Bai Youwei lay quietly and did not react.

"Bai Youwei?" Shen Mo's voice became a little heavier, like a string that was tense to the extreme.

She didn't move.

He shook her hand, and it was warm.

The cheeks, too, are hot.

The pulse, still there.

Breathing, too, is still there.

But why can't you wake up?

Is it a high fever that faints, or is it ......

Shen Mo's molars tightened, and he reached out and grabbed Bai Youwei from the bed!

"Ahh

Bai Youwei was defenseless, and let out a short exclamation in fright!

Shen Mo was stunned at first, and then anger appeared in his eyes!

Everyone who heard the sound all ran over and saw Bai Youwei sitting on the bed unharmed, Shen Mo standing in front of the bed, his face was covered with dark clouds, so dark that he could almost drip ink!

"What's going on?" Teacher Cheng looked at the expressions of the two in confusion, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Mo stared at Bai Youwei with heavy eyes, looked at it for a while, took a deep breath, and said, "It's okay." ”

said it was fine, but the tone was as cold as quenched ice slag, and it didn't look like it was okay at all!

Without waiting for Teacher Cheng to ask again, he turned around expressionlessly, didn't say a word, and walked out of the room.

The few people gathered at the door looked at each other, and they all noticed the subtle changes between Shen Mo and Bai Youwei.

Teacher Cheng asked worriedly, "Weiwei, what's going on?" Did you quarrel with Shen Mo? ”

"No ......" Bai Youwei denied, then pursed her lips and replied in a muffled voice, "He just ...... I thought I had become a doll. ”

Everyone: "......"

In silence, Tan Xiao blurted out: "Wow! You can't be pretending to do it on purpose! ”

Bai Youwei immediately glared at him fiercely: "Do I look like that kind of person?!" ”

Talking and laughing without scruples: "Like, like!" ”

"Laugh at your big smile!" Bai Youwei smashed a pillow over!

didn't hit, and ran away with a smile.

While running, he was still complaining: "Brother Mo! Vivi is throwing a tantrum again! ——”

Bai Youwei: "......"

Damn, she didn't mean to!

……

Throughout the afternoon, Shen Mo ignored Bai Youwei.

Of course, it's not completely ignored, Bai Youwei called him, he will come over, Bai Youwei wants to drink water, he will pour it, Bai Youwei wants to go downstairs, he will also carry her down.

But without saying a word, there was not even a superfluous look.

This made Bai Youwei very uncomfortable, and at the same time a little fresh, thinking that the reason why he was like this was because he was worried about her in the final analysis, it seemed that if he became a doll, it would not be a great stimulation for him.

Thinking about it, I decided to be broad-minded and forgive him for his rudeness.

Let alone......

She glanced at the white dress baked by the fireplace.

He did all the laundry for her, how could she be willing to be angry with him?

Shen Mo found a pile of chopped firewood under the eaves outside the back door, and he brought in a pile. The firewood was very damp, and some even had mushrooms on it, and it was inexplicably funny to be held in his arms.

Bai Youwei looked at him and smiled.

However, this smile failed to impress the man.

Shen Mo put down the firewood with an expressionless face and baked it in front of the fireplace to dry, in case the firewood in the fireplace ran out and didn't burn.

He squatted in front of the fireplace, his dark eyes reflected the firelight, and his arm muscles were smooth, and in three or two strokes, he stacked a pile of firewood into a small tower, tic-tac-toe, stacking layers on top of each one while ensuring that each firewood leaves a gap, increasing air convection and making them dry faster.

Bai Youwei sat next to him and watched him do things. He glanced at each other, and his indifferent expression gave people a silent warning that no one should approach, which made him even more cold and charming, full of masculinity.

She felt like a feather fluttering in her heart, and couldn't help but call him: "Shen Mo." ”

Shen Mo turned his head to look at her, frowning slightly with doubt.

"If one day, I become a doll." She stared into his eyes and asked seriously, "Will you cry for me?" ”