"I'm sorry, I thought it was a burglar in the house." Xia Nanxing smiled a little embarrassedly at him and explained aloud.

The man nodded knowingly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "My name is Mousse." ”

"Mousse cake!" Hearing Mousse's name, Xia Nanxing, who is a senior foodie, instantly popped out these four words in his brain, and then blurted out involuntarily.

When Mousse heard these four words, not only did he not get angry, but he couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing Mousse's laughter, Xia Nanxing realized how rude his behavior was just now, and quickly apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ......"

"It's okay, that's a pretty good nickname." Mousse interrupted Xia Nanxing's words loudly, raised his lips and smiled: "It's the first time someone has called me like this." ”

After Mousse's words were finished, a trace of cold sweat appeared on Xia Nanxing's face, and he smiled embarrassedly.

"You go to bed and lie down, and I'll go down and get the medicine box." Mousse whispered softly again, then turned and walked downstairs.

And Xia Nanxing also obediently lay on the bed this time, waiting for Mousse to give him an injection.

Mousse first checked Xia Nanxing's throat to confirm that her tonsils had been de-inflammated, and then dispensed medicine to her.

Seeing her staring at the needle in her hand a little nervously, the corners of Mousse's mouth rose again, and he suddenly asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Xia Nanxing." As soon as Xia Nanxing replied, Mousse took a needle and plunged it into the back of her hand.

But because she was talking to him distractedly just now, she didn't notice this, and she didn't feel any pain.

After packing up his tools, Mousse brought a chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Little girl, you're still underage, aren't you?" Mousse looked at her and smiled and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Mousse and Chi Huainan have been friends for many years, and they know his character very well, and they have never been close to women, so they even hid a little girl in the apartment.

And she didn't tell him, and the more she thought about it, the more curious she became.

When Xia Nanxing heard Mousse's question, Xiu Mei frowned slightly, and corrected in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Mr. Mu, I am already eighteen." ”

"Really? I really didn't see it. Mousse smiled again.

He has a handsome appearance, always with a faint smile on his face, and his gestures are extraordinarily elegant, as if this elegance rises from his bones.

Seeing Mousse like this, such a temperament, Xia Nanxing couldn't help but think of a sentence.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

If other girls had seen Mousse like this, they would probably have been fascinated by him.

"You haven't said what your relationship with Ahuai is." Mousse's smiling eyes stared at Xia Nanxing's cheeks and asked with a smile, "Could it be his adopted daughter?" ”

"How is that possible!" As soon as he heard Mousse's words, Xia Nanxing hurriedly explained: "My uncle and I are husband ......."

However, before Xia Nanxing's words could be finished, she was interrupted by a ringtone, and it was her mobile phone that she put on the bedside rang.

Mousse reached out and took the mobile phone and handed it to Xia Nanxing's hand, and after Xia Nanxing saw the name displayed on the screen, a panicked look flashed on his face, and without any hesitation, he quickly swiped the screen to connect the phone.