"......." Wen Yichen didn't reply, but slowly picked up the apples on the table with his hands and went to the kitchen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What are you doing in the kitchen?" Xia Moyan watched Wen Yichen enter the kitchen, for fear that he would feel something strange, and then asked uneasily.

"Peel the apple!" Wen Yichen responded while peeling apples in the kitchen.

"Uh..... Do you peel apples? Will you get your hands dirty? What if..."Xia Moyan hurriedly ran to the kitchen door and leaned against the wall and asked.

"No!" Wen Yichen interrupted Xia Moyan's words, and then shaved his hand as he spoke.

"Shit" Wen Yichen's face turned pale, and he threw the knife to the ground and roared.

"Hey, Wen Yichen, you can tell me if you want to eat, and I can cut one for you." Xia Moyan looked at it, couldn't help laughing, and then said intermittently.

"You want to laugh when you see me cut my hand?" Wen Yichen looked at Xia Moyan's expression of trying not to stop smiling and asked.

"No, of course not, does it hurt, I'll help you bandage it?" Xia Moyan saw that Wen Yichen was bleeding, and then hurriedly said.

"It doesn't hurt, help me bandage," Wen Yichen said, walking to the sofa and sitting on the sofa.

"You haven't peeled an apple!" After Xia Moyan went upstairs to find the medicine box, she went downstairs and walked towards Wen Yichen with the medicine box and said, then put the medicine box on the table, squatted down beside Wen Yichen and gently picked up Wen Yichen's fingers and blew, "Does it hurt?" Xia Moyan asked, opened the medicine box, and then used a cotton swab to suck the bright red blood on Wen Yichen's hand, and slowly applied the potion to Wen Yichen's fingers.

"Xia Moyan" Wen Yichen's heartbeat began to mess up the original rhythm when he saw this, and he looked down at Xia Moyan and shouted.

"Huh? What's wrong, does it hurt you? Xia Moyan raised her head to Wen Yichen's affectionate eyes, her face couldn't help but blush a little, and asked.

"Hmph, you still care about me." Wen Yichen said with a smile.

"I'll help even if it's a stranger." Xia Moyan lowered her head and continued to bandage. But before his hand fell on Wen Yichen's fingers again, Wen Yichen had already withdrawn his hand. The smiling face just now was gone, and instead of a face full of anger.

"What's wrong?" Xia Moyan also asked Wen Yichen with a confused expression.

"Xia Moyan!" Wen Yichen threw Xia Moyan onto the sofa and imprisoned Xia Moyan tightly on the sofa with his legs. The slender hand tightly grasped Xia Moyan's thin arm and roared angrily.

"Wen, Wen Yichen, you...."

"Xia Moyan, do you really don't know or pretend not to know, you give me hope again and again, and then extinguish the hope I ignited, Xia Moyan, how many men have you used this trick to provoke?"

"Wen Yichen, you think too much." Xia Moyan is already on the verge of collapse, Wen Yichen, a psychopath with a split personality! Xia Moyan thought in her heart.

"I'm thinking too much? Then why would I like you. Wen Yichen asked puzzled.

"Uh, what do you want me to say?" Xia Moyan asked with a smile.

"I want you to answer me with practical actions, you love me, and you only love me." Wen Yichen said, and swallowed what Xia Moyan was about to say with his thin lips into his stomach.

Xia Moyan opened her eyes wide and looked at Wen Yichen who was close at hand without struggling, anyway, struggling was useless for Wen Yichen, it was better to cater to Wen Yichen, at least, so that it would not anger Wen Yichen. So he slowly closed his eyes and slowly sank......