This is already the second snow this winter. It is faster and more violent than the first time. It is silent, but it is like a sudden surprise.
"Close the window, it's very cold." A slightly doting scold came from behind.
That familiar and magnetic voice startled me. I turned around sharply, and the people behind me were already crowding around me.
The tempting smell of armani perfume lingers on the tip of the nose, with a hint of coffee.
"Mu Shiqin, how could you..." Didn't he slam the door and leave? Why did he stand in front of me again in less than half a day?
Mu Shiqin smiled with a soothing and slightly stiff smile, and nodded the tip of my nose lovingly, "I said, I have many ways to get in. Also, don't you think this room needs a man? In case a bad guy comes in.
, and can also protect you.”
"A bad guy? Aren't you?" I pushed him away and hugged my hand. The tightness was suffocating. "Besides, I don't think anyone except you can get in."
"I'm here to bring you breakfast. Can't you just smile at me? I went to Black Swan to buy you puffs, and I also brought you your favorite mocha, without sugar or milk. It's still hot.
Come here and warm yourself up. Look, your hands are all ice." His generous palm rubbed my palm without any warmth.
I lamented that this man was changing so fast that I was unable to cope with it. I could only force myself to adapt. Adapt to his moodiness, his demands, his rudeness and violence, and finally his gentle face.
I pushed his hand away and walked to the table. On it were indeed beautifully packaged puff cakes and a cup of very warm mocha.
I picked up the coffee, opened the sealed lid, took a sip, and shook my head with a sigh. "Although it's hot, the taste is still different. Some things will go bad after a while, won't they?" I laughed.
Then he looked at the coffee in his hand, not interested in taking another sip.
Mu Shiqin looked at me with a smile, then slowly squatted down in front of me, caressing my face, "But it's still Mocha, your favorite Mocha! Have you forgotten how obsessed you were with it?"
Even if it doesn’t taste right now, it won’t be hard to swallow, right?”
Facing Mu Shiqin, I really don't know if he is pretending to be stupid or covering up. He can actually pretend that nothing happened.
Simply, I am too lazy to pierce this layer of harmony that is thinner than paper. Some things are better covered than exposed.
Mu Shiqin thoughtfully opened the puff cake. The exquisite style made people reluctant to eat it.
The plump golden puffs were filled with white whipped cream. I poked them gently with my hand, and the whipped cream burst out and flowed on my fingers.
Before I could react, Mu Shiqin took my finger in his mouth and licked and sucked it carefully with the tip of his tongue. The itching sensation made my body numb.
He looked at me and smiled, happily and wickedly, "It's delicious. Do you want to take a bite?"
As I said that, I took my finger and put it to my lips. I frowned in disgust, "It's all your saliva. It's disgusting."
I shook his hand away in feigned disgust.
Putting the cold coffee in his hand on the table, he stood up and poured a glass of water.
I felt a cold draft behind me, and then I realized that the door was open.
I walked over and closed the door, pushed it hard several times, but it couldn't be closed.