62. Intimate contact
"Give it to me." Chen Xi didn't wait for her to finish speaking, but stretched out his slender hand in front of her.
"Uh..." Kou Xiaojing was stunned for a moment.
What does it mean now?
"Didn't you say it was for me?" Chen Xi pointed to her satchel and asked.
"But who said you don't need it?" Kou Xiaojing asked stupidly.
"She also said you were a fool, are you really?" Chen Xi raised his eyes and looked at her, his dark pupils exuding a clear light.
"..." Kou Xiaojing was slightly startled, then reached out and handed the note to Chen Xi in front of him.
Chen Xi took the note, opened it, glanced at the first page, frowned and said, "Although the writing is ugly, the record is still relatively complete."
Kou Xiaojing looked embarrassed when she heard this.
She couldn't help it, she swore that she really worked hard and seriously wanted to make her handwriting beautiful, but she was born with a flaw. All the time, her handwriting was like a ghost's drawing.
It's not easy to identify the words like this.
After Chen Xi flipped through a few pages, he closed the notebook and placed it on the bedside table.
"Come here." He suddenly spoke to Kou Xiaojing, who was standing beside the bed, a little at a loss.
Huh?
Kou Xiaojing looked up, her big eyes full of curiosity.
Chen Xi raised his hand, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get out of bed: "Come here and help me..."
Only then did Kou Xiaojing react and immediately stepped forward. Chen Xi put one hand on her shoulder and covered the healing wound with the other.
There was a faint medicinal smell on his body, and although his slender arms were holding her shoulders, they didn't exert much strength on her.
Kou Xiaojing looked sideways and could clearly see Chen Xi's profile, which was only a few centimeters away from her.
Her white skin was so delicate that as a woman, she couldn't help but feel jealous.
The facial contours with perfect lines have a fresh smell. Although he is ill, the faint and alienated princely temperament on his body has not diminished at all.
Kou Xiaojing smelled the faint medicinal smell emanating from his body, her heart beat wildly and she was very nervous.
Chen Xi didn't seem to notice Kou Xiaojing's nervousness. His expression was as calm as if the person next to him at the moment was not Kou Xiaojing, but just a crutch.
The two of them walked towards the door.
After leaving the bedroom and going downstairs, she saw Huang Hao and Jian Huanhuan sitting on the sofa. Jian Huanhuan pouted and turned her head to the side, seeming to be still angry, while Huang Hao sat aside with his legs crossed in a nonchalant manner.
, eating melon seeds and watching TV.
Seeing Chen Xi going downstairs, Huang Hao threw away the melon seeds in his hand, stepped forward to help him, and said, "Why don't you just lie down and go downstairs?"
Huang Hao naturally took Kou Xiaojing's place, ending the "close contact" between the two.
Chen Xi was helped to sit on the sofa, and Huang Hao warmly greeted Kou Xiaojing to sit next to him.
"Xiaojing, eat this, these cherries are very sweet." Huang Hao picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table and handed it to Kou Xiaojing.
Just as Kou Xiaojing was about to reach out, Jian Huanhuan turned around and reached out to grab the plate.
When Huang Hao saw this, he immediately glared at her: "What are you doing? You don't want to eat this..."
"Who said I won't eat it?" Jian Huanhuan rolled her eyes at him, grabbed a cherry and threw it into her mouth, and glared back at Huang Hao deliberately and provocatively: "Well, it's so sweet."
Chapter completed!