Zhou Ruo found that He Xianmo used more force this time, as if the person whose feet were being crushed by the high heels was not him.
Zhou Ruo simply leaned against the door panel and didn't move, letting He Xianmo go crazy behind her.
After two or three minutes, He Xianmo's body suddenly stiffened and his movements stopped.
Zhou Ruo turned her head to look at him, and raised the corners of her lips teasingly: "Don't you want to continue?"
He Xianmo took a step back and looked down at her messy clothes, "I——"
"You're not going to ask me why I didn't tell you about my period, are you?" Zhou Ruo had already predicted his question, "Dr. He said he was going to kill me as soon as he came up, and he didn't seem to give me a chance to speak. "
He Xianmo choked and moved his lips, but stopped talking.
He is not a person who is good at talking, and what happened just now was indeed his fault.
He pursed his lips and stood across from him without saying a word, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.
Zhou Ruo turned around, glanced at his torn skirt, and asked aggressively: "Are you still doing it?"
"I'll buy you a new dress." He Xianmo finally organized his words, "I will remember your menstrual date in the future."
It was impossible for him to allow this situation to happen again.
"You're not angry anymore?" Zhou Ruo said reluctantly, "I think you enjoyed beating me just now."
He Xianmo: "..."
He had done that kind of action a few times before, and because she liked it very much, he got used to it.
"Sorry." After some mental struggle, He Xianmo still chose to apologize. His behavior just now was indeed ungraceful: "I was too irrational."
He Xianmo didn't know how to coax women, and he couldn't say a few sweet words.
Even if he pretends to be calm and restrained when doing something he is not good at, he cannot escape Zhou Ruo's eyes——
Seeing his slightly tightened fists and awkward stance, Zhou Ruo finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter.
He Xianmo was already unsure, but when he heard Zhou Ruo suddenly laugh, his heart suddenly tightened.
He looked intently at Zhou Ruo.
Zhou Ruo had already stepped forward, came to him, and grabbed his collar with her hand.
He Xianmo heard his own accelerated heartbeat.
"Are you scared?" Zhou Ruo poked his chin, "Does Arthur still feel scared?"
He Xianmo stared at her without saying a word, his expression extremely tense.
"Okay, I'm just teasing you." Zhou Ruo rubbed his face with both hands and held his chin in her palms, "Did I really scare you?"
Only then could He Xianmo fully understand what Zhou Ruo meant.
But he still looked at her doubtfully: "Aren't you angry?"
Zhou Ruo: "Do you think, if I was really angry with you, you would still have a chance to stand here and talk to me?"
She leaned close to his ear and patted his face, "There is an alarm at the door."
If he was really unhappy, he would have pressed the button and asked the security guard to take him to the police for tea.
He Xianmo only reacted after hearing what Zhou Ruo said - also, Zhou Ruo would never wrong him.
but……
"Does it still hurt?" He Xianmo glanced down.
"That sentence was just to tease you." Zhou Ruo took his arm, grabbed his wrist and put his palm to his hip.
"Actually, I like it very much." She looked directly into his eyes, scratched the line of his wrist with her fingertips, and said something in his ear that would not pass the trial.
He Xianmo took a deep breath.
Zhou Ruo succeeded in teasing him, so she distanced herself from him, looked at the red tips of his ears, and the smile on her face became stronger.
Playing with He Xianmo was a new pleasure she had recently found.
Every time He Xianmo's reaction gave her something new.
He is both mature and childish, with an indescribable feeling of contradiction - his childish way is similar to most of the men Zhou Ruo has come into contact with before, but Zhou Ruo finds it annoying when other men are childish. When she arrived at He Xianmo's place, she found it interesting.
Maybe it's because He Xianmo's naivety is just naive and not accompanied by any purpose.
Take the matter of jealousy and quarrels.
Other men will make excuses for this matter, such as asking her to delete a certain man's WeChat account, or to never contact that person again, or not to go to a certain occasion again.
Zhou Ruo couldn't stand this.
He Xianmo also mentioned a similar situation once, that is, the time when she was not allowed to provoke Zeng Xu, but that was the only time.
After they clarified the conditions later, although He Xianmo would be angry and awkward because of the so-called possessiveness, he did not convert these emotions into conditions and needs.
Zhou Ruo admitted that she was a bit soft-spoken in this regard. She could give it, but the other party couldn't ask for it.
For example, now, although she didn't say it clearly, it had indeed been a while since she had contacted Zeng Xu.
"Have you eaten?" He Xianmo remained silent for a long time, seeming to hesitate before asking this question.
"Have eaten." Zhou Ruo shared a rare private matter with He Xianmo, "Sansan and her parents are here. I didn't go to work today and have been with them."
He Xianmo remembered the name "Sansan". She was a little girl he had met twice before, Zhou Ruo's niece.
Thinking of his previous misunderstanding, He Xianmo touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, "Oh, okay."
She was not in good condition to go to bed, and she had already eaten, so he seemed to be unable to play any role.
He Xianmo coughed, "Then let me first..."
"What about you, have you eaten?" Zhou Ruo interrupted He Xianmo's farewell words.
He Xianmo: "I'm not hungry."
Zhou Ruo smiled.
She really guessed it. He Xianmo went straight to her apartment and squatted there as soon as he got off work. How could he eat?
"You still have the things you bought on Sunday. Let's have a meal before leaving." Zhou Ruo allowed him to stay and cook.
He Xianmo was obviously surprised by this result, and it took him a while to say: "Then will you eat it?"
"NO, don't." Zhou Ruo refused without hesitation, "Whose fault is it if you gain weight?"
"You go cook, I'll take a shower." Zhou Ruo bypassed He Xianmo and returned to the bedroom.
He Xianmo watched Zhou Ruo close the bedroom door, and his eyes fell on the A-line skirt on the ground.
After looking at it for a while, he walked over, bent down and picked it up.
The zipper had been broken by him.
He Xianmo opened it, looked at the label and size, and took a photo with his mobile phone.
I just agreed to compensate her.
——
He Xianmo usually eats very simple dinners, basically just a salad.
But the salad didn't take long enough to prepare.
He Xianmo thought about it and finally chose to eat pasta.
When Zhou Ruo came out of the shower, He Xianmo had just finished cooking the noodles.
Zhou Ruo changed into short sleeves and pajamas and came to the kitchen to find water.
She opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of water. When He Xianmo saw it, he stopped mixing the noodles, frowned and reminded her: "Don't touch raw or cold food during menstruation."
Zhou Ruo acted as if he hadn't heard anything and took some ice water and sat across from him.
When He Xianmo saw her twisting the lid, he said, "I'll get you a glass of warm water."
"No, I've been drinking ice water for so many years." Zhou Ruo refused.
He Xianmo: "You are not afraid of pain."
He remembered that she was still in pain a few months ago.
Zhou Ruo: "I don't feel any pain."
He Xianmo: "Are you sure?"
If He Xianmo hadn't asked, Zhou Ruo would have really forgotten about the dysmenorrhea he had in the past two months.
But what surprised her even more was...
"Doctor He," Zhou Ruo took a sip of water, licked her lips, and looked directly at the man opposite, "How come you can remember so clearly when I have menstrual cramps?"
