Love is like melting

Chapter 289 Are You Tempered?

Alas, he obviously treats you well in every possible way, but you not only don't appreciate it, but also flirt with him, you really don't know what to do.

"Be careful." Xu Sizhe looked at her with lowered eyes, exhorted him earnestly, and when he let go of the branch, he said, "It's time to ask the gardener to trim it."

Huo Yimo looked up at his gentle silhouette, and couldn't help but ask, "Oh, don't you even have a temper?"

She has such a bad temper, why does he still care about her!
Xu Sizhe looked at her, his eyes sparkled, and he said meaningfully: "Arguing about right and wrong with the person you like is something only fools would do."

the person I like……

It was obviously not a confession, but Huo Yimo's ears turned red when he heard it. Old men always speak like this...Subtle and provocative?
Seeing her lowering her head, Xu Sizhe seemed ashamed, with a smile on her thin lips, her palm resting on her wind-blown long hair, and murmured: "I'm older than you, so it's only natural to let you, not to mention—"

There was a pause, and he didn't continue speaking.

Huo Yimo looked at him curiously, and didn't wait for the second half of his sentence, "What's more?"

"It's nothing, go back." Xu Sizhe took the first step this time.

Huo Yimo immediately chased after him, and asked persistently: "What the hell is it? I don't know that if I say half of my words, I will be struck by lightning."

"I don't know. Unless you are that Dao Lei."

"..."

Damn, if it was that thunderbolt, it would have slashed your outside and your inside tender, how could you be so frightened now!
The two walked back side by side, and the shadows behind them dragged so long that they overlapped in the distance, inseparable.

A trace of gentleness in Xu Sizhe's eyes could not be concealed lingering on her simple and elegant face.

Huo Yimo, maybe you don't know how much I like the way you lose your temper with me and play petty temper.

Because apart from me, you will never show such a naive, vexatious attitude in front of others.

Even in front of Li Yangyu.

After dinner, Huo Yimo couldn't bear her own smell anymore, so she had to ask Aunt He to help her, wipe her body, and...she hadn't washed her hair for several days, it was so oily that she couldn't bear it.

Aunt He wiped her body first, prepared hot water, and was about to wash her hair when Xu Sizhe walked in suddenly and said lightly, "I'll do it."

Aunt He stepped aside, Xu Sizhe sat down and began to roll up his sleeves.

Huo Yimo lay in the bathtub, looked at him incredulously, and asked suspiciously, "Can you help people wash their hair?"

Could it have broken her entire neck?

Xu Sizhe didn't explain. He wet her long hair with water and moved slowly. Although he wasn't proficient, he didn't appear to be in a hurry.

"I can't learn it." The voice was flat, without deliberately flattering, as if everything was just right.

Huo Yimo didn't speak, and enjoyed his hair-washing service with his eyes closed. I have to say that his technique of washing people's hair is pretty good, the strength is neither light nor heavy, and the massage made her feel very comfortable, and he almost fell asleep. up.

Xu Sizhe took care of her long hair gently, as if he was caring for her. He carefully washed her long hair, wrapped it in a towel, and carried her back to the bedroom from the bathtub.

Huo Yimo was in a daze, half-closed his eyes, and said in a lazy voice, "Did you wash it?"

"Yeah." The bass slipped out of his throat.

"Why did I fall asleep?" Huo Yimo was placed on the bed by him, rubbing her eyes with her small hands.

Xu Sizhe leaned closer to her, took away her small hand that was ravaging her eyes, locked her with hot eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Huo Yimo, I want to kiss you again."

"Ok?"

Before Huo Yimo's confused mind could react, his handsome face had been suppressed, and it magnified infinitely in the clear almond eyes.

Gentle and tender, tender like water, obviously not as strong and domineering as usual, she could push him away, but her little hand rested on his chest, unable to push away, and ended up hanging on his neck instead.

