Mossen came out holding on to the wall and seemed to have no strength at all.
The enchanting handsome face was still pale, but for a feminine and beautiful man like him, this fragile and weak appearance actually added a bit of pitiful charm.
Although, "I feel pity for you" is used to describe women.
But Song Xi felt that it was most appropriate to use it on Mo Sen at this moment.
He seemed to have just experienced something extremely painful. Not only was his face pale, but even his sexy thin lips were completely white.
Not only that, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
To be honest, this was the first time Song Xi saw him sweat.
Even when he was stitched without anesthesia last time, he didn't even groan, let alone sweat from the pain.
One can imagine how much pain he had just experienced.
Song Xi quickly ran over to help him.
"Mosen, are you okay?"
Mossen waved his hand and gave her a faint smile, comforting her and trying to make her feel at ease.
Song Xi helped him sit on the sofa and quickly took out a tissue to wipe his sweat. While wiping his sweat, he couldn't help but said distressedly: "If you change back next time, I think you should stop taking the medicine. I don't care. I feel uncomfortable seeing you so uncomfortable."
Hearing her rambling, Mosen couldn't help but raise his hand and hold her hand that was wiping his sweat, "I'm really fine, don't worry."
Song Xi simply put his hand down, "I'm not worried, I'm just afraid that if you die accidentally, I'll be in trouble."
Mossen knew that she was just being stubborn and said nothing more.
"Are you hungry? How about I make something to eat?"
I got up so early in the morning and did all these things. It seems like I haven't even eaten yet.
"I'm not hungry," he shook his head. Since she already knew his biggest secret, he didn't mind her knowing a little more. "Actually, I don't eat much."
"Small?" Song Xi couldn't help but repeat it, and then looked at him puzzledly, "How small can it be?"
"I only eat one meal a day, about one bowl of rice."
Song Xi was stunned.
Is this a human being? He only eats one bowl of rice every day!
Well…
It seems that they are not human beings at all.
Song Xi silently recalled the scenes of the two of them eating together in the past. It seemed that he really didn't eat much.
Many times, she was eating so much that she didn't even notice whether he had eaten or not.
When I finished my meal and looked at his bowl, it was always incredibly clean.
She remembered that she had once teased him, asking him if he licked the bowl after eating, so that it was so clean that he didn't need to wash it.
It turns out that he was just eating for the sake of politeness and didn't eat much. No wonder the bowl was so clean.
Then Song Xi recalled how she ate a lot in front of him, with an appetite like a pig.
Suddenly, I felt unwell.
There is no harm without comparison.
She is a woman, a delicate woman, but she eats twice as much as a grown man. This feeling is so subtle.
But if you think about it in another way, he is not a human being, so you cannot measure him by the same standards as humans.
Thinking of this, Song Xi felt balanced.
However, she still expressed surprise at his extremely small stomach capacity.
"Well, brother," Song Xi patted Mo Sen's shoulder, "Can you tell me how I was able to feed you to such a large size with your delicate stomach capacity?"
Won’t everyone be malnourished
Mawson: “…”
This woman is being stupid again.