothes neatly placed next to her. .
The clothes belonged to her, a very warm coat. Qing Muchen had obviously taken it out for her, and stacked them neatly on the small cabinet beside the bedside lamp.
Mo Xier stared at that suit of clothes for a long time, and was lost in thought for a few seconds.
When did you become so considerate
Mo Xi'er was used to his roughness, but when she suddenly saw him being so attentive, her head was completely confused.
"I'll wait for you downstairs." Qing Muchen walked out of the room before her as if nothing was wrong.
Mo Xi'er came back to her senses, quickly changed into her clothes after closing the door, washed her hair briefly, and followed him downstairs.
As soon as I walked down the stairs, a tangy fragrance of flowers suddenly hit my nostrils.
It was the scent of roses she was familiar with, the smell of Charlotte.
Mo Xi'er was startled for a moment, her eyes followed the source of the aroma, and when she finally settled on the restaurant, she was slightly shocked.
Today’s dining table is exceptionally beautifully arranged. The small white tabletop is covered with bright Charlotte flower petals, surrounding the dining table like a piece of colorful fabric. A large bouquet is decorated in the center. The entire dining table ,Extremely Beautiful.
Qing Muchen sat at the dining table, his handsome face tilted his head in her direction, and he stared at her with raised eyebrows.
"My parents are not here today. It's just you and me at home the whole day."
"Oh." Mo Xi'er came back to her senses, looked back as if nothing had happened, and walked towards him in a few steps.
When she came to him, she wanted to pull out the chair and sit down. As soon as she stretched out her hand, Qing Muchen took a step ahead of her and helped her pull the chair away.
This was one of the few times he acted like a gentleman in front of her.
He was like this, once again making Mo Xier stunned.
Qing Muchen didn't give any explanation for his behavior. He held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and elegantly cut the food on his plate.
Today’s lunch was prepared exquisitely, all in French style.
Mo Xi'er didn't wake up until now, and her stomach was already empty.
Holding the fork in her hand, regardless of image issues, she stood up and wanted to fork a piece of roast duck breast with rosemary. Next to her, Qing Muchen suddenly pushed his dinner plate to her.
There was a lot of food on his plate, including grilled lamb chops, baked snails, and baked crabs, all of which Mo Xier liked.
He cut every piece of food very delicately, even kicking out the meat and bones in a subtle way.
Mo Xier stared at the dinner plate he brought and was stunned for the third time today.
She didn't expect that what Qing Muchen had just cut was serving her, and she didn't expect that he would be in such a mood to do such a thing today.
Qing Muchen was still helping her cut the food very quietly, cutting small pieces and passing them to her without saying anything.
Mo Xi'er lowered her face lightly, picked up a small piece of duck breast that he brought and tasted it, the corners of her lips slightly curved upward.
Today's lunch tasted surprisingly good.
After lunch, thinking about Mo Ye who was not yet discharged from the hospital, she stood up from her seat.
"I'm going to the hospital first! I'll be back soon!"
She seemed to be in a hurry. She didn't even have time to tie her shoelaces, and she hurriedly wanted to walk out of the door.
Qing Muchen turned his back to her slightly and glanced at her scattered shoelaces. When her legs had already stepped out of the hall, he suddenly said, "Don't go!"