Zhou Cishen leaned against the door, and when he saw Ruan Xingwan taking out his luggage, the smile on his lips gradually deepened.
After meeting Ruan Xingwan's gaze, he raised his eyebrows slightly and took a step back to make way for her to enter.
Ruan Xingwan took two steps, but stopped at the door of another house.
She tried the password, wrong.
Ruan Xingwan turned his head and looked at Zhou Cishen: "What's the password?"
Zhou Cishen turned around and walked into the house: "I forgot."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She shook her fist at his back.
At this time, the door next door opened, and Pei Shanshan poked her head out, saw her holding her luggage, and asked, "Xingxing, why don't you come and stay with me for two days?"
Ruan Xingwan shook his head: "Don't pass the cold to you again soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Daniel also walked out: "Otherwise, Shanshan will live at my place. Miss Ruan, you can live with her and keep an eye on the child at any time."
Pei Shanshan followed: "Yes, Xingxing, I think..."
Pei Shanshan was mid-sentence when she saw the expressionless face of the man in the room diagonally opposite, and she instantly swallowed back the rest of her words.
Ruan Xingwan pressed his eyebrows: "Forget it, it's raining so heavily outside, it's not convenient for you to go out."
Pei Shanshan immediately agreed: "I think what you said makes sense, so we won't leave. Let's go to bed first. Good night."
Daniel wanted to say something else, but he was immediately dragged in by Pei Shanshan and quickly closed the door.
Ruan Xingwan turned around and saw the dog man passing by the living room holding a cup as if nothing had happened.
She snorted, raised her legs and walked in.
After closing the door, Ruan Xingwan put down his things, then went to the bedroom closet to pick up a quilt and placed it on the sofa.
Zhou Cishen walked over and said slowly: "I don't mind giving you half of the bed and the sofa. It's not necessary."
Ruan Xingwan ignored him, put down the quilt, picked up his luggage, and went straight into the bedroom.
Zhou Cishen followed her: "Ruan..."
Bang!
The door is closed.
Zhou Cishen: "..."
Is the shared sofa for him to sleep on?
He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "You let a patient sleep on the sofa?"
Ruan Xingwan said angrily: "Thanks to you, I am also a patient now."
"We can sleep together."
Ruan Xingwan locked the door directly.
Zhou Cishen stood outside the door for two minutes with his hands on his hips and the tip of his tongue touching his teeth before walking towards the sofa.
Half an hour later, there was a knock on the bedroom door again.
Zhou Cishen's voice came: "It's time to eat."
Hearing this, Ruan Xingwan rubbed his stomach, put down the draft in his hand, and opened the bedroom door.
On the dining table, there were porridge and side dishes.
You don't need to think about it to know that Zhou Cishen had someone send it.
Ruan Xingwan was not polite to him and sat down directly.
Zhou Cishen sat opposite her and said slowly: "Are you feeling better about your cold?"
Ruan Xing served the porridge in the evening and said, "It's much better than in the morning."
Zhou Cishen raised his hand, crossed the dining table, and placed it on her forehead.
Ruan Xingwan was stunned for a moment, then heard him say: "Fortunately, the temperature is normal."
"...I didn't even have a fever."
Zhou Cishen slowly took his hand back: "Really?"
After eating, Ruan Xingwan looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
She boiled the water she would need to take medicine later, and went back to the bedroom to continue drawing the design.
Things have been piling up a lot recently, and the studio has opened online sales channels, but the new model has not been released yet.
Ruan Xingwan rarely felt calm at this moment, so he focused all his attention on the design, completely forgetting about taking medicine, and did not hear the knock on the door at all.
Zhou Cishen opened the door and saw her sitting at the desk, quickly drawing lines on the draft paper with a pencil. He leaned against the door frame and looked at her for a while before looking away and turning to the kitchen to pour water.
When the water glass was placed on the table, Ruan Xingwan subconsciously raised his head.
Zhou Cishen said: "Take the medicine."
"oh."
Ruan Xingwan took the medicine he handed over and touched the cup again. The water temperature was just right.
After she finished the medicine, Zhou Cishen took the water glass again, turned around and left.
When Ruan Xingwan saw this, he raised his eyebrows. He was a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect that he would still find trouble like this.
Seeing the draft in front of him, Ruan Xingwan stood up, stretched, walked a few steps, and gently opened the door.
Outside, Zhou Cishen was taking medicine.
She thought he really didn't want the arm anymore.
After closing the door, she sat down and continued drawing the design.
I don’t know if it’s because I slept all afternoon, but after taking medicine at night, I didn’t feel sleepy at all.
By the time Ruan Xingwan looked up again, it was already midnight.
She came out of the bedroom and saw Zhou Cishen sitting in front of the sofa, working on the computer.
Ruan Xingwan took the medical kit and walked over.
After she sat down, Zhou Cishen put down the computer.
When changing the dressing, Ruan Xingwan's eyes stayed on his wound for a few seconds.
The first two times I changed it were in the bedroom, where the light was a little dark. Now that the light in the living room shines on it, the wound looks even more shocking.
Sensing her gaze, Zhou Cishen covered her eyes with his palms: "Stop looking."
Ruan Xingwan said: "I don't know how to change your dressing."
"I said, you do it."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Why would he make a simple thing so complicated?
Zhou Cishen took a cotton swab and put it in her hand, then took her hand and placed it next to the wound.
Ruan Xingwan listened to his instructions throughout the process and finally finished changing the medicine.
While cleaning up the trash, she said, "It's not the first time I've changed. Why are you so shy?"
"You never showed that expression before."
Ruan Xingwan opened his mouth, unable to find the words to refute.
Zhou Cishen said: "Protecting you is what I should do, you don't have to blame yourself."
Ruan Xingwan raised his voice: "I don't blame myself!"
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up: "I can hear you, you don't have to be so loud."
Ruan Xingwan gritted his teeth and couldn't help but kicked him.
He is really such a bitch.
Originally, it was indeed because of this that she felt a little bit self-blame in her heart.
But she has been suppressing it very well and has not shown it.
But he insisted on reminding her.
Let this detail magnify her heart.
As soon as Ruan Xingwan stood up, his wrist was held.
Zhou Cishen pulled hard and she sat in his arms.
Ruan Xingwan struggled hard: "Let go!"
Zhou Cishen snorted and frowned slightly: "Stop beating, it hurts."
"You keep pretending."
"The wound is open and you have to change my dressing again. I'm not thinking about you."
Zhou Cishen said, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist: "Are you still angry?"
"Are you a repeater? I have to ask you this question every day.
Angry, angry, angry! I’m going to be so angry..."
Before Ruan Xingwan finished speaking, his lips were blocked.
Before she could react, Zhou Cishen grabbed the back of her head and penetrated with the tip of his tongue.