Chapter 41 "Boyfriend? Huh?"

Meng Shiyi: “…” What do you mean by throw it away after use?

The sour and complaining tone made it seem as if she was some kind of scumbag.

Meng Shiyi's ears were burning so much that she felt like she was about to smoke. She ruthlessly drove He Xiluo out.

She pulled the curtain shut, changed her clothes inside, and lingered for a long time before going out after calming down.

I thought He Xilou was leaving eventually.

Unexpectedly, when she went out, the man was lying on the sofa next to her, with his long legs crossed, his posture noble and lazy, as if he was waiting for her.

The haunted man...

He Xilou heard the sound of the curtain being lifted, turned his head slightly, and narrowed his eyes suddenly: "What's wrong with your face?"

Meng Shiyi took a step back, her face burning hot.

She thought she was blushing again, so she raised her hand to touch herself. Realizing something was wrong, she immediately took out a small mirror.

The sides of his cheeks were a little morbidly red and swollen, and a little itchy, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-white skin next to it.

Like...allergies?

Meng Shiyi's fingertips paused, and her heart seemed to be sinking to the bottom bit by bit.

Before she could react, He Xilou had already stood up and grabbed her wrist, saying in a low voice:

"Come on, follow me to the hospital."

The man's scorching heat came from my wrist, and I could clearly feel his rough fingertips.

Meng Shiyi took back the mirror and was forced to keep up with his pace. Strange emotions surged in her heart, and she wanted to break free from him:

"No need, I can just take a taxi myself."

Isn’t it said that He Xilou is usually very busy?

What's more, she didn't want He Xilou to see her like this...

He Xilou tilted his head, his pupils were particularly dark, staring at her intently, and chuckled: "There's a ready-made driver, why don't you use it?"

Meng Shiyi followed him in a daze, her eyes slightly widened.

He... wants to be her driver?

He Xilou's Maybach was parked at the north gate of the school. The luxury car exuded a deep, delicate sheen, its black paintwork radiating a subtle luster.

Meng Shiyi was forcefully stuffed into the passenger seat by him.

With a "click", the car door was locked.

It's like boarding a pirate ship and being unable to jump off halfway.

Meng Shiyi slowly fastened her seat belt, pursed her lips, and said softly, "Will this be too much trouble for you? I really can go by myself."

He Xilou placed his hands on the steering wheel, the veins on his forearms clearly visible and very sexy. He said slowly:

"No trouble."

There is an elegant and pleasant perfume scent in the car, which is light, refreshing and can soothe people's impetuous emotions.

Meng Shiyi secretly glanced at He Xilou out of the corner of her eye, and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Her face felt hot and the stinging sensation became more and more obvious. She took out the small mirror again and saw that the redness and swelling on her face were more obvious.

It looks very noticeable on fair skin.

Meng Shiyi's fingertips paused slightly, a little sadness arose in her heart, a bitter taste surged to the tip of her nose, and her chest felt sore and swollen.

She lowered her head involuntarily, wishing she could bury herself in the ground.

Everyone wants to be perfect in front of their secret admirer, and she is no exception.

But she is not good-looking or pretty now.

Why, in front of He Xilou...

Perhaps sensing her unhappiness, He Xilou casually took out a candy from the storage area and threw it into her arms while waiting for the red light:

"Eat one?"

His tone seemed to be comforting her, with a little more doting than his usual casual and playful tone.

"Thank you." Meng Shiyi opened the package and was slightly stunned.

Isn’t this the candy she gave to He Xilou last time?

He didn't eat any.

Since you don't like sweet things, why did you ask her for it in the first place?

Meng Shiyi was in mixed emotions and felt dizzy.

The moon was hazy and the night wind was gentle and delicate, blowing through the leaves, leaving a rustling sound.

The hospital is not far from the school, there are few vehicles, and the road is smooth, so it takes about ten minutes to get there.

Meng Shiyi originally thought that He Xilou was just acting as a driver and was kind enough to bring her here.

I didn't expect this person to follow her in...

After making an appointment, the doctor said it was just a common allergy on my face, caused by inferior preservatives in cosmetics. It would heal with medication and an IV drip. He also recommended a light diet and plenty of warm water.

Meng Shiyi even asked the doctor for a mask and buried the lower half of her face in it.

Just like a little turtle retreating into its shell, I gradually felt a sense of security.

Meng Shiyi wanted to hide from He Xilou.

She was not feeling well, with a dizzy head and a swollen headache. Coupled with her embarrassing emotions, the corners of her eyes were red, as if stained with a layer of pink clouds, and her eyes were wet, hazy and crystal clear.

He Xilou pulled her in front of him, gently held her head, lowered his head and leaned forward, staring at her with his dark eyes:

"It's just an allergy, what are you afraid of?"

Meng Shiyi hurriedly avoided his gaze and said in a muffled voice:

"But I don't look good now."

The next second, Meng Shiyi's chin was unexpectedly lifted up by the man's palm.

He Xilou's handsome face suddenly enlarged. He sneered softly and held her face with one hand through a thin mask.

Meng Shiyi was forced to look up and meet his gaze, her eyes meeting those dark, bottomless eyes.

He Xilou's low, hoarse voice gradually reached my ears, gently tapping my eardrums, defiant and wanton:

"I'm here, who dares to say you're not good-looking?"

For a moment, Meng Shiyi froze in place. All the surrounding sounds were drowned out, leaving only He Xilou's voice echoing over and over in her mind.

He Xilou calmly let go of his hand and said, "I'll go get the medicine. You sit here and wait for me."

"good."

Meng Shiyi sat on the chair next to her, waiting for her number to be called for the infusion.

There were not many people in the hospital tonight, it was quiet and peaceful, and the air was filled with the smell of herbs, which was not pleasant.

Suddenly, there was a "bang".

A white-haired old lady was walking by with a cane. Her steps were not steady and she suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

But the tangerines in the basket in his hand all rushed out and scattered all over the floor, with some even rolling under the chair.

The old man is in poor health and moves slowly.

Meng Shiyi didn't hesitate. She squatted down and picked up the oranges one by one, holding them in her palm and returning them to her.

"Thank you so much," the old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly and forced two tangerines into her mouth. "These tangerines are so sweet. One for you and your boyfriend."

When Meng Shiyi heard the word "boyfriend", her breathing stagnated and her eyelashes trembled.

But the old lady was still smiling kindly and calmly.

It's normal for young people to be a little shy.

She had sharp eyes and saw everything: the young man leaned over, cupped the girl's face to comfort her, and was almost about to kiss her.

Oh, the young people nowadays, really~

"..." Meng Shiyi pursed her lips and remained silent. After all, they were strangers whom she had only met once, so she did not explain too much and just thanked her softly.

Meng Shiyi looked up only after the old lady left.

The place where medicine could be obtained was empty, and there was no sign of He Xilou.

The next second, a soft, low laugh came from behind me, low and tender.

Meng Shiyi seemed to sense something and turned around immediately.

He Xilou stood lazily in front of her, holding a bag of medicine in his hand. There was a hint of unruliness and playfulness in his voice, and his voice was both rogue and seductive:

"Boyfriend? Huh?"