Mobile reading

He put down the medicine box and beckoned to him, "You come and sit, I'll treat your wound, and I'll go to the hospital for a tetanus shot later, don't get an infection." ”

"It's not that exaggerated, this little wound can't kill anyone." Mo Beichen didn't think so, but in action, he obediently walked over, sat down beside her, and then stretched out his hand to her.

She didn't regret being speechless for a while, because someone didn't care much about the wound, and she thought he really didn't care at all. At this time, seeing the hand stretched out in front of her, she was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she unscrewed the medicine bottle, dipped a cotton swab in a little iodine, and held his large bony hand with the other hand, and gently rubbed his wound with the cotton swab.

The wound was cut very deeply, and the liquid medicine entered the wound, Mo Beichen retracted his hand imperceptibly, and looked up at him without regret, "Does it hurt?" ”

Mo Beichen hurriedly said: "It doesn't hurt, I have rough skin and thick meat." ”

Unrepentant glanced at him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Beichen rarely saw her smile, and at this moment he saw the corner of her mouth slightly hooked, it was obviously an ordinary smile, but he seemed to be stunned, and there was a slight sweetness in his heart.

"You look good when you smile, you should laugh often."

The smile hanging on the corner of her mouth disappeared, she coughed lightly, lowered her eyes and carefully treated his wound, the man's fingers were slender, and the burning temperature spread from her fingertips to her heart, she wanted to ignore this strange numbness, but the more she cared, the clearer it became.

She took a few strokes to treat his wound, put a band-aid on it, and said, "The wound is very deep, I suggest that you go to the hospital for a tetanus injection, otherwise it will be very troublesome to get an infection." ”

Mo Beichen watched her withdraw her hand, and he reached over with some nostalgia and grabbed her hand.

The atmosphere was a little delicate for a while, and she looked at the fingers pinched by him in a daze, and looked at the faint flame in the man's starry eyes, she suddenly withdrew her hand and stood up, "I'm a little dizzy, go sleep for a while." ”

After saying that, she hurried into the room, closed the door, her body trembled lightly against the door, but her heart beat like a madman, she pressed it on top of her heart, but her heart beat more and more happily.

She closed her eyes, walked over to the bed, and lay down on the bed as if she were dead, waiting for her palpitating heartbeat to subside.

Mo Beichen sat on the sofa, his fingertips still had the temperature of his fingertips, her body temperature was very cold, even in the room, there was a little bit of coolness.

He lowered his eyes to look at his tightly bandaged fingers, raised his head, looked at the closed door of the room meaninglessly, and sighed faintly for a while.

I didn't regret lying on the bed, at first I was cranky, after a while, she fell asleep, and slept until the next morning, she opened her eyes, the sky was just bright outside the window, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Pulling back the curtains, the cityscape of the Portuguese capital came into her eyes without warning, and looking at the strange walls, she felt like she was in a foreign land.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a moment, until she was fully conscious, and then she turned and went into the bathroom to freshen up, and halfway through the wash, she heard footsteps walking outside the door.

She turned off the faucet and said vigilantly, "Who?" ”

"It's me, you're awake?" Mo Beichen's voice came from outside the bathroom, the voice was very close, as if it was outside the bathroom, her face stiffened, she hurriedly took a bath towel to wrap her body.

She said coldly: "I'm taking a bath, I'll come out in a while, you go out first." ”

Lonely men and widows are in the same room, and some embarrassing situations can not be avoided, such as at this moment, I don't regret trying to tell myself that Mo Beichen didn't mean it, but there is still a sense of unhappiness in my heart.

Even if he didn't mean it, he should have heard the sound of water in the bathroom before he entered the room, and if he didn't go out, it means that his character is not clean.

This is really wronged Mo Beichen.

He knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered the door, and he was inexplicably afraid in his heart, worried that she would disappear, and pushed the door open and came in, and he was even more worried if he didn't see it.

Standing next to the big bed, he was at a loss for a moment, so he directly ignored the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Hearing that she was taking a bath at the moment, he suddenly had a dry mouth, he was a normal man, Gu Qian had left him for four years, he had never had a woman by his side, he had seen the body without regrets that night, and her body appeared in his mind at this moment, and it couldn't be shaken down.

His voice was hoarse, "Oh, breakfast is ready, you can wash it and come out to eat." ”

Without regretting it, she pricked up her ears to listen to the movement outside the door, until she heard the door being closed again, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took a shower in three or two, picked up her clothes and put them on.

She didn't regret just taking a shower, her skin was slightly red from the heat, she wiped her hair, didn't pay attention to the skin care products on the side, and went out directly.

Mo Beichen was setting up breakfast, and when he saw her hair wet coming out, he raised his head and looked at her, "Go and dry your hair and come back, the porridge is still a little hot." ”

Without regretting touching her wet hair, she said, "It's okay, just let it dry naturally." ”

Mo Beichen got up and walked over to her, took her shoulders to the sofa, forcibly pressed her on the sofa, he went into the room to find a blower, came out and plugged it in, and then blew it on her.

Such intimacy made no regrets a little unbearable, and she raised her hand to try to bring the blow blow, "I'll do it myself." ”

Mo Beichen gently brushed her hand away and quietly blew her hair, his hair blowing action was a little stiff, he rarely blew the hair of others, and occasionally he would not regret the pain because of the knotted hair.

I don't regret sitting down obediently, feeling the man's slender and powerful fingers running through her hair, gently lifting her hair and drying it, she has a strange awkwardness in her heart, they are really like a couple who come out to travel.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and finally got Mo Beichen to dry her hair, she immediately bounced to the side and pointed to the restaurant, "I'm hungry." ”

Mo Beichen took the wind and followed her to the restaurant, and the two sat down to eat.

The uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger, she glanced up at Mo Beichen and asked, "Mr. Mo, has today's itinerary been arranged?" ”

I don't regret finding that like the last industry summit, Mo Beichen didn't need her to translate with her at all, and next time she couldn't agree softly and forced herself into a dilemma.

Mo Beichen looked at her unhappily, "Well, we'll set off after eating, are you still airsick?" ”

"Don't get dizzy."

"That's good, let's eat first." Mo Beichen lowered his head and drank millet porridge, the two of them finished breakfast quietly, and did not regret rushing to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Mo Beichen did not compete with her.

Only when she was in the kitchen did he get up and go to the bathroom to take a shower.

This book is from: