A soft smile hung on the corner of Mo Fan's lips and no longer argued with him.
The two of them finished the noodles in relative silence.
Then Han Jiamei took the initiative to propose, "You go to bed tonight, I go to the sofa." She cared about him from the bottom of her heart.
Mo Fan did not refuse, "Okay." After all, this is his family, and I thought to myself, this girl is a little conscientious.
Then she saw her clean up the dishes and wash them on her own initiative.
This was Jiamei's first time washing her wrists. She was quite stable and did not break it. After washing, she wiped the moisture with a rag and put them in the disinfection cabinet.
That's how my aunt washes at home. She is not stupid.
Mo Fan got up and walked into the master bedroom. The feeling of sleeping in the bed was very long, and it seemed like a different life.
Standing in front of the bed, he looked at the flat quilt without any wrinkles. She had made great progress compared to the bed that looked like a doghouse on the first day.
Mo Fan's face was gentle, but she still kept his words in her heart.
"You won't dislike me, are you?" Han Jiamei came in and stood beside him and explained, "It's too late to wash it now. You can turn it over and cover it? It's not dirty. I take a shower every day, and the hair on the bed is cleaned every day, so I guarantee that there is no one."
"Since I gave the bed to me, then you can go out. There is nothing you have to do here." Mo Fan opened his lips lightly, "I'm going to sleep." In fact, they can all cover their own quilts.
This girl didn't expect it, Mo Fan thought it, but he wouldn't say it.
"Oh." The girl walked towards the door and stopped and looked back, "Don't lock the door, so that I can come in to see you at night."
"What are you looking at?" Mo Fan turned his eyes, and his face was beautiful and gentle under the light.
"You are the injured. It depends on whether you need to drink tea, whether you feel uncomfortable, or... do you want to go to the hospital?" She was still very worried about this for the first time, after all, it was because of herself.
Faced with her concern, a warm current flowed quietly in Mo Fan's heart, but he did not reveal it at all, "I understand, you go."
"By the way, you have to sleep on your side!" she explained again, "Put a pillow under your arms so that your arms won't get numb."
"Yes." Mo Fan felt very warm.
When he walked to the door and was about to close the door, Han Jiamei suddenly turned her eyes again, "By the way, do you want to take a leave tomorrow?"
She was so nervous?
Mo Fan looked at her gently, "No need, just a little injury."
"The body is your own, you can measure it yourself." She said, "Don't take it hard anyway, the company will not collapse if it lacks you for a day."
Mo Fan watched her leave, and then heard the sound of closing the door.
The girl's figure completely disappeared in front of her eyes, the corners of the man's lips raised lightly, and there was a deep light in his eyes.
Mo Fan went to bed and he lay on his side.
There was a faint fragrance on her body in the quilt, which made him feel very at ease.
Han Jiamei lay on the sofa, pulled over his quilt cover, and smelled the familiar faint fragrance. She couldn't help but remember the day when Fatton pulled a banner outside the company to propose, she turned around and ran into Mo Fan's arms.
The smell that invades the nose is also the one that tastes light, so unique, so clear, and so deep that she will never forget it in her life.
Late at night, both of them lay down, but neither fell asleep quickly. They were thinking about some things and past scenes.
At night, the office of the deputy general manager of the r-alan group was brightly lit.
Yu Mengxi just finished a conference summary. Based on what Su Lingling said, she also made a temporary adjustment to the True Love series.
Until the sound of footsteps came, Yu Mengxi raised her eyes when she heard the sound and saw Yin Lihua coming in.