To be honest, the moment she stretched out her hand, Song Mi had already noticed something was wrong, but before she could react, her palm had already touched the man's head.

The touch is his soft and smooth hair.

"..."

Finished.

She suddenly remembered that this man had severe mysophobia, and she couldn't even get close to him to talk. If she bumped into him so blatantly, would she really not die?

The graduated cup was still in Tan Xize's hand. He was stunned by the sudden compliment and could not recover for a long time.

She just slapped him on the head?

And you praise him for being awesome?

There was no change in expression on Tan Xize's face. He calmly raised his eyes lazily and looked at Song Mi's completely stiff face.

"How long are you going to touch it?"

Song Mi: "..."

Her hand was actually still on his head.

This is too embarrassing.

She quickly took her hand back and decided to apologize first: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan."

Tan Xize put the graduated cup on the coffee table and asked calmly: "What did you just do?"

Song Mi was so frightened that her heart was beating wildly. She put her hand on her chest and pressed it hard, explaining truthfully: "I have a younger brother who doesn't like taking medicine. When I was a child, every time I coaxed him to take medicine, I would touch it.

His head, a word of praise."

Talking about Xize, I just listened and didn’t speak.

Silence is undoubtedly compelling.

Song Mi felt that the air around her was being lost, and there was no new replacement. She found it hard to breathe for a while, and kept thinking about why he didn't speak...

Are you really angry?

Unexpectedly, Tan Xize's next sentence was to ask her: "What are you praising?"

Song Mi: "...?"

What is the point of praise?

He's not angry?

She was slightly shocked for a moment, and then gave him an analogy: "Similar to... what a nice little chat? That's it. Hahahaha."

After saying this, she couldn't help but laugh.

Tan Xize lazily leaned back on the sofa and raised his eyes to look at Song Mi, who was already smiling. The little girl's eyebrows were glowing, and the corners of her eyes seemed to be shining brightly. Her teeth were very white, and eight of them were exposed when she smiled.

No matter how you look at it, you will feel very warm and healing.

He looked at her smile and couldn't help it. He pursed his thin lips and laughed silently.

Let’s talk a little...?

"Eh..."

Song Mi was surprised to find that she put her hands on the sofa, leaned towards him, and stared at his face with her big eyes, "Mr. Tan, when you purse your lips and smile, there is a small pear dimple on the left side!"

This wasn't the first time she saw him smile, but it was the first time she saw his little pear dimple. He didn't smile at other times, only when he pursed his lips and smiled.

It's completely like a discovery in the New World.

Tan Nishizawa's reaction was a little weird. As soon as he heard the word "Liu", the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

He returned to his calm and indifferent look.

Song Mi didn't know where he had stepped into a minefield again. He bit his lower lip, quickly suppressed the bright smile on his face, and dryly withdrew and sat back down, not even daring to express his anger.

A long time passed.

Silence spread freely between the two of them.

Song Mi glanced at him secretly and asked cautiously: "Mr. Tan, are you hungry? How about I get you something to eat?"

Tan Xize closed his eyes and asked her lazily.

"What will you do?"

Considering that he was currently a patient with a fever, Song Mi thought it would be a good choice to make porridge for him.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?"

"Don't drink."

"Vegetable porridge?"

"No."

"Pumpkin porridge."

"..."

Until he didn't even want to answer a word, Song Mi was in trouble: "You don't even like it?"

Tan Xize said calmly: "I don't drink porridge."

"..."

Then you didn't tell me earlier!

Forget it, considering he is a patient.

Don't care anymore.

Song Mi: "Mr. Tan, how about I make you some soup?"

Tan Xize gave a faint hum.

Oh, it seems that Tang can accept it.

After confirming this, Song Mi asked again: "Can corn ribs soup be okay?"

In fact, Nishizawa is not a particularly picky eater. There are only some foods that he cannot accept. He nodded and said it was okay.

Song Mi stood up and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"

Tan Xize pointed in a direction towards her.

Following the direction he pointed, Song Mi walked into a spacious corridor. Every tile he stepped on was so bright that it shone brightly.

Next to it is a huge long floor-to-ceiling glass, and outside is the boundless night and moon.

There is also a dark garden. The lights in the garden are not turned on, so the scenery inside cannot be seen clearly.

This corridor was a hundred meters long, and Song Mi instantly felt that it was understandable that he would get lost in such a house.

Well, there's no shame in that.

Who else can come back without getting lost?

The kitchen was at the end of the corridor. Song Mi went inside, turned on the light next to the door, and looked at the built-in refrigerator occupying one wall, the extra-long cabinets, and the extremely large central freestanding table. He was stunned.

This kitchen is larger than the entire house her family rents now.

She swallowed.

This is really rich...

Song Mi came to the refrigerator and couldn't open it like a country bumpkin. He pulled it on the left and on the right, but it still didn't open.

Just when she was in trouble, a big hand with distinct joints suddenly appeared next to her.

Press a button that lights up red.

With a beep, the door of the small refrigerator in front of her opened.

Song Mi subconsciously turned around and saw Tan Xize standing very close behind her. The distance between them was only about twenty centimeters. His hands were still on the buttons, but his eyes were lowered.

He happened to meet her eyes, his dark eyes were deep and calm.

At this moment, at this moment, Song Mi's heart skipped a beat.

I don’t know if I was scared...

Her throat was a little tight, and she squeezed out two words dryly.

"Thanks."

Tan Xize didn't respond and reached into the open refrigerator compartment to get something.

The posture of the two people now is a bit weird, even ambiguous. Tan Xi Ze is reaching out to pick up something, while Song Mi is standing in front of him, as if he is trapped between him and the refrigerator.

This created a situation that made Song Mi feel a little embarrassed.

The roots of the ears are turning red unconsciously.

Tan Xize took out two corns sealed with plastic wrap, lowered his eyes and asked her: "Is it enough?"
To be continued...