MTL - Approach-Chapter 27

She went to the bathroom, tidied up in it, and then came out slowly...

Su Mochen didn't go anywhere else, so he stood outside the door and waited for her.

"Let's go." Zhexi didn't dare to look at her directly, and walked out by herself after saying that.

The two went down to the first floor. At this moment, there were basically no customers, only the boss and some employees were busy there. Seeing the two of them coming down, the boss walked over apologetically, saying that he would be responsible for the matter, and would discuss compensation and other related matters with the guest. The boss handed a business card to Zhexi when he was talking, and he explained: "The guest has an emergency at home, so he left first. This is his contact information."

Zhexi glanced at the business card, took it and put it in his trouser pocket: "I don't need compensation from your store, I just want you to be convenient to us, boss," Zhexi raised his finger to Su Mochen, " When the two of us want to come back in the future, I hope there will be an empty table where we can sit and eat."

The boss readily agreed: "If you want to come again in the future, just call this number and tell me in advance, I will reserve an exclusive seat for you." The boss gave Zhexi the card with his personal number printed on it, "It will also be free for you."

Zhexi nodded, and left with Su Mochen, carrying the fried dumplings specially packed for them by the boss.

Because Zhexi had a back injury, it was inconvenient, so Su Mochen was driving the car on the way back.

Su Mochen has been frowning since just now, with a cold face and silent. Zhexi couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so she glanced at her secretly from the corner of her eye, and finally couldn't hold it anymore... While waiting for the traffic light, She leaned to the left, and gently rubbed the back of Su Mochen's hand with her fingertips... Su Mochen ignored her.

She was very patient. During these tens of seconds, she continued to do this movement... caressing for a while... When the light turned green, Su Mochen said lightly: "I'm going to drive..."

Zhexi closed her hand... For the rest of the time, she would still peek at her expression from time to time... All she got was her indifferent look of not wanting to care about herself...

When Zhexi was at the noodle shop, she secretly sent a text message to Wan Lizhe to explain the scald, saying that she would take half a day off, so the two of them are going to their own residence now... When they arrive at the place, park the car, Su Mochen Help her carry her pockets, food and other things (when Zhexi wanted to reach out for it, she avoided it on purpose), and send her upstairs... Su Mochen still ignored her on the way...

In the elevator, Zhexi stared at the ever-increasing numbers, her cheeks puffed up slightly...In such a small space, the woman was still standing at the other end of the elevator, which meant that she was deliberately keeping a distance from her... With the sound of the elevator ding, Su Mochen stepped out, and Zhexi followed with a small snort...

Zhexi stood by the door, motionless, Su Mochen glanced at her: "Open the door."

Zhexi turned her head to the other side, and did not look at her: "The key is in my pants pocket."

Su Mochen pinched his pocket with his fingertips: "Your injury is on your back."

"When I turn sideways, my clothes tend to scratch my back." Zhexi lied solemnly.

"Left pocket or right pocket?"

"Left... side." Zhexi almost choked.

Su Mochen changed everything to his right hand, leaned over slightly against Zhexi and stretched out his left hand...

When she leaned over, a faint fragrance invaded her nostrils... Zhe Xiwu's breathing was stagnant... What's more, she could clearly feel Su Mochen's fingertips rubbing against her skin through the lining fabric...

Zhexi's heartbeat was already chaotic, she panted quickly...Su Mochen glanced at her, took out the key and backed away...

The air flowed again, and Zhexi exhaled slightly.

After opening the door and putting down his things, Su Mochen made a gesture to leave.

Zhexi was anxious, and stretched out his right hand to grab her arm... Enduring the disorienting discomfort, Zhexi held her arm tightly and did not let go.

Su Mochen looked back at her.

"You haven't eaten yet." Zhexi fiddled with her mind for a long time before choking out this sentence.

"I don't want to eat." Su Mochen's eyes fell on the place where the two were holding each other, with obvious hints, hoping that Zhexi would let go of her arm...

Zhexi not only held it stubbornly, but also took the initiative to take half a step forward, bringing the distance between the two closer...

