After dinner, Song Xi quickly went to clean up the dishes.
Mossen sat on the small sofa, staring at her back, somewhat absent-minded.
After washing the dishes, Song Xi rummaged through the drawers in her room and finally found a set of wrinkled men's clothes at the bottom of the closet.
This was the clothes she bought for her father, but it was too small and the store refused to accept returns or exchanges, so she could only keep it at the bottom of the closet at home.
It comes in handy now.
"Well, just make do with this for tonight. I'll buy you something else tomorrow."
Mossen looked at the clothes in her hands and didn't quite understand what she meant.
Song Xi thought he disliked the clothes, so she explained in a good-tempered manner: "I bought this for my dad. Don't worry, it's new and has never been worn."
Mossen suddenly stood up from the sofa. He was very tall, and Song Xi's small body looked like short legs in front of him.
"You, what are you doing? I just want you to take a shower. You're not going to beat me up for this!"
Song Xi was so scared that she covered her eyes and dared not move.
Mossen was a stranger to her. She didn't even know his temper or personality, nor did she know his background. Even if he had lost his memory, what if he somehow got crazy and attacked her
This man was so big that he could knock her out with just one punch. She had no ability to resist at all.
However, this was purely Song Xi thinking too much.
Mossen took the clothes from her, stood in front of her, and looked at her trembling with nervousness, feeling even more disgusted with her.
What is this human woman thinking? She is so timid and yet she dares to bring him home.
The clothes that Song Xi was holding tightly in her hands were taken away. She swallowed and slowly put down her hands that were covering her eyes.
The man was holding the clothes in his hand, staring at her intently. She seemed to see a hint of disdain in his silver eyes
"Well, the bathroom is over there."
Song Xi pointed to a small room next to the bedroom, and Mossen walked past her.
The feeling of oppression from the man disappeared, and Song Xi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah!" Song Xi, who had recovered, suddenly exclaimed.
That man doesn't even remember how to use chopsticks, could it be...
Thinking of this, she rushed to the bathroom.
Mossen didn't close the door, and he had just taken off his shirt when Song Xi came in.
"Ah!" Song Xi screamed and suddenly closed her eyes. She didn't know whether to leave or stay.
Mossen glanced at her unhappily.
"Don't get me wrong, I, I, I'm just here to help you drain the water."
She closed her eyes and groped her way through, stumbling to the switch. After turning it on, she turned around and rushed out at the speed of light.
When Mo Sen came out of the shower, Song Xi had already fallen asleep on her little sofa.
He slapped her on the head without any gentleness. Song Xi felt pain and staggered, almost falling off the sofa.
The angry look froze in an instant after seeing Mossen.
This man is so handsome. He manages to wear such wrinkled clothes in a high-end and classy way. His messy chestnut hair is dripping with water, and he looks indescribably sexy.
Song Xi would never admit that she was jealous.
Such a man who is more charming and sexy than a woman is really hateful.
While she was still in a daze, Mossen grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the sofa with force, then lay down himself.
Although he hated this human woman, he still couldn't do such an ungentlemanly thing as letting a female sleep on the sofa while he slept in the bed.
"You want to sleep on the couch?"
In response to her, Mossen closed his eyes.
"Well, whatever you want."
Song Xi shrugged and went back to her room to sleep on the bed.
It was he who didn't want to sleep in the bed, so it's not her fault.