Chapter 21: Don't Guess a Woman's Thoughts

Soon the voice of the young woman came from the house: "What are you doing outside, pestle? ”

Xu Anmo looked at the leftovers on the coffee table, and wanted to cry without tears, so he silently turned around and went into the bedroom and gave the queen a potion.

Afraid that the queen would be impatient, he didn't dare to hesitate, opened the potion, and carefully applied it on her instep and legs.

"Something so cold, don't touch me," the young woman cried impatiently.

"Oh, try on clothes, it's raining just now. I'll just pay attention. ”

In order to prevent the wet clothes from rubbing on the bed, Xu Anmo kept bending over, and her posture was very uncomfortable, and it was inevitable that she would touch her body.

The young woman glanced back at him, then turned her head again and said, "Take it off, you can come up too, it's more convenient." ”

This can also be done?

Xu Anmo didn't hesitate, the wet clothes were cold and uncomfortable on his body, he had long wanted to take it off, and now that the queen let him take it off, could he still be hypocritical?

Quickly untied some damp clothes, but he felt even colder, and just wanted to rub cheekily into the quilt, he was glared at by the young woman, so he had to shrink down and rub the potion on her.

Xu Anmo was afraid that she would hurt, so he wiped it very slowly. Halfway through the wipe, he was a little cold and couldn't stand it, so he continued like this. It had to be frozen.

Glancing around, he reached out and took the young woman's coat and draped it over his body. When she heard the voice, the young woman glanced at him, but said nothing. Bury your head tightly under the covers.

After a while, he finally finished wiping it, Xu Anmo got out of bed, took the pills and remembered that there was no hot water, and he searched all the places in the room in his coat, not to mention boiling water or anything, but he didn't even have a hot water kettle.

"Hey, you wait, I'll go out and borrow you a cup of hot water. After speaking, Xu Anmo took off his warm coat, gritted his teeth and put the wet clothes back on Ke, opened the door and walked out.

The young woman lifted her head from the bed and looked in the direction of the door, her eyes a little complicated.

"Knock knock," there was a knock on the door outside, she was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to get out of bed, a familiar voice came: "Hey, hello auntie, can you borrow a cup of hot water for ......"

"Where did the madman come from, he asked for food at night, go fast, go fast, no ...... Bang"

"Damn, just borrowing a glass of water, when did you become a begging for food?" someone groaned speechlessly......

Then there was a knocking sound, and it seemed that she had gone downstairs, and the young woman was stunned, and suddenly she burst out laughing, and then leaned down and laughed out loud.

After a lot of hardships, Xu Anmo finally borrowed water after running several houses.

"Here comes the water," he put the tea that was no longer hot on the bedside cabinet, opened the medicine according to the instructions, picked up the water cup again, and handed it to her together: "The water is not too hot, just drink it, anyway, it's just medicine." ”

Seeing that the young woman took the things in her hand, Xu Anmo was completely relieved: "I'll go first, you can rest well." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and walked quickly to the door, the wet clothes on his body almost made him unbearable, it was so cold.

"Come back. Xu Anmo had already arrived outside the door and was about to close the door, when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted inside: "Are you calling me?"

There was silence in the room.

Xu Anmo swallowed his saliva suddenly, who else could there be here but herself? But what did she tell herself to go back for?

Xu Anmo closed the door again, and muttered in his heart, why do you have to choose every time, which makes it difficult for people with difficulty in choosing......

Pushing open the bedroom door, he pretended to be puzzled, "Did you call me?"

The young woman glanced and turned to face inward, leaving room on the bed.

Xu Anmo's throat suddenly itched, what does this mean? Is happiness beckoning?

He is not a hypocritical person, his intentions are so obvious, he just lay down.

"What's your name?" asked the young woman suddenly.

"Xu Anmo, what about you?" Xu Anmo inhaled the fragrance between her long hair, full of joy. The young woman's hair was soft and soft, and it looked as if it had been permed, and the overall look had a subtle wavy feeling, which matched her face shape very well.

The young woman paused, but replied, "Mo Fei." ”

"Murphy?" It's a weird name, but it's nice to hear. Xu Anmo's eyes couldn't help but be a little strange.

Mo Fei ignored his reaction, took his head out of his neck, looked at his side face silently, and asked for a long time, "Little Anmo, how old are you?"

Well, Xu Anmo is logically said to be underage, but he still said, "Eighteen." ”

"Oh, so small!" Murphy whispered, sighed, and buried his head in his neck again.

He looked at her busily: "I'm already an adult, where is I'm young?"

Mo Fei saw that he was in a hurry to argue, his thin body tensed, and he didn't feel funny, and said with a light smile: "What's wrong with adulthood? ”