"What's wrong with you?" Zhexi said softly, "Are you angry?" The little finger gently hooked the skin of her arm, "What are you angry about?"

Su Mochen's eyelashes trembled slightly, she avoided Zhexi's extremely alluring light purple eyes: "No."

Zhexi approached her relentlessly, opened her lips and whispered in her ear: "You don't speak out what's on your mind... do you want to suffocate yourself?"

Su Mochen wanted to push her away, but Zhexi stretched out his left hand to wrap around her waist one step ahead of her... Su Mochen froze, his brows were lightly frowned, and just about to struggle, he heard the man whisper: " I'm hurt, don't move around..."

Su Mochen raised his eyes to look at her, the two looked at each other, and their breaths were tightly intertwined... Su Mochen did not struggle anymore, but raised his finger and squeezed Zhexi's left shoulder...

"It hurts." Zhexi whispered.

"Then you still don't let go..." Su Mochen let go the moment she cried out in pain.

"You tell me why you're upset, and I'll let go..."

"I'm not unhappy."

"You have," Zhexi suddenly smiled, then bowed her head and whispered against her ear, "You almost wrote the word unhappy on your face...it's very obvious..."

Hearing this, Su Mochen pinched her shoulder again annoyed...

Zhexi didn't hide, she endured the pain and let her pinch...

Su Mochen pinched for a few seconds and then let go.

"Let go first." The subtext of this is that she is willing to say it...

Zhe Xi let go of his hand and turned sideways, the distance between the two of them instantly widened...

Su Mochen pulled her (reddish) hair around her ears, staggered away from her, and walked to the side sofa, Zhexi moved a small stool and sat on the opposite side of her.

Su Mochen glanced at her, and said calmly: "You were injured in that place, why would you want to go back to that place again..."

"Is that why you're unhappy?" Zhexi blinked, "It wasn't intentional... an unintentional mistake..."

Su Mochen lowered his eyes and pursed his lips in silence...

Zhexi stopped the words in time, as if realizing something...

She got up and went to sit next to her.

"Do you want to go and see Chenchen?" She lightly touched Su Mochen with her hand, "I only sent you a video, you haven't actually seen it yet..."

"I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest..."

"I haven't eaten yet, I'm going to starve to death..." Zhexi's tone was pitiful...

"Didn't the boss pack fried dumplings for you?" Su Mochen glanced at the packed box, "It's enough for you..."

"Suddenly I want to eat noodles..." Zhexi slightly blocked the packing box with her body, "Can you help me cook one?"

"I'm not very good at cooking..." Su Mochen took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Order takeaway..."

"It's very simple," Zhexi reached for her mobile phone, "I'll guide you by the side..."

"I really don't have the talent to cook..." Su Mochen explained again.

"Then...how about I do it?"

"Do you have to eat what you made?" Su Mochen tilted his head to look at her.

Zhexi just wanted to say no, takeaway is also fine, but Su Mochen stood up directly, and she said as she walked, "Let's go, I'll try..."

"Oh, good." Zhexi also stood up.

Su Mochen stood in the small kitchen and swept around, then turned to look at her: "What do you need to prepare?"

"Scallions, ginger, garlic, vegetables," Zhexi glanced at his small refrigerator, "Eggs and noodles."

Su Mochen nodded, and then under Zhexi's command, he peeled the onion, washed the ginger, chopped the garlic, and chose the vegetables, all in an orderly manner.

"Wait for the pan to dry and pour oil, and when the oil is hot, put these

Just pour it in," Zhexi pointed to the ingredients, then turned and walked out, "I'll get the eggs and noodles..."

Seeing that the pot was almost dry, Su Mochen poured oil into it, but because there were still some water stains around the side of the pot, there was a creaking sound in the pot instantly, and Su Mochen subconsciously stepped back... The oil started to smoke again, and she frantically poured all the onion, ginger, and garlic into it...stirred a few times tremblingly with a small shovel, and the oil splashed out...and jumped onto the back of her hand, she Taking a deep breath, he couldn't help hissing: a few small red spots appeared on the back of his fair hand...

