Ruan Xingwan made a reluctant request: "I have some snacks in my room...... Can Mr. Zhou help me take it down? ”

If it weren't for the power outage, it would have been inconvenient for her, and she would have gone by herself.

Zhou Cishen got up: "Wait." ”

Ruan Xingwan smiled back at his indifference: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, it's in the small basket on the desk, you can just take a few of them." ”

Second floor.

Ruan Xingwan's desk was under the window, and the moonlight was faintly spread on the table, quiet and soft.

Zhou Cishen saw the basket full of snacks at a glance, and he had no interest in picking it at all, so he picked up the basket directly.

He turned around and had just taken two steps, not knowing what he had stepped on.

Zhou Cishen took a step back and squatted down on his knees.

……

Ruan Xingwan propped her hands on the table, looking at the flickering candles in front of her, slightly distracted.

Since last night, Zhou Cishen's attitude towards her has begun to be very weird, although the words are still so ugly, but he will take care of her from the details, is it really what kind of water raises someone?

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly something was put in front of her.

Ruan Xingwan retracted her thoughts, raised her head and looked at the basket full of snacks, moved her mouth to say something, and when the words came to her mouth, it was good for Zhou Ci to condescend and get it for her, what else did she want.

A smile appeared on her little face: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou." ”

Zhou Ci said with a deep face: "Instead of just saying thank you, it's better to do two less things that trouble me." ”

Ruan Xingwan directly ignored his sentence and opened a bag of snacks: "Do you eat Mr. Zhou?" ”

"Don't eat it."

It's just right not to eat, she just asks politely.

Ruan Xing chewed rattling at night, eating something, and his mood was much better.

Zhou Cishen sat beside her, staring at her with dark eyes, and after a while, he suddenly spoke: "Ruan Xingwan." ”

"What's wrong?"

In the night, Zhou Cishen frowned slightly, lowered his eyes to look at her stomach, his thin lips moved, and he still didn't say the rest of the words.

Ruan Xingwan said: "Mr. Zhou? ”

Zhou Cishen retracted his gaze and said in a light tone: "Eat less junk food, it's good for your brain." ”

Ruan Xingwan: "......"

At this time, the water on the coal stove boiled.

Ruan Xingwan put down the snacks in his hand and was about to get the basin, but Zhou Cishen had already gotten up and disappeared into the darkness with his long legs.

Two minutes later, he came out with cold water.

Ruan Xingwan never dreamed that one day, Zhou Cishen, a dog man, would actually boil water and wash her hair.

Not only does this matter not conform to his identity, but it also seems extremely weird.

Ruan Xingwan always felt that this was like a practice wine before going to the guillotine.

Strange oozing.

She said, "Mr. Zhou...... Why don't I do it myself? ”

Zhou Ci said coldly: "Shut up." ”

Ruan Xing sighed late and stopped talking.

The warm water spread overhead, and finally sank into the nearby flowers.

Although Ruan Xingwan can't see it, she can guess that this scene should be quite happy and warm.

Of course, the premise is that the dog man doesn't have a cold face the whole time.

In addition, the whole process is smooth and quiet, which makes people feel like they are just ordinary loving couples.

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