95 Chapter 95

◎Fu Chen hurt his hand. ◎

Shen Mu was held tightly by Fu Chen for a long time.

He found that Fu Chen seemed to be afraid that he would run away, and he held him so tightly that he could not move at all.

As long as he moved slightly in Fu Chen's arms, Fu Chen would hold him even harder.

In the end, Shen Mu almost didn't dare to move, and could only try to reason with the drunkard in front of him: "Fu Chen, why don't you let me go first?"

Fu Chen didn't know how drunk he was, and didn't answer.

Shen Mu held the mobile phone in one hand, and he didn't know where to put the other hand. He could touch Fu Chen with just a touch.

This position was actually quite awkward, so he could only try to reason with Fu Chen again: "I'm still cooking in the kitchen, why don't you let me go and let me make dinner first?"

Perhaps out of consideration for Shen Mu's diet and health, Fu Chen finally took action and slowly let him go.

However, when he left Shen Mu's neck, it seemed that his thin lips brushed the exposed skin on Shen Mu's neck, whether it was unintentional or not.

Shen Mu shuddered instantly, and felt that area of ​​skin was numb. He subconsciously covered his neck, and then looked at Fu Chen with wide eyes.

As a result, Fu Chen looked at him as if nothing had happened, but his eyes were particularly dark, and he didn't know if it was the sequelae of drunkenness.

Shen Mu: "..."

He took a deep breath and persuaded himself, forget it, you can't reason with a drunkard.

But no matter what, Shen Mu didn't dare to sit on the sofa anymore, he stood up and hurriedly said: "Then you sit here, I'm going to the kitchen."

Then he strode to the kitchen.

After arriving in the kitchen, away from the space where Fu Chen was, Shen Mu suddenly felt that his breath was much smoother.

He stood in front of the stove and couldn't help touching his neck that Fu Chen had just kissed. He felt uncomfortable for a while, as if that piece of skin was about to burn.

He quickly put down his hand, calmed down his emotions, then washed his hands and continued to cook.

After such a delay, the sun has already set. It is indeed time to make dinner.

Shen Mu cut the uncut potatoes and put them in a bowl, then started to peel the carrots...

Just then, Fu Chen came to the kitchen door silently without a sound, leaned against the door frame and asked him: "Do you need my help?"

Shen Mu's hands trembled, and he peeled a large piece of carrot in an instant.

Fortunately, he was not holding a knife in his hand, otherwise he would have been hurt.

However, Fu Chen took two steps forward and looked at him with concern: "Are you okay?"

Shen Mu calmed down and shook his head: "Nothing."

After that, he looked at Fu Chen: "Are you sober?"

Fu Chen said vaguely: "Not bad."

Shen Mu saw that he seemed to have recovered, so he said to him: "Why don't you make a phone call and ask someone to pick you up?"

Fu Chen said: "Won't you keep me for dinner?"

Shen Mu was silent for a moment.

His answer was obvious.

At this moment, Fu Chen covered his stomach. He didn't know if it was because he drank too much, but now his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

Shen Mu's eyes fell on Fu Chen's stomach unconsciously.

He knew that Fu Chen was a very introverted person. If he didn't really have a stomachache, he shouldn't have such an expression?

But does Fu Chen have stomach problems? He has never heard of it.

However, given the situation, Shen Mu certainly couldn't be so cruel as to drive Fu Chen away, so he could only say, "Then you should stay and have dinner together before leaving."

Fu Chen said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Then he loosened his hand that was covering his stomach.

He also came to the stove and asked Shen Mu, "Do you need my help?"

Shen Mu refused, "No, I just want to make a simple curry rice, there's nothing I can help with."

Fu Chen nodded, then stood aside and watched Shen Mu cook.

It was six or seven o'clock in the evening, when thousands of lights were on, and families gathered together, chatting, or cooking.

Looking out the window, every bright window was bustling with activity.

Fu Chen glanced out the window, then retracted his gaze and looked at Shen Mu beside him.

The light in the kitchen was bright and warm.

Shen Mu, wearing a soft home suit, stood in front of the stove and peeled carrots carefully.

The light outlined a soft arc on his body.

At this moment, they seemed to be no different from other families, all of them were lively and happy.

Shen Mu didn't need to look to know that Fu Chen's eyes were always on him.

He felt that his peeling movements were about to be affected, so he could only try his best to put aside Fu Chen's influence on him, and then focus all his attention on cooking.

Fortunately, making curry rice is indeed a very simple thing, and it didn't take him long to make a delicious curry rice.

He first took out two plates, then turned on the rice cooker, put two spoonfuls of rice into each of the two plates, and finally scooped out the curry in the pot and poured it on the rice.

The curry contains potatoes, carrots, onions, etc. These ingredients are stewed very soft, and when poured on the rice, they look golden and translucent, and very delicious.

Shen Mu put a spoon in each of the two plates, and then handed one of them to Fu Chen: "Here."

Fu Chen then retracted his gaze from Shen Mu, and then took the plate.

The two came to the living room and tasted the curry rice carefully.

Shen Mu was quite satisfied with the curry rice he made.

Of course, the main thing is to put the curry cubes into the pot, and the basic taste will be there, so it can't be bad at all.

But for Fu Chen, this is indeed a very rare meal.

He seldom ate the meals cooked by Shen Mu, and because he liked Shen Mu, he also had a filter for this meal, and always felt that this meal was precious and delicious.

The two did not have much topic to talk about, and finished the meal in silence.

But the strange thing was that even though they did not say a word, they did not feel awkward at all. Maybe they had known each other for long enough and had a tacit understanding. Maybe it was for other reasons. In short, although Shen Mu was a little uncomfortable with having another person next to him, he still finished the meal easily.