Zhexi heard the movement, put down the eggs and noodles, and rushed over: "What's wrong?" Her expression was very anxious, "Did it splash?" Without waiting for her answer, Zhexi immediately turned off the fire , pulled the back of her right hand and leaned over to check: it was really splashed...

Zhexi was so distressed, she subconsciously bent her lips and kissed that...

Su Mochen froze there, motionless...

"Does it still hurt?" Zhexi looked up at her again, she stared blankly and didn't speak, Zhexi dragged her to the faucet and rinsed her with cold water...

It wasn't until the icy water swooped down to the back of his hand that Su Mochen's eyes became clear and he came back to his senses...

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Su Mochen said calmly.

"Okay." Zhe Xi stood beside her and watched her deal with it.

Su Mochen's voice was somewhat unnatural: "You don't have to stand here...I'm fine..."

"Oh." Zhexi went to get the noodles and eggs from before.

After she left, Su Mochen pulled out the back of his hand from the water, looking at those little red dots, he was a little lost...

For the rest of the operation, Zhexi didn't dare to leave even one step, and surrounded her the whole time.

After the noodles were finished, Su Mochen filled two bowls and put them on the small table.

"Should I apply some medicine to you?" The pain in Zhexi's eyes remained undiminished.

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Su Mochen pursed his lips, "Eat quickly, it's going to be cold in a while..."

"Yeah." Zhexi lowered his head to eat the noodles, and finally drank all the soup.

"Remember to sleep on your stomach when you go to bed at night." Su Mochen put down the bowl and chopsticks, "You don't have to drive me to work these two days, and it's also convenient for me to take the subway. You can take care of your injuries at home." Su Mochen doesn't know yet Zhexi was working outside.

"It's okay, I'm not seriously injured." Zhexi was a little confused about whether to tell her about his work at Wan's.

Su Mochen frowned slightly: "If you don't handle it well, it will leave scars..."

"I'm not worried about this..." Zhexi muttered in a low voice, "And it's on the back, and it won't be exposed..."

"What did you just say?" Su Mochen glared at her.

Zhexi immediately smiled flatteringly: "I know, take care of your injuries."

"I'm going back now," Su Mochen cleaned up the dishes, "I have to take another dose of medicine before going to bed at night, and I'll come back at that time. You take a bath in advance and wait for me."

The last sentence made Zhexi's ears warm... She blushed and nodded lightly...

Before leaving, Su Mochen said again: "Remember not to use too cold water when washing, just warm water."

"En." I don't know if it's because I helped her block the hot soup, but she talked more today than in the past, and there was a touch of concern between the lines.

The corners of Zhexi's mouth curled up, his heart was bubbling happily.

After Su Mochen left, Zhexi was still stuck in the same place, and she smiled absently for a while, then she froze because she saw Chenchen sticking out her tongue and licking her little claws in the den , this scene overlapped with a certain scene in the kitchen...

Only then did Zhexi belatedly realize what she did at that time... No wonder Su Mochen stared at herself blankly... After the scene was replayed, her face blushed involuntarily... There was a bit of shame in her heart, more It's really a secret joy... How should I say, this can be considered a kiss... She murmured...

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After Zhexi came back to her senses, she fed the little guy some canned cat food, and stroked its little head again. Xiao Chenchen gave her a dazed look, and then continued to eat with her head down.

Before nine o'clock in the evening, Zhexi went to the bathroom. She carefully rinsed her back with warm water. In fact, it was a bit inconvenient, but she wasn't so cheeky as to ask Su Mochen to wash it for her... It's too shameful, And also can't...

She tossed in the bathroom by herself for nearly half an hour, and sometimes accidentally touched the wound, but she didn't pay much attention to it. Compared with her previous training in the post-civilized world, this small injury was nothing...

Not long after Zhexi came out of the bathroom, Su Mochen rang the doorbell... Zhexi's hair was still dripping, and she kicked off her shoes to open the door for her.

"Wait a minute, I'll dry my hair first." Zhexi turned to get a towel.

