At this moment, there are no romantic scenes reminiscent of idol dramas.
There were no pink bubbles like in Mary Sue novels.
Because Mu Xiaocheng only felt that her nose hurt!
Damn it!!
Why is Ji Huaishen's chest so hard?
She might as well just fall to the floor!
A warm stream began to flow from my nose.
Ji Huaishen seemed to have noticed something was wrong and let go of her.
He glanced down, his heart tightened, and he suddenly felt a little panicked.
"Mumu, lift your head."
Mu Xiaocheng's eyes welled up with tears from the pain, and she obediently raised her head.
Bright red blood gushed from his nose. Ji Huaishen didn't even bother to put his clothes back on before rushing to grab some tissues from the table.
He used a piece of paper to plug Mu Xiaocheng's nose, then took out his phone and dialed Lian Xu's number.
I need to see you within three minutes.
He finished speaking coldly and then hung up the phone.
Mu Xiaocheng kept her head tilted back and didn't dare to move.
Her nose stung and hurt so much that she wanted to cry.
What did she do to deserve this? She just wanted to see a tattoo, and she almost ruined her nose.
Ji Huaishen pulled her to the sofa and made her sit down, but kept apologizing.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm so sorry..."
Mu Xiaocheng: "..."
Why are you apologizing again?
She tilted her head back, and could see his expression clearly.
His fair face was slightly flushed, his brows were furrowed, and he looked a little nervous and flustered. In this way, he even looked a little bit cute.
Mu Xiaocheng held back her laughter and said, "It hurts so much."
Her voice was a little muffled, and it sounded rather pitiful.
Upon hearing this, Ji Huaishen half-squatted in front of her, looking at her nervously, and began to apologize earnestly again, his eyes full of self-reproach.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault."
"How about I blow on it for you?"
Mu Xiaocheng was taken aback: "Blow? Do you think I'm a child?"
"Um."
He responded softly, his expression serious.
Indeed, in his eyes, she was a well-behaved child who deserved to be cherished.
Still?
child?
What exactly is small about her?
Mu Xiaocheng snorted in dissatisfaction, but then her nose started bleeding again, soaking the tissue red.
"Mumu, be good, don't move around."
He nervously reached out and touched her head, just like he would soothe a child.
Mu Xiaocheng's nose hurt, and she didn't bother to argue with him. She just muttered under her breath, "I don't know what he ate to grow up like this. His chest is so hard."
Ji Huaishen: "..."
His expression changed, his thin lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
He just kept apologizing.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I should have been more careful."
Mu Xiaocheng: "..."
Actually, she's not an unreasonable person.
It was her own carelessness.
There was no need for Boss Ji to keep apologizing, but seeing his nervous and flustered appearance, she felt a great sense of accomplishment.
After all, it's surprising that a man who is usually mature, composed, aloof, and noble has this side to him, hehehe... It feels pretty good.
Yeah, she must be a bad kid.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Mu Xiaocheng lowered her eyes and looked at Ji Huaishen's left chest.
That "tattoo"...
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a scar.
That son of a bitch, Chi Yan!
How dare you lie to her!
However, Mu Xiaocheng looked at his fair chest, with its clearly defined muscles.
She couldn't help but swallow, but then she felt blood starting to gush out of her nose again.
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