It hurts? Where does it hurt?

Did you hurt him just now?

She doesn't seem to be using too much force, and she doesn't mean it. Since it hurts, just rub it with your hands.

She reached out to touch his chest and started to rub it for him. She was afraid that it would hurt him, so she tried to be as gentle as possible.

But Su Nanxi's move made Mo Qinghe miserable. She didn't know that she was pushing back and forth on his line of tolerance.

Mo Qinghe suppressed her hand and said in a low voice, "Not here."

It's not here, it might be the belly.

Su Nanxi easily broke away from his hand and moved it towards his abdomen, rubbing it slowly in circles.

Mo Qinghe was anxious and didn't dare to say it wasn't here. He was afraid that he would rub her thighs as soon as he said it, so he grabbed her hand directly and stopped her from rubbing it again. After a while, he calmed down and then said calmly, "It's okay, I'll take it easy."

It’s ready in one go, no need to rub.”

Su Nanxi was a little hurt by the strength of his hand, so he thought he needed support because of the pain, so he let him.

After a while, he let go of his hand and collapsed on the bed, as weak as a beached fish.

Su Nanxi remembered that he was sweating profusely and had no towel to wipe it with, so she simply wiped it with her own sleeve.

Her clothes were worn every day and never washed, but secretly she washed and dried them in the space every day, so her clothes were not dirty or smelly.

Mo Qinghe smelled the fragrance remaining on her clothes and felt at ease. He raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, his eyelids became heavy, and he fell asleep.

I woke up from my dream and found that it was dawn and Su Nanxi was missing from the house.

He quickly got up and went out to the yard. No one had gotten up yet, and there was no trace of Su Nanxi. However, he smelled a sweet smell wafting throughout the yard. Following the smell, he saw there was movement in the kitchen.

Smoke was rising from the kitchen, and there was smoke inside, and figures were moving around.

Who gets up so early?

If you don’t light a fire in the morning on weekdays, what happened today?

While Mo Qinghe was making various guesses, the people inside came out, saw him getting up, gave him a drink of water, and then turned around and went into the kitchen.

After a while, Su Nanxi came out holding a small bamboo basket, which was steaming inside, and handed it to Mo Qinghe.

Mo Qinghe took a closer look and was shocked. There were two fat buns in the basket.

His voice trembled, "Did you do this?"

Su Nanxi nodded, pushed the basket forward, and motioned for him to take it.

Mo Qinghe swallowed, slowly reached out and picked up one, and took a bite under Su Nanxi's burning eyes.

Su Nanxi leaned closer and stared at it, wanting to ask him if it tasted delicious.

Mo Qinghe nodded vigorously at her, "It's delicious!"

It was so delicious! He had never eaten such delicious buns before. They were fluffy and soft, not sour, and had a sweet aroma. The fillings inside were so juicy that when you take one bite, they were filled with fillings.

Su Nanxi smiled with satisfaction, her recipe was right.

Mo Qinghe wanted to eat one, but Su Nanxi suddenly ran away with the basket. He looked at her back and smiled helplessly.

Su Nanxi ran back after a while, holding the smoking basket and gesticulating in front of him.

"Are you saying that these three buns have different fillings and are all for me to eat?" he asked uncertainly.

She nodded vigorously, put the small basket in his hand, turned around and ran to the kitchen. Mo Qinghe watched her go away with deep eyes.

Children's biological clocks are relatively accurate and they get up at dawn.

Mo Dongcheng was the first to run out and saw Mo Qinghe eating in the yard. He ran over and asked, "Uncle Third, what are you eating?"

Su Nanxi happened to hear it, and her heart warmed up. She gave Qin the basket in her hand, turned around, grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand and began to draw.
Chapter completed!