Si Ze looked at Yan Mo, then at his father-in-law sitting next to him, not knowing how to answer.
Did he just turn down his father-in-law?
So does he want it? If he doesn't agree, will his wife go back with him?
"Si Ze, is it okay?" Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Yan Mo asked again, with a little coquettish tone.
"I..." Before Si Ze could make a decision, Yan Ming saw that he was in trouble and answered for him:
"Ozawa said he wanted to go back."
"Do you want to go back?" Yan Mo looked at Si Ze, blinking her big eyes. He wanted to go back, and she couldn't force him to stay!
She was planning on sleeping with her sister anyway, so it didn't matter whether he was there or not.
If he stayed, she would have to make arrangements for him and clean up the guest room again, which would be more troublesome.
After thinking for a while, Yan Mo reminded: "Okay, go back and drive carefully and drive slowly."
"Oh!" Si Ze responded reluctantly, stood up slowly, and walked towards the door in small steps, waiting for someone to ask him to stay.
"Daughter, why don't you ask to stay with Ze, maybe he will agree!" Seeing this scene, Yan Ming suggested,
After hearing this, Si Ze, who was walking towards the door, slowed down his pace, so slow that he could step on an ant to death.
Si Ze's ears pricked up, and he shouted in his heart: "Speak up, keep me, keep me."
Yan Mo seemed to be singing a different tune from him. He just shook his head and explained to his father: "It's useless. No matter who says what Si Ze has decided, it doesn't matter."
"Is that so?" Yan Mingran said, "Then if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me!"
Si Ze closed his eyes tightly, feeling a chill in his heart.
His father-in-law could no longer be relied upon, and seeing that he was about to cross the threshold, Si Ze was so anxious!
He didn't want to go back alone, he wanted to be with her, especially after they had experienced such a wonderful night together last night. Si Ze was willing to let him go alone again.
No, we can't just go back like this.
Suddenly, Si Ze had an idea and just as he stepped out of the door, he fell to the ground.
"Si Ze," Yan Mo exclaimed, her body working faster than her brain, she ran towards Si Ze. When she reacted, she was already beside Si Ze. Seeing him covering his feet, she hurriedly said:
"What's wrong? Twisted your ankle?"
"Yeah." Si Ze nodded and looked at Yan Mo pitifully.
Yan Mo squatted in front of Si Ze and quickly reached out to lift up his trouser leg. He didn't see any redness, swelling, or bruises on his ankle. He murmured, "Could it be that he twisted it when he beat those people just now?"
But there were some injuries that were unavoidable, but they were invisible from the outside. To be on the safe side, Yan Mo raised his head and looked at Si Ze and asked:
"Where does it hurt?"
"foot."
"Where on the foot?" Yan Mo carefully pressed his ankle and asked, "Is it here?"
"No." Si Ze stared at his wife who was worried about him. His heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey, so sweet that he couldn't help but smile.
"Here." Yan Mo pressed his umbilicus again.
"no."
"here…"
“…”
After Yan Mo had felt his entire foot and still couldn't find it, she got angry and asked, "Where does it hurt?"
Yan Mo also sat down on the ground, looked at Si Ze with scrutiny, and said doubtfully: "Si Ze, you are not lying to me!"
"I dare not, honey, how could I lie to you? It's true." Si Ze looked at her tenderly, slowly pulled up her little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it.
"What are you doing?" Yan Mo said shyly, her face flushed, and she immediately retracted her arm.
This guy was acting like a jerk and didn't know how to restrain himself. He really didn't care where he was or whether anyone was watching him. She didn't even dare to look up at her father.
Yan Ming said embarrassedly:
"Xiao Ze, I'll go clean up the guest room for you."
"Dad, no need. It's too late. Let him sleep in my room! I'll sleep with my sister anyway." Yan Mo spoke up to stop her father's actions.
It's almost midnight now, and the guest room is basically full of miscellaneous items. It will take at least two or three hours to clean it up. Even if we clean it up immediately and move in right away, there will definitely be some smell.
Besides, her father was tired after a day's work, and she would feel bad if he dragged himself to help clean the house. She was also tired after a day's work, and she didn't want to move. Her room was empty anyway, and since she accepted him as a person, Yan Mo would naturally not reject him from entering her room.
Si Ze agreed: "Yeah! Uncle, you should go and rest first!"
Yan Ming's eyes swept back and forth between Yan Mo and Si Ze. He also learned from his wife how far his daughter and Si Ze had progressed. They had not yet held a wedding, but had obtained a marriage certificate. As a father, it was difficult for him to stop them.
"Okay!" Yan Ming agreed reluctantly, turned around and walked towards the master bedroom, thinking to himself that he would go back to the room and remind his wife later and ask her to explain some things that he was not convenient to say.
Watching her father's back as he left, Yan Mo no longer worried about whether he was lying to her. She clapped her hands, stood up, helped Si Ze up, went upstairs and returned to the room.
"You sit here first." Yan Mo helped Si Ze sit down on the single sofa, gave him some instructions, and then turned and left the room.
When she came back, she had brand new personal items and a first aid kit in her hands. Yan Mo took out a bottle of wine for bruises and injuries from it and handed all the personal items to him.
She helped him around the room and told him where everything was.
"Momo, can you apply some medicine on me?" Si Ze was expectantly.
No matter what, Si Ze was injured for her. Since he spoke, it must be true that he was injured, and she couldn't just ignore it.
Yan Mo looked at him and didn't ask any more questions. He took the medicine from his hand and applied another layer of medicine to his entire foot without caring where the injury was.
"Okay." After finishing, Yan Mo covered the iron medicinal wine, put it back into the medicine box, and stood up to walk out of the room.
"Mo Mo." Si Ze put one hand on the medicine box to stop her. Yan Mo looked at him in confusion.
"Apply the medicine." Si Ze pulled Yan Mo to sit beside him and said with a smile.
Yan Mo asked in confusion: "Besides your feet, where else does it hurt? Could it be the other foot?" She guessed, and as she spoke, she wanted to pull his other foot.
Si Ze immediately retracted his feet and avoided her hand.
"Si Ze, where else are you injured?" It was getting later and later, Yan Mo said anxiously. She was planning to chat with her sister later, and if she continued to waste time here, her sister would fall asleep soon.
He pulled her up and let her sit back in her previous position without saying a word. Under Yan Mo's puzzled gaze, he took her little hand, carefully removed the Band-Aid on her finger, took out iodine from the medicine box, and gently cleaned and applied medicine to her. This series of actions took another half an hour.
Yan Mo was anxious and said, "Okay, can I go now?"
Si Ze neither agreed nor disagreed, with his head lowered. Yan Mo didn't care about anything else. After thanking him, he immediately prepared to leave.
Just as she opened the door, an arm suddenly crossed the door frame, blocking her way.
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