After wearing a book, he was picked up by his rival movie emperor

Song Linxi knew that Shen Muze was here, so she could take him back.Also, he doesn't have to worry about owls anymore.

Even the most intoxicated, can recognize someone who can be trusted.

When he was dragged back by Shen Muze, he felt in a daze as if he had forgotten something, but when the alcohol came on, he had a headache and couldn't remember anything.

After walking a few steps, Shen Muze noticed that Song Linxi's steps were unsteady and slow, as if she could walk well.

He stopped, bent over slightly, picked up the man on his back and continued walking.

This time, he didn't have the extra time to ask for permission, and Song Linxi didn't resist either, hugging his generous shoulders, and buried his whole face in it.

Shen Muze's neck smelled fragrant, and it was the shower gel he usually used at home. He felt sleepy when he smelled it.It doesn't matter, Shen Muze won't throw him off if he is asleep, he subconsciously thinks so.

Shen Muze felt warm breath and fluffy hair in his neck.

In the woods at night and the sea breeze blowing, Song Linxi shrank subconsciously, her head shrunk into Shen Muze's coat.

Although he didn't move much, Shen Muze knew that he was cold, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

In just 10 minutes, because it was too stable and comfortable, Song Linxi had a dream on Shen Muze's shoulder.

He dreamed of an apocalypse, in which he was no longer afraid of owls, and became a steel warrior, wearing armor to fight a group of giant owls.The armor is very light, but very hard, and the owl's sharp weapon cannot hurt him.He broke through the siege and found the last firefly in the world on the top of the night mountain. He carefully rescued the firefly and raised it carefully.

It was a doomsday without light, without sun, moon, stars, and flames, and fireflies were the last hope.

His fireflies gradually grew up, giving birth to many small fireflies.The fireflies are connected into pieces, illuminating people's way home.There is a guiding light in the darkness, and people have hope again.

The corner of Song Linxi's mouth curled up while dreaming, he let the fireflies go, and the night became day.

Drowsy, he has been brought back to the villa.Shen Muze gently carried him upstairs, entered the room, and closed the door.

The room was very warm, after Shen Muze put him on the bed, he went to the bathroom and took a hot towel to wipe his face.

The little face is dirty from crying and needs to be washed.

The clothes are full of tree seeds and need to be changed.

Also, my hands seem to be stung by insects, so I need to apply medicine.

One by one, Shen Muze washed his face first.

After Song Linxi was let go, the dream was broken.His head hurts right now, but the towel is warm and comfortable.After being wiped on his face, he regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

"Song Song, do you want some water?"

Seeing that he was awake, Shen Muze picked up the bowl on the bedside table, intending to feed him some honey water to hangover.

Song Linxi's mind was blank, and she hadn't been able to think too much yet. Seeing the ceramic spoon that Shen Muze brought to her mouth, she frowned.

"No...don't want to drink medicine."

When he was sick when he was a child, his mother used this kind of ceramic bowl and ceramic spoon when feeding Chinese medicine.Now when he sees such a bowl, he feels that he is sick and needs to take medicine.

But the medicine was very bitter, and he was afraid of taking it.

Shen Muze laughed, knowing that he had misunderstood.

"It's not medicine, drink some honey water."

Hearing that it wasn't medicine, Song Linxi nodded, but she didn't quite believe it, and hesitated to open her mouth.

Shen Muze's eyes fell on his tightly pursed lips, and he could see his thoughts: "It's sweet, if you don't believe me, try it."

Song Linxi, who was suddenly a little smart, refused, and gently pushed his hand holding the spoon back.

"You say it's not medicine...then take a sip first, and I'll believe you."

After Shen Muze's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, he lowered his head and drank a spoonful, then took another spoonful and held it to his mouth.

Song Linxi, who was still drunk, felt that no one would be so stupid as to take the medicine, which should not be medicine.

This time he opened his mouth and drank without hesitation.

"Sweet, delicious." Shen Muze didn't lie to him, it was really honey water.

After taking a sip, he took the bowl and wanted to drink it himself.But he didn't use a spoon, he just picked up the bowl and drank it in one go.

After staring at the empty bowl for a few seconds, he raised his head pitifully: "I still want to drink."

Meeting his gaze, Shen Muze paused, took the bowl and put it on the bedside, got up to get his pajamas.

"Change clothes first."

Seeing that Shen Muze brought pajamas instead of honey, Song Linxi felt a little wronged.

"No honey?"

"Just change your clothes."

As Shen Muze said, his hands didn't stop moving, he changed his pajamas three times and then threw the dirty clothes into the clothes basket in the bathroom.Before throwing it in, he touched his pocket and found a card and two receipts.

When he came out of the bathroom, he happened to see Song Linxi sticking his fingers into the bowl of the bedside table, dipping the unmelted honey on the spoon.

Like a child who was caught stealing candy, Song Linxi froze the hand that was about to put it in his mouth when Shen Muze came out.

Looking at each other, Shen Muze walked towards him, conveniently put the card and the receipt on the bedside, and was about to speak when Song Linxi suddenly smiled with crooked eyebrows, and handed him the honey-stained finger.

