Your Excellency, I love you!

"..."

Sitian pursed her lips, and Mu Yunshen saw that she seemed to finally be unable to bear the anger and stab him, but Sitian sat down in the next second, "Okay, I'll pour you a glass of water to watch with you."

She quickly poured a glass of juice and Mu Yun looked at her deeply, "I drink plain water, you drink juice?"

Si Tian changed their cups, "Then you drink juice."

Mu Yunshen didn't speak, and sat with an indifferent face. Sitian took the remote control and took the play button.

She took a pillow and sat down beside him, not deliberately far away, but not too close, similar to the normal distance between friends when they sit together.

The movie started soon, a blockbuster movie about American secret agents, revolving around the emotional entanglement of family members, the filming was tense and lyrical.

Mu Yunshen looked at it for a while, then turned his head to the side, and saw the woman beside her with her face on the pillow, her eyes fixed on a certain part of the coffee table, her eye sockets were faintly red, and she was in a trance.

Frowning, Mu Yunshen habitually raised his hand to hug her, but she was sitting right next to him, and the moment he raised his injured hand, the man immediately groaned in pain.

Si Tian immediately came back to her senses, put down her pillow and looked at him, "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

Mu Yun looked at her soft white face and slender shoulders so close, and was suddenly so annoyed that he was injured that he couldn't even hug her.

"Sit down and lean in my arms," ​​he said hoarsely, "I haven't hugged you for a long time."

"It will touch the wound on your arm." Si Tian carefully put his injured hand on a pillow and laid it flat, "Keep watching."

"You're not watching, you're distracted," he stared at her, "Since you don't like to watch, what are you doing with this movie?"

"No, I'm a little tired, so I want to rest for a while, I just watch it with you," Si Tian smiled, "If you don't want to watch this one, then I'll change it, I thought you like this taste."

The man's tone was almost sarcasm, "You don't know what kind of movies I like?"

"Yeah, you didn't say that," Sitian picked up the remote control again, and asked in a good-tempered manner, "What type are you watching?"

Mu Yun looked at her deeply, but didn't speak.

Si Tian flipped through a few pages of the selection of good movies, and asked again, "Do you watch science fiction?"

Mu Yunshen raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, "Aren't you eager to choose one right away so that I can shut up and not quarrel with you?"

Sitian was stunned for a moment, then sighed, brushed away the long hair that fell down her face, and smiled helplessly, "Mu Yunshen, you are so difficult to serve, I don't know what to do."

"Is it because I am difficult to serve or you don't want to serve me," the man said blankly, "Take care of me like a dead body all day long. If you don't know, you may think you are a full-time nurse in the mortuary."

After a pause, he added lightly, "No, at least the nurses in the mortuary will wipe the body of the corpse. You haven't even wiped my face for me. I wiped it myself with one hand."

This metaphor...

Sitian looked at him, "It's just that every night when you want to wipe your face, I'm memorizing the script. I'm sorry, I will wipe it for you tonight,"

She ignored his obviously complaining words, or his intention to find fault with her and quarrel with her, and simply took the topic away, "Go on and watch the movie, what are you watching?"

"The one just now."

When these four words came out, Sitian thought he wanted to continue reading, and was about to call them out, but heard him ask in a low voice, "Your eyes were red just now, did you think of your real family?"