Su Mochen came in after changing his shoes, glanced at her back, and when she came back, he asked again: "Do you want me to help you?"

The corners of Zhexi's mouth almost couldn't help curling up, and she tried not to show a smile: "Okay." Zhexi handed her the pure white towel.

Su Mochen motioned her to sit on the sofa, while he sat beside her.

The two are very close, the faint special fragrance

When the breath came in, Zhexi lowered her eyes and squeezed her trousers tightly... She was still nervous, not to mention that no one had brushed her hair since she could remember, but the person who did it was Su Mo Dust, she can't help herself...

Before Su Mochen helped her brush her hair, she suddenly asked, "Did you use XXX shampoo?" There was a faint smell of cherry blossoms in her hair...

Zhexi pinched the trouser seam harder, and she let out a few breaths before humming.

"This one smells good, and I use it too." Su Mochen's voice contained a touch of joy.

Zhexi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but at the same time couldn't help pursing his lips and snickering...

When Su Mochen helped her brush her hair, her movements were very light, not as indifferent as before, but with a hint of tenderness inside... Zhexi's chest was warm and warm, and her heart was full of satisfaction... She made those movements deeply engraved in my mind...

But her hair is short and dries in minutes...

"Okay." When Su Mochen stopped, Zhexi still had a bit of reluctance in his eyes...

Su Mochen got up, walked to the small bathroom with the towel, and put it on the small shelf. I don't know if it was because of the topic of shampoo just now, Su Mochen put the towel back, then glanced around, and saw the same I have the same shower gel, body lotion, facial cleanser... Even the brand of toothpaste is the same...Su Mochen felt strange...

When she went to the small bathroom, Zhexi was worried that she would see those "same styles", but it was not easy to stop her from going, and she herself was a little curious about what Su Mochen would do after seeing it Reaction…

But Su Mochen didn't ask anything when he came back, his eyes were calm, and Zhexi wondered if she didn't notice those things...

"It's getting late...start applying the medicine now." Su Mochen went under the small table and took out the burn ointment that had been placed there before.

"Hmm..." Zhexi scratched the sofa cushion back and forth with his index finger, "Then can I go to bed?"

Su Mochen looked up at her.

Zhexi felt that she had been frozen for a while, feeling a little cold for no reason...

"I mean, I'll lie on the bed for a while," Zhexi lowered her head, "it's more convenient..." When I'm nervous, I can even grab the quilt to cover it up...

"Follow you." Su Mochen stood up.

This is tacit consent, Zhexi lowered his head and smiled, and quickly restrained himself...

After she entered the bedroom, she consciously lay down on the bed, and took the initiative to open her clothes. In order to relieve her nervousness, she even talked about the topic: "Have you ever given medicine to others like this before?"

"No."

"That means I'm the first one?" Her ending sound carried a trace of uncontrollable excitement.

Su Mochen didn't answer.

"Am I the first?" Zhexi turned her head and asked her.

Su Mochen glanced at her: "Turn around and lie down honestly."

She dipped a little ointment on her fingers, and began to apply it along the midline of her back...

The cool ointment mixed with her slightly warm fingertips, and in an instant, Zhexi stopped talking...

Su Mochen was a little surprised why she was so quiet now, but he didn't care, and continued to carefully smear Zhexi...

The unbearably itchy feeling came from her fingertips, Zhexi blushed slightly, bit her lip and clenched the quilt on her neck...

Sensing that she was about to smear her waist, Zhexi wanted to stop her, but held back...as if a light feather was poking at the tip of her heart, it felt like a hundred claws were scratching her heart...Zhexi held her breath, and the strength of her grip on the quilt couldn't help but increased a lot...

"Okay." Su Mochen stopped.

Zhexi continued to lie there, panting a few times in a light but urgent manner.

"You can get up now." Su Mochen glanced at her.

"I'll get up again later..."

Su Mochen ignored her and put the ointment back in the little table...

When the door was closed and Su Mochen left, the person who was lying on the bed just now ran out of bed and rushed into the bathroom with bare feet...