Fu Xixi didn't seem to hear his voice, but was still scared.
In her mind, various terrifying scenes of Zhao Lao Mao and the fool rushing toward her subconsciously appeared.
Although she broke away every time, their faces and breaths were really disgusting.
It's her nightmare.
She squatted there shivering.
Bo Zhanye's heart softened into a puddle of mud. He approached her very lightly and gently, and gently embraced her in his arms.
Regretful of my previous actions!
I secretly hate that Zhao Laoyao, Fool, and Bai Guan'er died too easily.
If they are still alive, their lives will be worse than death!
...
It took Bo Zhanye nearly two hours to put Fu Xixi to sleep.
His squatting legs were cramped and his arms were numb, but without any complaints, he picked her up and laid her on the bed, covering her with a quilt.
Everything is so careful, gentle and considerate.
Then he stayed by her side and kept her company all night.
The night has a lingering thick ink.
Early the next morning.
Fu Xixi woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a man sleeping next to the bed.
His hair is naturally scattered, and his face is as delicate as a three-dimensional knife.
He had no clothes on, and still had the bath towel from last night.
My hands are extremely cold, as cold as ice.
What's going on? Why is he sleeping here?
Fu Xixi was puzzled. The next second he recalled the scene last night, and felt surprised and moved in his heart.
When he kissed her last night, she was still a little bit shocked and confused, but as his movements increased, those images flashed through her mind, and her whole body fell into panic and fear...
So, he stayed here with her all night? He stayed close to her even without wearing any clothes?
Touched, moved, sad...
She stood up gently and tried to help him to the bed, but she woke up the man.
"Xiaoxi, are you awake?"
His voice had the hoarseness and laziness of early morning, as well as a magnetic worry.
Fu Xixi nodded lightly: "Well, you're not sleeping, okay? Go to bed and sleep for a while."
Bo Zhanye held her little hand: "Fortunately, I've had enough sleep. You wash up, and I'll go downstairs to make breakfast for you."
He walked out without waiting for her to object.
Fu Xixi froze on the spot, scratching her hair, feeling upset and embarrassed.
...
When Fu Xixi came downstairs, the man had already changed his clothes, cooked noodles and fried eggs.
The eggs are in the shape of a heart, and there is sauce on them to make a smiley face, which is very cute and delicate.
"Pfft~~" Fu Xixi couldn't help but burst into laughter, her smile was particularly bright.
Bo Zhanye frowned: "What's wrong? Why are you laughing?"
Fu Xixi stared at the egg and said, "I never thought that the aloof Master Jiu, a thirty-year-old man, would make such childish eggs~~"
"Look, it looks like a child's breakfast, you childish devil."
Bo Zhanye's mouth twitched: "..."
When he first learned to cook, the teacher taught him. He felt naive at first, but... he still learned it.
Was she actually teasing her?
In the past, he would have been angry, but today he was particularly gentle: "If you don't like it, I won't do this next time."
"No, no, it's very good. I like to eat it." Fu Xixi picked up the chopsticks, picked up the eggs, and took a big bite.
Then, his eyes widened in surprise: "Oh my God, it tastes good! Can eggs be so delicious?"
"Master Jiu, not only are you handsome and have a good career, but you are also such a good cook, what else can you not do?"
She swore that she was definitely not trying to flatter her, but that she had never tasted such delicious eggs before!
Bo Zhanye didn't expect to receive such high praise from the little woman, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: