Although the feeling of ice on her forehead made her dizziness subside a lot, Haiyue was still in so much pain that she couldn't open her eyes, so she could only squeeze out a smile and said, "Thank you..."
For some reason, seeing her grinning in pain but forcing a smile on her face, Sikong Jingqiu's heart felt like something was weighing heavily on her. He stared at the smile on Haiyue's face.
, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Are you an idiot? You walk without looking at the road?"
"I'm sorry..." Haiyue knew that Sikong Jingqiu must be very angry that she wasted his time again. She wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that besides "I'm sorry", she didn't know what else she could say.[
Sikong Jingqiu ignored her, turned around and went into the bathroom to change a towel, put it on her forehead again, and then said in a rough voice, "Are you feeling better?"
"Much better, thank you." I don't know if the cold compress worked or the pain dissipated naturally, but Haiyue could finally open her eyes. She sat up with her body propped up, smiled weakly, and said, "I'm fine now."
Alright, let’s go.”
"Where to go?" Sikong Jingqiu said angrily.
Haiyue glanced at the clock on the wall, and then said, "I...you...aren't we going to have lunch?"
After she reminded him, Sikong Jingqiu finally remembered that he had completely forgotten to take her to dinner. His face turned green and he asked, "Can you see the road like this?"
Haiyue stroked her forehead and forced a sweet smile, "It's just a bump. I'm fine. I used to bump into the table in the school library..."
Sikong Jingqiu stared at Haiyue, as if thinking about the authenticity of her words.
Haiyue didn't understand why, and smiled with hairy scalp.
After half a while.
Sikong Jingqiu stood up, picked her up by the waist, walked out of the office, and went straight to the elevator.
Haiyue buried her head in Sikong Jingqiu's chest and did not dare to lift it up.
The lunch break in this building is from twelve o'clock to two o'clock, and everyone is still working nervously, so even if they walked out to take the elevator in such a conspicuous posture, they did not encounter any onlookers.
Watching the elevator door slowly closing, Haiyue had never been more grateful to God than she was now. If someone had seen the scene just now, she would probably be ashamed to come to Sikong Jingqiu's company again for the rest of her life.