Love is like melting

Chapter 290
Huo Yimo didn't speak, but heard him say again: "I'm going to take a bath, you go to sleep."

He helped her lie down and tucked in the quilt.

Xu Sizhe turned around and went to the closet to get his pajamas, and when he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he saw that Huo Yimo was still up.

He came over and said, "Why aren't you asleep?"

Huo Yimo didn't speak, but just patted the empty seat beside her, motioning for him to come over.

A trace of surprise flashed across Xu Sizhe's eyes, he walked over, and said in a low voice, "Are you inviting me...to share the same bed? Huh?"

"I believe you won't bully me!" She squinted her eyes and looked at him without any fear or worry.

Xu Sizhe lay down next to her, with the thin quilt just around his waist, "Why do you believe that I won't bully you?"

"If you want to bully, you have already bullied me, you don't have to wait until I become like this!" Huo Yimo yawned and said slowly: "Besides, don't you just wait for me to soften when you sleep on the sofa every night, feel sorry for me , take the initiative to speak! Don't pretend to me!"

Chen Xi had so many empty rooms, he refused to ask Aunt He to clean them up, and asked someone to set up a sofa. He was a tall man squeezed into that sofa, how could he sleep comfortably, and he could hear his turning over every night.

This is his home, his bed, she's a magpie's nest, it's okay for a day or two, it's like this every night, she can't afford to be so shameless.

Xu Sizhe smiled softly, rubbing his chin tenderly on her cheek, "Are you really not afraid?"

After all, he is a man, and a man who has desires for her.

"Believe it seems more than fear." Huo Yimo replied in a lazy voice, "Uncle Xu, can you sleep? I'm sleepy..."

"Okay, sleep." Xu Sizhe said dotingly in a low voice, the name Uncle Xu just sounded like she was being coquettish.

The long arms wrapped around her shoulders to avoid her injured hands, let her lean on his chest, and kissed her hair with tender lips.

Even if she wanted the stars in the sky at this moment, he would pick them for her.

Huo Yimo, who was still very sleepy at first, seemed not to be very sleepy after Xu Sizhe reached out to turn off the light, and suddenly asked, "Uncle Xu, are you okay?"

Xu Sizhe was silent for a few seconds in the dark, and asked, "What are you referring to?"

"It's just that men don't have that kind of thought about the woman they like, otherwise there will be more of that! And I am such a young and beautiful flower, and if I am held in your arms, you will not feel it at all? I don't believe it!"

Although she was injured, Huo Yimo felt that as a woman, she still had the charm she should have.

Xu Sizhe remained silent for a long time, and a sentence slipped out of his throat: "Huo Yimo, you have two choices, either shut up and go to sleep right now, or I can make you sleep all night."

I really don't know what's going on in her little head.

For him, the matter of sleeping with her in his arms was an extremely test of his endurance and willpower. She would be nice, be nice, be quiet, and discuss with him if she has feelings for her?
This still needs to be asked?

When Huo Yimo heard his words, she immediately shut up obediently.

After a moment of silence in the darkness, he heard his faintly angry voice again: "Don't call me Uncle Xu!"

In fact, he is only 12 years older. How could he be upgraded from a young uncle to Uncle Xu all of a sudden.

Some people have a headache and distress about the name that a certain bear child changes at any time.

Huo Yimo lives in Chenxi with peace of mind, and Aunt He takes care of her every day. When Xu Sizhe is busy with work, he may not see each other for a whole day. When he is not busy, he will stay in Chenxi and try his best to have breakfast with her , or dinner.

Although the temperature in Chenxi's room was constant, how could it be comfortable for her hand, which was covered with plaster, to be stuffy in the thick plaster. She thought of a way every day, wanted to scratch or scratch.

Xu Sizhe wouldn't let her touch it, and he couldn't stare at her 24 hours a day, so he had to ask Aunt He to stare at her more, and told her to bear it no matter how hard she was, she would have to wait until the arm was completely healed before the plaster cast could be removed completely.

