Chapter 885: Take him home again

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After sewing, Song Xi took Mosen home.
Of course, back to her little apartment.
On the way, maybe Song Xi didn't find out herself, she held Mosen's hand tightly, and never let go.
The corner of Mawson's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
After returning to the apartment, Song Xi hurriedly helped him sit on the sofa, and then started busy.
She poured a glass of ice water for him. Mo Sen just took the glass in his hand. Song Xi patted his brain and quickly pulled the glass out of his hand.
"By the way, you have a wound on your hand. It's not good to drink ice water. I'll get you cold water."
She turned to pour the water again, but her wrist was pulled.
"Eh?"
I saw Mo Sen staring at her face and lipping slowly. At that moment, Song Xi almost looked at him.
How seductive he was, how charming he was like a fairy, she knew it long ago.
At first, she had been fooled by him more than once, although she didn't want to admit it.
However, she had never seen him laugh.
He, he laughed too well, right? This is to fascinate her.
She swallowed and murmured, "Huahua, don't laugh."
Mossen's beautiful silver eyes flashed indistinctly. She used to be cold with her, she was afraid of him, now she smiled at her, and she made herself laugh again.
Are human women all such strange and contradictory creatures?
"You, have you eaten? Me, I'll cook, you wait for me, and you'll be well soon."
Song Xi looked nervous.
Mo Sen got up and went to the kitchen, leaning halfway on the door frame, watching Song Xi's busy back.
Although Song Xi was cooking, she could not ignore her burning eyes after coming to herself.
She turned around, and saw the beautiful man focused on looking at herself.
"What do you look at me like this?" Song Xi held the spatula in one hand and touched his face with one hand. "Did I look ugly?"
I haven't seen it for a long time, but Huahua is getting more and more enchanted, but she is facing the computer every day and living at home, she is almost going to become a shabby housemaid.
Standing with him, it was a stark contrast.
Uh ... it looks like the blow was a bit big.
Moson listened to her and thought that this woman had been so cute for so long.
A few steps forward, her uninjured right hand raised her chin, bowed her head slightly, and a soft kiss fell on her brows.
Song Xi froze, his eyes widened, and the hand holding the spatula was unconsciously released, and the spatula fell.
Her hands dangled sideways and nervously, clutching tightly at her horns.
After a while, Song Xi suddenly returned to his thoughts, resting his hands on Mo Sen's chest and pushing him away.
"Go, take a shower, and then you can eat."
She seemed panicked, her voice confused. "Well, there's your ... clothes in the closet, and don't get water on the wound."
Then, she stopped looking at him.
From Moson's point of view, she could see a pink blush creeping up from her petite face, and she was cute when she looked at her.
Morson stopped teasing her, and went to take a shower, as she said.
His clothes are in Song Xi's closet. In fact, Song Xi's small apartment has only such a closet.
Moson opened the closet, and his clothes were washed clean and hung with her clothes, looking very harmonious.
He couldn't help but raise his lips.
In the kitchen, Song Xi raised her hand and unconsciously touched her forehead.
Huahua, actually kissed her. Although it is only on the forehead, but ...
Oops, it's still shy ...