After the stitches were done, Song Xi took Mo Sen home.
Of course, she went back to her little apartment.
Along the way, perhaps even Song Xi herself did not realize that she was holding Mo Sen's hand tightly and never let go.
Mossen's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
After returning to the apartment, Song Xi quickly helped him sit on the sofa and started to busy himself around.
She poured him a glass of ice water. Just as Mo Sen took the cup in his hand, Song Xi slapped her forehead and quickly pulled the cup out of his hand.
"By the way, you have an injury on your hand, it's not good to drink ice water, I'll go get you some cold water."
She turned around to refill the water, but her wrist was grabbed.
"Eh?"
Mo Sen just stared at her face steadily and slowly curled his lips. At that moment, Song Xi was almost stunned.
She already knew how charming and alluring he was, like a fairy.
Thinking back, she had been infatuated with him more than once, although she didn't want to admit it.
But she had never seen him smile.
He, he is so handsome when he smiles, he is going to make her crazy.
She swallowed and murmured, "Huahua, stop laughing."
There was a hint of confusion in Mossen's beautiful silver eyes. He was a little cold to her before, and she was afraid of him. Now he smiled at her, and she forced herself not to smile.
Are all human women such strange and contradictory creatures
"Have you eaten yet? I'll go cook. Wait for me. It will be ready soon."
Song Xi seemed a little nervous.
Mo Sen got up and went to the kitchen, half leaning on the door frame, watching Song Xi's busy back.
Although Song Xi was cooking, she could not ignore the burning gaze coming from behind her.
She turned around and saw the pretty boy Huahua who was looking at her intently.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Song Xi held the spatula in one hand and touched her face with the other, "Am I ugly?"
After not seeing her for such a long time, Huahua has become more and more charming, but she, on the other hand, sits in front of the computer at home every day and is almost becoming an unkempt, decadent stay-at-home girl.
Standing next to him, it was quite a stark contrast.
Uh... it seems like the blow was a bit big.
Mossen listened to her and felt that after all this time, this woman was still cutely stupid.
He took a few steps forward, lifted her chin with his uninjured right hand, lowered his head slightly, and placed a gentle kiss on her brow.
Song Xi suddenly froze, his eyes wide open, and the hand holding the spatula loosened unconsciously, and the spatula fell to the ground.
Her hands hung at her sides, helpless and nervous, tightly clutching the corners of her clothes.
After a while, Song Xi suddenly came back to his senses, put his hands on Mossen's chest, and pushed him away.
"Go, take a shower, and you can eat later."
She seemed panicked, her tone was confused, "Well, there are your... clothes in the closet, and don't let water get on the wound."
Having said that, she stopped looking at him.
From Mosen's perspective, he could see a layer of pink blush creeping up on her pretty face, which looked extremely adorable.
Mosen stopped teasing her and went to take a bath as she asked.
His clothes were kept in Song Xi's closet. In fact, there was only one closet in Song Xi's small apartment.
Mossen opened the closet. His clothes were washed clean and hung together with hers, looking very harmonious.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
In the kitchen, Song Xi raised his hand and touched his forehead unconsciously.
Huahua, he actually kissed her. Although it was only on the forehead, but...
Oh, I'm still so shy...