Huo Yimo always pretended to be good-tempered in front of others, but in front of Xu Sizhe she didn't want to mention her temper, it was not to her liking, either to show him his face, or to ignore his answers, or to make Xu Sizhe feel restless.

Xu Sizhe often has nothing to do with her, but he is firm in this matter and will never follow her temper.

Because of this, Huo Yimo didn't like to talk to him for several days. When Xu Sizhe talked, she responded to him like a pig.

Xu Sizhe wasn't annoyed, instead he put his hands behind his back, stared at her with a smile on his face, and joked, "Don't call me Little Crab anymore, change your name to Little Pig."

"You are a pig, your whole family is a pig." Huo Yimo rolled his eyes.

Xu Sizhe smiled: "I know humming all day long, what is it if it's not a pig?"

As he spoke, he reached out and scraped the tip of her nose, wrapped his long arms around her shoulders, and coaxed softly: "Be patient for another week."

Huo Yimo pushed his hand away, frowned and said, "Don't touch me, don't hug me!"

The more she refused to hug her, the more Xu Sizhe hugged her, holding her firmly in his arms, clamping her jaw with one hand, forcing her to look at him, threatening half-truthfully: "If you make trouble again, believe it or not, I'll take care of you?"

Huo Yimo stared at him: "How do you want to deal with me?"

"Like... like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

Huo Yimo was startled, and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't use one hand, and the strength of the other hand was no less than scratching an itch to him.

Kissing has been done more times and is easy to handle. Even if rationality is resisting, it can't resist the depravity of sensibility. It didn't take long for Huo Yimo to feel dizzy and limp in his arms.

Xu Sizhe pinched her waist, stabilized her, rubbed his chin on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear with a low voice: "Are you satisfied with the clean up?"

Huo Yimo leaned against his arms and panted, her small eyes looked down on him, and she cursed in her heart: Bitch!

Although Xu Sizhe had asked Aunt He to keep an eye on her, Huo Yimo was obviously not an obedient master. He said in front of Aunt He that he was going to take a lunch break, and when Aunt He was busy, he quietly got out of bed and sneaked out of the morning light .

Aunt He always thought she was resting upstairs, so she didn't dare to go up to disturb her, but who knew that she ran away secretly.

Huo Yimo not only ran away, but even took away all his belongings. He first went to the hospital to remove the plaster, freed his hands, and then went straight to his den.

Chen Xi is very good, Aunt He is also good, and Xu Sizhe can't fault her, but the gold and silver nests are not as good as her own dog kennel, she is more used to shrinking in her own kennel, and feels more secure.

Simply tidy up, because the right hand is not completely healed, the doctor said that she can't use force recently, and she didn't dare to mess around, just washed it casually, and then started writing. I haven't written anything for almost half a month. It's really suffocating. uncomfortable.

It was getting dark while writing this, and there was a hasty knock on the door, Huo Yimo was typing happily on the keyboard, and being disturbed by someone at this moment, it was inevitable that he would feel emotional, so he went to open the door angrily, "Who the hell... "

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly when he saw the long standing body emerging from the darkness.

The anger on the little face suddenly turned into a dry smile, "You, why are you here?"

Xu Sizhe didn't speak, his gloomy face became colder and colder when he saw her arm without plaster, and a layer of ice formed in his eyes.

"Who allowed you to sneak away? And who allowed you to remove the plaster?" The thin lips were pursed lightly, and the words were cold, giving people a kind of kingly strength who dominated everything.

Huo Yimo touched the tip of his nose, feeling guilty for some reason, and whispered, "My hand is healed, and I can live on my own. Thank you for taking care of me before, and I won't bother you in the future! "

Xu Sizhe's eyes staring at her became more and more sinister, Huo Yimo's heart trembled when he saw her, and he couldn't help muttering: Wouldn't it be better if he didn't cause trouble for him?Why are you so fierce?
(End of this chapter)