Mo Xiaoran was unaware of these quietly changing changes, and did not notice Huang Xiaojue's complicated eyes and the abnormal blush on An Ran's face. After she washed up, she habitually ran into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
"Xiaoran, I'll help you."
An Ran, who was sitting beside him, stood up while limping towards Mo Xiaoran, a big and powerful hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Well?"
An Ran was startled and looked back at Huang Xiaojue in confusion.
"If you have your foot injured, don't walk around." This tone seemed to think An Ran's limping was inappropriate, but this sentence was clearly a different kind of concern!
When did Huang Xiaojue care so much about a girl?
Mo Xiaoran turned around in surprise and saw Huang Xiaojue holding An Ran's hand. The two stood very close, their speaking posture was a little ambiguous, while An Ran was blushing a little.
Suddenly, my heart was as sour as if the vinegar jar was knocked over...
He...he actually began to care about others...
Apart from her, Huang Xiaojue never cared about any girl, and he almost didn't even look at them.
After spending more than a month with Huang Xiaojue, she could gradually feel his invisible love for her. Although she was confused about her love for him, she still relied on it and became obsessed...
She always felt that he was only good to her. But in this situation...
Mo Xiaoran felt a little uncomfortable, as if something exclusive to her was snatched away by someone else. Huang Xiaojue is hers, how can Anran...
Ahhh! Mo Xiaoran! Why have you become so selfish! An Ran is your good friend, so what if you "share" Huang Xiaojue a little? And An Ran's foot is injured, you know...
How did this friend be?
Mo Xiaoran blamed herself fiercely and tried hard to ignore the jealousy in her heart.
Well! What's so jealous about this? Now you should care about Anran!
Mo Xiaoran warned himself that he was about to ask An Ran how he was hurt, but he heard An Ran speak incoherently, his face full of the unique red clouds when a girl was in love:
"I...is okay, this doesn't affect it,...it's just a minor injury..."
Just a small injury? Who cried so pitifully just now?
Huang Xiaojue frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with the obvious lies, so he pulled her hard and forced her to sit on the sofa, "You can rest, just do those things Xiaoran."
This sentence came into Mo Xiaoran's ears without any bias, and his hands, who were holding a shovel, flipping the fried eggs, trembling fiercely.
He...what did he say?
She just needs to do these things? What does this mean?
Just do the tiring work for her Mo Xiaoran, and An Ran just needs to rest? Is that true?
Mo Xiaoran shook her head fiercely, as if she wanted to get rid of such a petty idea.
"Xiaoran just does the things in the kitchen..."... However, this sentence echoed in Mo Xiaoran's ears again. It pierced into her heart like a needle.
My heart hurts a little, but what is even more terrifying than this is that she has an inexplicable bad premonition...
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It's the third update... I'll probably update it tonight... Please give me a red envelope~~