Let Xia Jin slow down on the sofa, Xi Fan took Xia Jin to the elevator that had never been used in the villa except for cleaning, and returned to the second floor.

Only at this time did Xi Fan feel that the elevator in this villa was still useful.

Because Xia Jin was injured, Xi Fan's plan to treat Xia Jin was all disrupted.

I looked at the time and found that it was already half past eight in the evening.

It took a lot of time to treat him with full irrigation therapy before, and then Xia Jin twisted her waist because she fell asleep, and neither of them has eaten until now.

After Xia Jin lay on the bed, his stomach rumbled.

Xi Fan chuckled and asked, "Hungry?" ”

Xia Jin stuffed his head in the pillow and replied sullenly: "Hungry." ”

"Wait for me in a moment, I'll go cook."

Hearing Xi Fan go out, Xia Jin pulled his head out of the pillow, and his face began to slowly redden.

There was no one around, and the feeling of accidentally hitting Xi Fan's lips before resurfaced.

That wonderful feeling completely suppressed the discomfort that came into contact with others.

Xia Jin didn't know if it was because this person was Xi Fan, or because this feeling was too amazing, which brought him different feelings.

But now, whatever it is, this feeling, he loves it.

If it weren't for the fact that his back hurt now, it hurts to move, and Xia Jin would have to roll around on the bed a few times in order to express the joy in his heart.

Holding the pillow and smirking for a while, he suddenly thought of seeing Xi Fan looking at him in a trance a few times, as if he was looking at someone.

Xia Jin's smile gradually faded.

Who is that man?

Boyfriend?

Xia Jin really wanted to ask Xi Fan who that person was, but what position did he think he had to ask others?

If Xi Fan really has a boyfriend, that person must be quite powerful, at least much more powerful than him.

It's a shame that he can't even hold himself.

Dejected, he buried himself in the pillow again, and Xia Jin seemed to have a big word "mourning" hanging on his head.

When Xi Fan came back with dinner, he was startled when he pushed the door and saw Xia Jin like this.

Hurriedly put the tray on the desk, walked to Xia Jin's side and asked, "Do you have a bad back pain?" Why does it look so uncomfortable, otherwise we should go to the hospital and have a look. ”

"No, no, no, I don't have to go to the hospital, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, lie down and rest for a while." When I heard that I was going to the hospital, I immediately put aside all my beautiful thoughts and frustrations!

Looking at the person who raised his head and shook his head vigorously in confusion, Xi Fan asked, "Is it really okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, ah, what did you make delicious? It's so fragrant, let's eat. By the way, you did it with gloves, right? ”

Xi Fan smiled and said with a smile: "Wear it, eat it with confidence." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed a spoonful of rice into Xia Jin's mouth, and then continued before he could speak: "Your hands have also been washed and disinfected, so let's eat it." ”

Xia Jin heard Xi Fan's explanation, swallowed the rice in his mouth with confidence, and ate happily.

When Xia Jin was almost finished, Xi Fan slowly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and said to him: "Actually, I didn't wear gloves when cooking, and I just fed you and I just washed my hands and didn't disinfect them." ”

Xia Jin's face turned pale instantly, and then he asked tremblingly, "Really?" ”

"Really." With a sigh, Xi Fan put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Xia Jin seriously and said, "After doing those experiments today, I think you should have thought about it, those terrible feelings are all imagined by you, and the facts are not the same as what you imagined, right?" ”

Xia Jin was silent, and then nodded: "That's right, it's true." ”。

"And what are you afraid of?" Xi Fan picked up the dishes, smiled at Xia Jin and said, "Have a good rest." ”