Chapter 42 Want to take a bath? How about I help you?
"Mo Chi, put me down!" Chu Rou's stomach was being pushed uncomfortably, and she patted Mo Chi's back.
"If you keep messing around and break it, I won't be responsible."
Mo Chi deliberately let go of her hand, and Chu Rou was about to fall headfirst, so she immediately became obedient.
The two stood in front of Chu Rou's house. Chu Rou glared at Mo Chi and asked, "How did you know my house number?"
“Shen Luo told me,” Mo Chi glanced at her, “What are you looking at me for? Open the door!”
Chu Rou unlocked the door with her fingerprint, went inside, and said, "Bye-bye!"
Just as the door was about to close, Mo Chi reached out and grabbed the edge of the door, pulled it open, and walked in carrying his suitcase.
"How did you get in?" Chu Rou stood at the door, not letting anyone pass. "President Mo, it's after get off work hours now. This is my private space."
Mo Chi put the box aside and closed the door behind him.
“You still seem to owe me money,” Mo Chi said, arms crossed, staring at Chu Rou. “What happened to the promise to take care of me? Who will take care of me now that I’m not here? I’m just staying here.”
Forgot about that? Chu Rou pursed her lips tightly. She really felt indebted to him. "It's not a good idea for a man and a woman to be alone in a room together!"
"I'd better talk to your aunt about how you started this relationship and then abandoned her!" Mo Chi pretended to take out his phone to call Shi Jingman.
Chu Rou hurriedly grabbed Mo Chi's hand and gritted her teeth to make way for him, "There are two empty rooms, you can choose one to stay in!"
Chu Rou took out her own slippers from the shoe cabinet and then found a pair of men's slippers and threw them in front of Mo Chi.
"You even prepared men's slippers?" Mo Chi glanced at the slippers; thankfully, they were new, and the tags were still on.
Chu Rou didn't understand what Mo Chi meant, and casually hummed in agreement, "My mom bought it for me."
Mo Chi's expression softened a bit. He walked around the house and chose the bedroom opposite the master bedroom.
Chu Rou still walked with a slight limp, so Mo Chi picked her up by the waist and said, "What do you want to do? I'll help you."
Chu Rou rolled her eyes. "I want to go into the bedroom to change my clothes. Can you help me?"
"Yes!" Mo Chi carried Chu Rou into the master bedroom and placed her on the bed.
Chu Rou was so frightened that she clutched her clothes tightly. "Get out, I'll change myself."
With a mischievous smile in his eyes, Mo Chi walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him.
Chu Rou breathed a sigh of relief; she was genuinely afraid that Mo Chi would do something outrageous.
After Chu Rou changed her clothes and opened the door, Mo Chi stood at the door with a bottle of medicated oil in his hand. "Let me help you apply the medicine."
Mo Chi carried Chu Rou back to the bedroom.
Chu Rou:......
She wanted to say that it really wasn't that serious.
Mo Chi placed Chu Rou's foot on his thigh and examined it. Her ankle was a little swollen.
He poured some medicated oil onto the injured ankle, then rubbed his hands together to generate heat before massaging Chu Rou's ankle.
Chu Rou's feet were slender and fair, and under the massage of the inkstone, they slowly turned rosy.
"Mo Chi, have you studied bone setting and massage?" Chu Rou thought Mo Chi's technique was very professional, so she blurted out the question.
Mo Chi paused in his work and said calmly, "It's like becoming a doctor through long illness; you learn by being injured a lot."
Chu Rou was surprised by this answer. "Having been sick for a long time makes you a doctor? You must be from a wealthy family, how come you get injured so often?"
"I practiced martial arts for a few years to protect myself."
Mo Chi didn't want to say anything more. He withdrew his hand, picked up the medicated oil, and stood up. "You lie down and rest. I've already ordered takeout. When it arrives, I'll carry you out to eat."
Chu Rou stared at Mo Chi's departing figure, thinking about how fast he had acted that night, as if he were even more skilled than her.
She moved her ankle and the pain was mostly gone. She estimated that she would be fine after a good night's sleep, thanks to Mo Chi's excellent technique.
Chu Rou lay on her back on the bed, contemplating life.
She thought leaving Mo Chi's apartment would allow them to cool off, but little did she know that she would not only become Mo Chi's special assistant, but also have to live under the same roof with him.
Wouldn't you say she tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead?
However, Mo Chi is quite good at taking care of people; I hadn't noticed that before.
Judging by the time, the takeout should be arriving soon, so Chu Rou decided to go out on her own. She didn't want to be carried around by Mo Chi anymore.
Chu Rou walked into the living room and saw that Mo Chi had just closed the door, with a pile of things at the door and him carrying takeout.
She blinked. "How did you conjure up so many things?"
Mo Chi placed the food on the dining table, opened it, and put it away. "These are clothes and daily necessities that I had someone send over."
Chu Rou walked to the dining table and sat down. There were two huge lunch boxes on the table, containing set meals with very delicate-looking dishes.
She looked up and asked Mo Chi, "Which takeout is this? It looks very high-end."
"I didn't remember the name of the restaurant," Mo Chi handed the chopsticks to Chu Rou, "I just ordered from this place because it looked nice."
Chu Rou took a bite and said, "Mmm, delicious. Recommend the restaurant to me later. I'll order takeout from them whenever I don't feel like cooking."
Mo Chi opened his phone and sent the merchant's message to Chu Rou.
Chu Rou opened her phone and almost spat out her food. She swallowed the food in her mouth and screamed, "You spendthrift! You spent over 500 yuan on takeout?"
"Am I, Mo Chi, not a CEO? Am I not entitled to eat a 500-yuan takeout?" Mo Chi said calmly.
"You're worthy, I'm not."
Chu Rou ate all the food, leaving not a single grain of rice. "I'm so full."
After finishing his meal, Mo Chi put the food away. "This meal will cost you 250 yuan. You can put it on my tab."
"How did your accounting lesson go today? Do some bookkeeping tonight, make sure you record all the financial transactions between us, and send it to me."
"Why didn't you tell me you'd have to pay before I ate?" Chu Rou was furious. He even charged her a ridiculous amount; was he calling her an idiot?
"You didn't ask before you ate it." Mo Chi stopped arguing with Chu Rou and went to pack his things.
Chu Rou's house doesn't have a study, and she never even considered studying or working from home. Now she can only study at the dining table.
He found her laptop, took out the two books Mo Chi had given him, and began studying intensely.
Mo Chi settled his things, then took out his laptop and sat down next to Chu Rou to process emails.
The two did their own thing and didn't bother each other.
Chu Rou's eyes started to droop. She looked up and glanced at the time. It was almost midnight. Usually, she would have woken up and taken a nap by this time.
She yawned and saw Mo Chi next to her, his fingers still typing away on the keyboard.
Chu Rou thought to herself: It must be tough being a child from a wealthy family. She's only in her early twenties and already has to juggle her studies and career.
She closed her laptop and book, and quietly got up, afraid of disturbing the inkstone.
Mo Chi suddenly grabbed Chu Rou's hand, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to sleep now. You should go to sleep early too, you have to go to work tomorrow."
Mo Chi picked her up and carried her to Chu Rou's bedroom. He placed her on the bed and stared intently at her. "Want to take a bath? How about I help you?"
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