Mossen stood aside, watching Song Xi calmly put the quilt and pillow on the small sofa.
After making the quilt, she straightened up and looked at the man who looked too charming and still pale.
"are you hungry?"
Mawson nodded.
"Then wait a moment, I'll go cook something," she clapped her hands, and suddenly remembered that the man was still very weak and the doctor said he needed to be well nursed back to health, "Do you want to eat fish?"
It happened that when she passed by the supermarket after get off work, she bought a fish. She thought that she had been very tired at work recently and had to take care of a sick patient, so she bought it to reward herself.
Mossen frowned in an instant, and his already pale face looked even sicker.
Such a feminine and beautiful man, with a delicate and soft body that is easy to be pushed down, is really enough to make people swallow their saliva.
Song Xi was a little infatuated for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses.
Song Xi, what are you thinking about? This man is now dependent on you, eating your food, drinking your drinks, and using your things, just like a vampire!
It's so hopeless. It's shameful to be obsessed with such a parasite!
"Don't you like fish?"
Song Xi looked at his expression and it seemed to be not very good.
Of course not! Mawson shook his head.
"Then I won't be a fish." Song Xi said, but she couldn't help but complain in her heart: Stinky man, it's so hard to please.
She suddenly felt like a little maid in ancient times, with a miserable and hard life.
Song Xi went to cook, while Mo Sen wandered around the small apartment.
The apartment is not big, but the decoration is quite cozy. From the plush dolls that can be seen everywhere, it can be seen that Song Xi is a doll-obsessed person.
When Song Xi finished cooking and walked into the small living room with the plates, Mo Sen was staring at the photos on the coffee table.
In the photo, a woman with a silly smile is making a stupid scissors hand gesture to the camera.
There was no special dining table in the small apartment. When Song Xi put the food on the coffee table, she noticed that Mo Sen was staring at her photo. After a while, he looked up at her.
"What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?" Song Xi subconsciously wiped her face, thinking that something got on her face while she was cooking.
Mo Sen slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman wearing a panda apron with her hair casually tied up, and he felt a little disgusted in his heart.
This woman looks stupid no matter how you look at her.
He is not well yet, and will go back as soon as he is well. Staying with such a woman will lower your IQ.
"Let's eat."
Song Xi handed Mo Sen a pair of chopsticks with a smile. Mo Sen took it and held it in his hand, but did not move for a long time.
"Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?"
Song Xi stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth, and his cheeks puffed up like a ball, which looked quite cute.
Mossen looked at her hands, tried to hold the chopsticks like her, and then picked up the food.
However, the dish was dropped.
Tried it a second time and the dish fell off again.
The third time, Song Xi watched him pick up the food and felt a little nervous for some reason.
Under Song Xi's nervous and expectant gaze, Mossen tried to pick up the food for the third time, but failed.
Song Xi raised her head and stared at Mo Sen.
A faint blush appeared on Moshen's paper-white face, and an atmosphere of embarrassment gradually spread.
"It's okay, just use a spoon." Song Xi quickly stuffed a spoon into Mo Sen's hand, lowered his head, and stuffed rice into his mouth.
It's strange, why does she feel so embarrassed? It's not like she doesn't know how to pick up food.
By the way, he is a grown man but he doesn’t know how to pick up food.
Could it be that amnesia has caused one to forget even their instincts