Meng Ruozhao took an awkward half - step back, trying to suppress the strange flutters in her heart.
But Pei Jiangmu wouldn't allow it. His well - defined fingers firmly yet restrictedly grasped her calf, preventing her from dodging.
Then, he slightly raised his head, looking at Meng Ruozhao intently and passionately, his voice low and gentle.
"Sister, don't move. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Meng Ruozhao's heart suddenly raced. She could feel her face burning.
She didn't dare to look Pei Jiangmu in the eye and could only fix her gaze on the top of his head.
His hair was still a bit damp, with a few strands sticking to his forehead, exuding a unique kind of sex appeal.
He was really quite charming.
Fortunately, the next second, the "charming" Pei Jiangmu settled her on the sofa and then went to get the first - aid kit from the store.
When disinfecting her wound, he seemed to want to sit beside her and then rest her leg on his own.
But after a quick glance at her, he abandoned this idea. Instead, he just knelt half in front of her, bending his head.
He dipped a cotton swab in the disinfectant and carefully applied it to Meng Ruozhao's wound.
His movements were very gentle, as if her calf was the most precious thing in the world.
This whole set of actions happened so fast that Meng Ruozhao didn't even have time to stop him.
It was not until a slight stinging pain came from the wound.
Each application felt like an electric current running through her calf and spreading throughout her body, making her body tremble slightly.
Her breathing quickened, and she tried to find some topics to ease the ambiguous and tense atmosphere.
"It's... it's okay. The wound is almost healed."
But Pei Jiangmu didn't relax. Instead, he tightened his lips, looking a bit serious.
"No. Scars would be really ugly."
The perfectly cared - for body he had cherished couldn't have the slightest flaw.
Moreover, such a pain - averse and beauty - loving girl shouldn't get hurt at all.
All those who had made her get hurt really deserved to die.
Faced with his sudden toughness, Meng Ruozhao was stunned.
But the next second, he immediately showed his innocent look again.
"Sister is so nice. Who would have the heart to treat you like this?"
These words made Meng Ruozhao's heart tremble violently.
She couldn't help but stare at the man kneeling half in front of her.
Although he looked calm, his eyes were only filled with worry and concern.
But somehow, Meng Ruozhao just felt that if she reported a name now.
That person would disappear from her sight forever the next second.
She paused for a moment and still chose to conceal the truth. "I accidentally broke a vase and got scratched. It's nothing serious."
After all, she didn't want others to know about the annoying trivialities and helplessness in her life.
Pei Jiangmu frowned slightly, seemingly not believing her words, but he didn't continue to ask.
After carefully treating the wound and putting on a band - aid.
His fingertips deliberately lingered on the edge of the wound for two more seconds before he said, "It's done."
Even though he said so, he still knelt half in front of her and showed no sign of getting up.
He hadn't had time to put on clothes and was still only wrapped in a bath towel.
His honey - colored muscles were well - defined under the light, exuding the unique masculine hormonal aura.
Meng Ruozhao's gaze accidentally swept over him, and her cheeks grew even hotter. She quickly turned her head away.
Pei Jiangmu seemed to notice her embarrassment.
A glint of playfulness flashed in his eyes but was quickly replaced by seriousness.
Meng Ruozhao was being stared at by him at such a close distance.
She could clearly feel the heat radiating from his body and the fresh scent of the shower gel.
The unique freshness of a young man almost enveloped her, making her feel even more uncomfortable. Her fingers unconsciously grabbed the sofa cushion.
"Sister, you should be more careful in the future."
Pei Jiangmu's voice was still as gentle as ever, but his tone carried an undeniable exhortation.
Meng Ruozhao's heart felt like it was being gently stroked by a feather, tickling. She could only nod in a flurry. "Yes, I will."
Pei Jiangmu watched Meng Ruozhao's flustered appearance and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, showing a faint, imperceptible smile.
Then he slowly got up but didn't immediately pull away from her.
Instead, he still stood in front of her, looking down at her slightly.
Meng Ruozhao felt as if she was locked by his gaze and couldn't move. Her heart was pounding uncontrollably in her chest.
"Sister, do you know?"
Pei Jiangmu's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
"From the first time I saw you, I thought you were different from others."
Hearing this, Meng Ruozhao looked up at him in surprise, meeting his deep eyes.
There seemed to be endless stars hidden in them, almost making her drown in them.
"What's different?"
Meng Ruozhao heard her own voice trembling, which was the nervousness she couldn't suppress no matter how hard she tried.
Pei Jiangmu bent down slightly and looked at her eye - to - eye again, his gaze gentle and focused.
"You have a unique temperament, gentle yet tough, like the warm sun in winter. People can't help but want to get closer."
"At that time, I thought that my miserable life might be saved."
Meng Ruozhao's face flushed instantly. She turned her head away, not daring to look at him anymore, her heart pounding like a drum.
"You... don't talk nonsense."
Meng Ruozhao's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but Pei Jiangmu heard it clearly. He smiled slightly.
"I'm not talking nonsense. I'm telling the truth."
"So, sister, if you encounter anything in the future, you can also tell me. We're friends now, right?"
Meng Ruozhao looked at his serious appearance, and a strange warm current welled up in her heart.
Although she thought Pei Jiangmu's words were a bit too intimate and abrupt.
But somehow, she didn't feel disgusted.
It seemed as if they had known each other for a long time and were supposed to be like this.
"Okay, I know."
She heard her voice trembling.
The buzzing sound of the old air - conditioner suddenly grew louder, drowning out her overly fast heartbeat.
Only then did Pei Jiangmu stand up contentedly and step aside, leaving some space for her.
Meng Ruozhao took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her emotions.
But all that had just happened kept replaying in her mind like movie clips.
She herself thought it was strange. For someone she had only known for a day, her body and mind didn't reject his closeness at all.
Moreover, her gaze always couldn't help but fall on the lines of his abs.
Like a lecher.
What she didn't notice was that.
In Pei Jiangmu's eyes when he looked at her.
Besides gentleness and concern, there was also a trace of determination and certainty that only he understood.
"Sister, have you had dinner yet?"
In the banquet hall, although he had been in the shadows, he had also noticed that she hadn't even touched the champagne throughout the whole process.
And that scumbag Yan Qiubai only took her around to meet all sorts of random people.
He didn't even notice her absent - mindedness, let alone care whether she was hungry.
Meng Ruozhao was pulled back to her senses by his sudden question.
Only then did she realize that she hadn't eaten anything since having breakfast with him in the morning.
She gently shook her head. "Not yet."
A trace of heartache flashed in Pei Jiangmu's eyes. He immediately turned around and took out a sandwich from his bag and handed it over.
"If sister doesn't mind, eat this to fill your stomach first."
He couldn't reveal his identity, so this was all he could offer for now. But he had personally checked the ingredient list, and it was very clean.