Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 242 Cold War

Bai Youwei lay quietly without any response.

"Bai Youwei?" Shen Mo's voice increased a little, like a string tight to the extreme.

She was motionless.

He held her hand warm.

The cheeks are also hot.

The pulse is still there.

Breathing is still there.

But why can't I wake up?

Is the high fever fainting, or ...

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

"what!"

Bai Youwei was unprepared and gave a short scream!

Shen Mo was stunned at first, and then his eyes were filled with anger!

All the people who heard the sound ran over and saw Bai Youwei sitting on the bed safe and sound, and Shen Mo stood in front of the bed, his face covered with clouds, so dark that he could almost drip ink!

"What happened?" Teacher Cheng looked at the expressions of the two confused, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Mo stared at Bai Youwei, looking at it for a while, took a deep breath, and said, "It's okay."

It is okay to say, but the tone is as cold as the ice **** has been quenched, not at all like nothing!

Waiting for Mr. Cheng to ask again, he turned around expressionlessly, without a word, and walked out of the room.

Several 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: "Wei Wei, what the **** is going on? Are you arguing with Shen Mo?"

"No ..." Bai Youwei denied, and then pouted, and muttered back, "He just ... seemed to think that I became a doll."

Everyone: "..."

In silence, we talked and laughed and asked, "Wow! Wouldn't you pretend to be deliberate!"

Bai Youwei immediately stared at him fiercely: "Am I like that kind of person?"

Haha laughed without any scruples: "Like, like!"

"Laugh, you smile!" Bai Youwei smashed a pillow!

Not hit, chatting and running away.

While running, he still complained: "Brother Mo! Weiwei is losing his temper again!-"

Bai Youwei: "..."

Damn, she was n’t intentional!

...

Throughout the afternoon, Shen Mo ignored Bai Youwei.

Of course, it wasn't completely ignored. Bai Youwei called him, he would come, Bai Youwei would drink water, he would go down, Bai Youwei would go downstairs, he would also hold her down.

But without saying a word, he didn't even have a superfluous look.

This made Bai Youwei very uncomfortable, and at the same time a little fresh. I thought to him why this happened. In the final analysis, it was because I was worried about her. It seems that if I become a doll, the stimulation to him is not so great.

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

Not to mention ...

She glanced at the white skirt baked by the fireplace.

He has helped her do the laundry, how can she be mad at 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 moist, and some even had mushrooms on it, which was inexplicably funny in his arms.

Bai Youwei looked at him and smiled.

However, this smile failed to impress the man.

Shen Molan put down the firewood without expression, and baked it in front of the fireplace to prevent the firewood from burning in the fireplace.

He squatted in front of the fireplace, his black eyes reflected the fire, his arm muscles were smooth, and he piled up a pile of firewood into small tall towers three or two times. Let them dry faster.

Bai Youwei sat beside him to watch him do things. With a blank look, his indifferent look gave a silent warning that no one was close to him, and it was therefore more cold and charming, full of masculinity.

She felt like a feather in her heart, could not help but call him: "Shen Mo."

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

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

(End of this chapter)