After dinner, Fu Chen had no reason to stay.

While Shen Mu was washing the two plates, he turned around and said to Fu Chen, "Then call someone to pick you up now."

At this time, Fu Chen was peeling apples with a knife. When he heard Shen Mu's words, his mind was shaken, and then he didn't know how the knife cut his finger, and a glaring red blood flowed out instantly.

Shen Mu's eyes widened in an instant, and his tone was surprised; "What's going on?"

He quickly put the plate away, and then trotted over to observe Fu Chen's hand.

In contrast, Fu Chen, the injured party, did not react at all, and said lightly: "It's just a minor wound."

At the same time, he seemed to be more concerned about another thing. He raised his black eyes and looked at Shen Mu steadily: "Do you care about my injury?"

Shen Mu: "..."

Is Fu Chen's focus too biased?

Shen Mu did not answer, but Fu Chen seemed to have got the answer he wanted. Shen Mu's eagerness just now did not seem to be pretended, which means that Shen Mu cares about him, at least he cares about him after he was injured.

Fu Chen raised his injured and bleeding hands calmly, looking at Shen Mu quietly, with indistinguishable emotions surging in his black eyes.

Shen Mu: "..."

Does this person know that he is injured? He is too calm, right? ?

However, Shen Mu didn't care about Fu Chen's mood in this situation, and hurried to find the key and mobile phone: "Let's go to the pharmacy downstairs right away."

Fu Chen didn't answer him.

Shen Mu didn't notice anything unusual in a hurry, and soon he found the key and mobile phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to call Fu Chen to leave.

Who knew that when he turned around, he was shocked.

Just as he was looking for something, Fu Chen didn't know what happened, and his injuries became more serious, with both hands bleeding.

At first glance, this scene was particularly terrifying. Shen Mu was so surprised that

he trembled when he spoke: "What, what happened?"

Fu Chen's tone was so calm that he didn't sound like an injured person at all. He said lightly: "It's okay, I just accidentally touched the knife again." Shen Mu was so shocked that he couldn't say anything. But this was not the time to find out why Fu Chen was injured. He could only urge Fu Chen: "Let's go to the pharmacy." In this extremely urgent situation, Fu Chen said: "No hurry. " Shen Mu: "??? " No hurry? ? What do you mean by no hurry ? ! ... But Fu Chen was really not in a hurry. He casually pulled out a few tissues from the coffee table and then casually pressed them on his hands to stop his hands from bleeding further. He was calm and composed throughout the whole process, as if he was not the one injured. Shen Mu was so anxious that he almost got angry: "Don't you want to go to the pharmacy downstairs? How about I go buy some medicine?" In this situation, Fu Chen still had the leisure to ask: "Why do you care about me so much?" The tone was particularly strange, as if his injury just now was just an experiment, just to test whether Shen Mu really cared about him. Shen Mu vaguely felt what Fu Chen wanted to express, and was suddenly shocked and speechless. Is Fu Chen crazy? Did Fu Chen just hurt himself? Just to test whether he has any reaction? ? Shen Mu and Fu Chen looked at each other for a long time, vaguely startled. But he was not sure how Fu Chen was injured, and it was difficult to say anything. The living room was quiet for a moment. Fu Chen's hands were indeed seriously injured. Even after covering them with a few pieces of paper, the blood soon soaked through the toilet paper and continued to drip down. At this time, Shen Mu didn't care about anything else. He turned around and opened the door to go out, and then went downstairs to buy medicine. Shen Mu went downstairs to buy medicine as quickly as possible, and then ran back with a bag of medicine. He hurried to the sofa, sat down next to Fu Chen, and didn't care about avoiding suspicion. He directly grabbed Fu Chen's hand and began to treat his wound. He first took the toilet paper off Fu Chen's hand, then disinfected him with disinfectant, and finally applied medicine to him and put a bandage on him... After doing all this, Fu Chen's hand finally stopped bleeding successfully, and then rested safely on his knees. Shen Mu finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his heart. But now, the dignified Mr. Fu's hands are wrapped in gauze and he can't do anything. After Shen Mu treated Fu Chen's hand, he packed up his things while frowning and asked him: "What on earth did you do?" He wanted to know a definite answer to see whether Fu Chen hurt himself or it was just an accident. Fu Chen said lightly: "It was just careless." Shen Mu: "..." If a child came and said that he hurt himself accidentally, he would still believe it. But this is Fu Chen, the omnipotent Fu Chen. Would such a person accidentally hurt himself so much? Shen Mu wanted to ask something, but it seemed meaningless to ask more questions at this time, after all, Fu Chen was really injured. Shen Mu had to put away his doubts and concentrate on cleaning up the scene. While cleaning up, his heart was always lifted up.

After all, the drops of blood on the coffee table and the floor were so bright red and so dazzling.

These were all from Fu Chen's body, which made him shocked and distressed.

Shen Mu suppressed all kinds of complicated emotions, cleaned up the scene, and then looked at Fu Chen.

It has to be said that even if Fu Chen's hands were injured and he couldn't even move, his sense of dignity was not reduced at all.

He was wearing a black coat, sitting upright on the sofa, holding his two injured hands, and the aura of superiority on his body did not weaken at all.

Shen Mu looked at him.

Fu Chen also looked at Shen Mu.

After the two looked at each other quietly for a moment, Fu Chen said, "Do you mind taking care of the disabled for a few days?"

Shen Mu: "???"

Fu Chen continued, "I can't work like this, it seems I have to stay with you for the next few days."

After that, he added, "Maybe you can also chase me out to the street, I shouldn't be frozen to death."

Shen Mu: "????"

This is really the biggest joke.

The dignified Mr. Fu, just because his hands were injured, he fell to the point where he would be frozen to death on the street if he was chased out?