"Honey candy, for you to eat."

It's still a childhood memory, if you have sugar, you have to share it with your good friends, and you can't eat it by yourself.

Shen Muze looked at the outstretched hand, his eyes froze, and the emotions in his eyes were somewhat complicated.

Song Linxi was originally sitting on the bed, but in order to reach Shen Muze, she sat up on her knees, put her hand to his mouth, and looked at him expectantly.

But after waiting for a while, Shen Muze didn't intend to eat, he was a little disappointed.

"Why don't you eat?"

At this moment, he remembered that he was a chef. Others didn't like his food because he didn't cook it well.

This incident made him very frustrated, and he withdrew his hand, wanting to taste for himself how bad it really was.

But before putting his finger in his mouth, Shen Muze stopped his hand.

"No hands. Dirty."

Shen Muze's tone was a little serious, and his expression was also a little serious.

Song Linxi was stunned for a moment, but suddenly felt wronged again.He had mistakenly thought that his food had been returned, but now he was dismissed as dirty, his nose was sore, and the circles of his eyes turned red.

Shen Muze didn't speak, but the strength in his hand was much lighter.

In the woods just now, Song Linxi hid in his arms and cried.Seeing those red eyes clearly now, he sighed.

Before anyone could really cry, he lowered his head and let the honey on his fingertips melt in his mouth.

Song Linxi was stunned for a few seconds before she realized, her eyes lit up visibly with the naked eye.

"Is it delicious? Is it sweet?"

"sweet."

After Shen Muze finished speaking, his eyes suddenly froze.

sweet.

The taste in the mouth is still gone.Not his hallucinations.

"Sweet...I'll say it's delicious! Sweet ones are the best. I like honey the most...but I can't eat it by myself, I will share it with you..."

Of course Song Linxi didn't react at this time, she was still complacent.

Shen Muze stared at Song Linxi's fingertips. After a long silence, he took a tissue from the bedside and wiped it for him.Then he took out grass oil from the drawer and applied it on his skin that was red from insect bites.

After finally coaxing him to lie down, when Shen Muze was about to get up, Song Linxi who was under the blanket suddenly raised her hand.

Before he put his hand to his mouth, Shen Muze blocked his hand.

"Don't touch your face, there is green grass ointment on your hand."

Song Linxi was upset again: "This ointment is very fragrant..."

He likes the mint fragrance of the green herb paste, but Shen Muze doesn't let him smell it, for fear that he might get it in his mouth or eyes.

Seeing that the person on the bed was still not sober, Shen Muze sighed secretly, and gave up the idea of ​​leaving the room.He sat back on the bed and began to sleep.

But Song Linxi didn't want to sleep and wanted to chat.He was a little sober now, but not quite sober.

"Brother Shen...why don't you go back...go back to sleep?"

"Wait for you to sleep first."

"Why...wait for me to sleep first?"

Song Linxi turned on the curious baby's [-] whys mode. While asking questions in a row, she subconsciously wanted to smell the grass ointment on her hand.

"Don't move." Shen Muze, who was watching his every move, grabbed his hands and put them back under the quilt, "Because you don't sleep well, I can't sleep."

"Why don't I sleep...you can't sleep?"

Shen Muze was stopped by this question, smiled helplessly, and did not answer.

"Brother Shen..." Song Linxi lay down and looked at him, blinking.

"Ok?"

"You look so good... There must be many people who like you... Everyone must want to be around you..." Even if he drank too much, he could still appreciate Shen Muze's face.It's so beautiful, no matter how you look at it.

Shen Muze patted his limp hair, not intending to answer this question.

"Then why did you run out today?" He asked casually, not expecting Song Linxi to be sober enough to answer his question now.

But Song Linxi showed serious eyes, as if she was thinking hard about this issue.After thinking for half a minute, he finally figured it out.

"Buy tools!"

Like a student who finally answered the thinking question given by the teacher, said the answer proudly, and waited for Xiaohonghua.

But the teacher didn't give the little red flower, and frowned.

"What tool?"

Song Linxi was asked such a question, and wanted to show the teacher the tools, but found that the tools seemed to be gone, so she began to rummage through the quilt, looking for tools.

Shen Muze didn't know what he was going to do, thought that he was going to eat grass cream again, so he stretched out his hand to press the quilt tightly.

"Don't move."

"The tools are gone..." Song Linxi was full of thoughts that Shen Muze would be injured if he lost the tools, "You don't want to go..."

"Where to go?"

"Don't go...it will hurt..."

Song Linxi's voice was intermittent, and Shen Muze thought he was talking drunk and didn't take it seriously.

After talking for a while, Song Linxi finally felt sleepy, stopped talking nonsense, and fell asleep peacefully.

After Shen Muze confirmed that he was asleep, he looked at the bowl on the bedside table, and the smell he tasted just now surged up again.

He dimmed the lamp by one, picked up the bowl, and prepared to go downstairs to the kitchen.

When he got up, he saw the bank card and receipt next to the desk lamp.