After a long kiss, he pulled back his head and opened the distance between them. The dark light was turned on in the room. The blurred eyes in her eyes and the blush on her face immediately made his heart feel so soft.

"Go to bed early, call me if you need something." A hoarse voice escaped from his throat, as if holding back something.

Huo Yimo was supported by him to lie down, and after tucking in the quilt, he turned and walked towards the sofa in the room.

He ordered someone to move the sofa in, because her hands were inconvenient, and she was worried that she would sleep alone, and he also knew that letting her share the same bed with him, she was afraid that she would not be able to accept it, so she had to make such an arrangement.

Turn off the lights, the room is dark.

The next morning Xu Sizhe tiptoed out of the room, Huo Yimo was still asleep, when he woke up Xu Sizhe had already gone to work.

After breakfast, I watched TV to pass the time when I had nothing to do, Xu Sizhe came back for lunch at noon, and sent her back to her den in the afternoon.

Xu Sizhe took the key to help her open the door. Huo Yimo was relieved to see that the two pots of hibiscus flowers were safe and sound, and asked Xu Sizhe to move them to the corridor to bask in the sun and ventilate.

Xu Sizhe filled the watering can with water and gave it to her.

Huo Yimo squatted in the corridor to water the hibiscus flowers, Xu Sizhe helped her clean up the messy things in the room, and when she came out, she saw her wiping the dust off the hibiscus leaves with a paper towel in one hand.

He squatted down beside her, reached out to help, and said lightly: "These two pots of hibiscus are very important to you!"

"En!" Huo Yimo nodded, looking at the lush hibiscus flowers, with a pure childlike smile on his face: "These two potted flowers are my brother's most precious things when he was alive, and they are the only things I can take with me when I leave the Huo family. Going things!"

What's more important is that her brother and sister-in-law are here to accompany her, how could it not be important.

Xu Sizhe stared at her plain face with a pair of clear eyes, and always felt that these two potted flowers were not only the most precious things of Huo Yuan as she said, but also seemed to have other meanings.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it, and he can't force her.

He stayed in Xiaowo for almost two or three hours. Huo Yimo knew that he was very busy with work, so he was too embarrassed to delay the dawn and waste his time.

Let Xu Sizhe move Mu Jinhua back, and follow him back to Chenxi without trouble or persistence.

After Xu Sizhe sent her back to Chenxi, he still had work to do, so he went out again.

Huo Yimo couldn't use his right hand, but his left hand was okay, although typing was a bit slow, but he could write hundreds of words in one afternoon, which was better than nothing.

It may be that I am born with a low life, I don't know what enjoyment is, and I always like to keep myself busy.

When Xu Sizhe came back in the evening, Huo Yimo sat on the bed and leaned against him, with his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep. The computer screen on the lazy desk in front of him was still on, music was playing, and the file was open, titled—— A man as gentle as jade.

Seeing the title, Xu Sizhe couldn't help but smile.

A man as gentle as jade...

Is she writing about him?

Apart from himself, he couldn't think of anyone beside her who was worthy of these four words.

He didn't look carefully at what she wrote, saved the document, turned off the music, just moved the lazy table down, turned around and planned to lie down with her in his arms, but unexpectedly she woke up.

"You're back." Huo Yimo rubbed his eyes habitually.

Xu Sizhe sat down by the bed, reached out to hold her hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't keep rubbing your eyes, it's not good. You're sleepy, why don't you go to bed earlier?"

"I wasn't sleepy at first, but I fell asleep while writing." Huo Yimo didn't have any temper at all when he was in a daze, and was docile like a domestic kitten, "Why are you so late?"

"There's an engagement that I didn't turn down, it's too late." Xu Sizhe explained, her little dazed figure came into his eyes, and he wanted to kiss her, but he suppressed it.

Because it is inevitable that there will be tobacco, alcohol and perfume in the place where he socializes, he doesn't want to hug her or even kiss her with this tacky smell.

(End of this chapter)