Feeling at a loss, a bit shy, embarrassed, nervous and guilty.
Her ears turned red and she lowered her head:
"I had a cold, and there was a lot of dust on the construction site, so I wore a mask."
Worried that he would ask again, she naturally changed the subject:
"Um...the secretary said you have something to do with me. What is it?"
Bo Xilang saw her complex posture in his eyes, and his eyes darkened a bit under his gold-rimmed glasses, but he didn't ask further questions and said:
"The clothes are torn. Do you know how to sew? I'd like to ask you."
As he said that, he took off his suit jacket and saw a big hole in the white shirt underneath where the sleeves and the back connected.
There was an obvious scratch on the exposed skin.
Lan Xixi was surprised: "Are you injured?"
"It's okay. When I was wearing a shirt at the construction site, I accidentally got hung up on a nail. The wound was not serious. It's just that this dress... was customized for my mother's birthday."
I didn’t expect him to be quite emotional.
Lan Xixi stood up and said, "Take it off. I can indeed sew it. And for your wound, I will also give you some medicine. It's hot and it will be troublesome if it gets infected."
"Okay." Bo Xilang didn't show any pretense. He took off his clothes directly and put his clothes aside: "There is an emergency medical kit under the desk."
Lan Xixi hurriedly walked over, took it out, stood behind him, and treated his wound.
Her hands were gentle and her movements were very careful, which was different from what doctors and nurses were doing.
Bo Xilang's eyes narrowed a little.
Never before has a woman been so attentive to him.
In the past, Lan Jiao only asked for him and didn't care at all.
He took a bite of sushi, and his mouth was filled with the aroma of food. He realized again that no woman had ever cooked for him with her own hands.
Even if Lan Xixi is just repaying a favor, she is sincere.
"Xixi." He suddenly called her name seriously.
Lan Xixi frowned and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Huh?"
Bo Xilang said: "I really want to date you now. It's not an agreement, it's my heart."
Suddenly, Lan Xixi's hand that was applying the band-aid stopped and froze there.
Bo Xilang turned around, raised his eyes, looked at her deeply, and said again:
"Maybe you won't believe it, but I seriously want to date you and want to be your boyfriend."
The tone is serious and the face is sincere.
It certainly doesn't look like a joke.
Lan Xixi was stunned. She agreed to date him just to repay a favor, and he asked her to pretend to date just for the sake of profit and the old man. She thought they were friends in the same sense.
But...he suddenly said he wanted to be her boyfriend, which was so unexpected and abrupt.
She looked at him, at a loss, not knowing how to answer.
As the two of them stared deeply, the door was pushed open.
Bo Zhanye came in with the documents and saw the two people who were "affectionate", and Bo Xilang was still shirtless.
His eyes darkened and his voice was strange:
"It seems that I came at the wrong time."
The sudden sound interrupted the complex emotions of the two people.
Lan Xixi raised her eyes and saw Bo Zhanye standing at the door. She immediately lowered her head and put the last band-aid on Bo Xilang:
"Bo Shao, okay, you eat quickly, I'll go out to the store opposite to buy needles and thread to sew clothes for you."
After saying that, she ran away.
As they passed each other, Bo Zhanye saw the panic, embarrassment, and unnaturalness in her eyes, as well as the slight blush on her cheeks.
Obviously shy.
What did he and Bo Xilang do to show this expression?
"Uncle Jiu, why are you here?" Bo Xilang was not happy because Bo Zhanye saw him and Lan Xixi at this moment. On the contrary, he felt a little lost after being interrupted.
His expression fell in Bo Zhanye's eyes, so that his handsome face became a little darker: