BXBX NOVEL Chapter 121: What are you Thinking, Distracted
Chapter 121
The year when the old school district was demolished, smartphones were not yet prevalent.
When the old neighborhood was torn down, most of the connections between the old neighbors were also broken.
If it weren\'t for the year when her husband passed away, when Old Fang sent condolence money through someone, Feng Yaoqin would have almost forgotten this name.
In addition to feeling surprised, Feng Yaoqin thought it was necessary to go.
First, to return the favor.
Second, as fellow parents, Feng Yaoqin clearly understood Old Fang\'s intention in specially sending her an invitation.
On the phone, Feng Yaoqin learned that Old Fang had a stroke a few years ago and had difficulty walking.
For his daughter\'s wedding in Yun City, he could barely attend in a wheelchair, but for the banquet in Jing City, he really could not make it.
The reason for inviting all the old neighbors from long ago was nothing more than to let the groom\'s family know that although his precious daughter married far away, she still had some connections in Jing City.
He hoped the groom\'s side would not neglect his darling daughter.
That night before going to bed, Sheng Mumu was applying essence to her face, and Qi Mo came out of the bathroom with a towel draped around his neck, casually rubbing his hair.
From the reflection in the mirror, Sheng Mumu casually asked him,
"Are we going separately or together this Friday?"
She recalled that at the previous banquet they attended, they had met at the venue.
Qi Mo\'s hand rubbing his hair paused, his gaze shifted over, "Of course we\'ll go together."
Sheng Mumu uttered an "oh", and continued applying eye cream.
The man behind her walked over and sat down on the stool at the foot of the bed.
His long legs were casually bent, his posture lazy.
Continuing to rub his hair, Qi Mo\'s low voice carried a faint smile,
"Fang Uncle is a warm-hearted person. I still remember when I was first brought to the Qi family, not familiar with the other children in the yard, he took me downstairs to the convenience store to buy a case of soda for all the kids in the yard, saying it was my treat. "
After he finished speaking, a low chuckle escaped from Qi Mo\'s chest.
The sudden memory made his pitch-black eyes shine softly.
That time felt so far away, as if it was in his past life.
Sheng Mumu looked at his reflection in the mirror.
The distance between them was not far nor near.
Talking about his childhood at this moment.
It made her inexplicably feel a sense of intimacy.
Sheng Mumu curved her eyes, "Fang Uncle is really nice."
Qi Mo\'s gaze was fixed, his tone became more serious and solemn, losing the faint smile from earlier:
"No childhood engagement, just a neighbor girl, don\'t worry."
Sheng Mumu looked away, "Oh."
After a few beats she reacted to the strangeness in his tone with that "don\'t worry".
Matched with the meaningful, laughing look in his eyes.
The more Sheng Mumu thought about it, the more inappropriate she felt. She pursed her lips and added, "I\'m not worried."
Her voice was neither loud nor soft, and her eyebrows quirked slightly.
She was clearly trying to appear casual, but to Qi Mo, it took on a completely different meaning.
He sat up straight from his reclined position, leaning forward, abruptly closing the distance between them.
The pleasant scent of his shower gel suddenly filled Sheng Mumu\'s nostrils, and she stiffened, tilting her head slightly.
Their heads were only two fist widths apart. She felt the surrounding air become sweet and ambiguous.
Her heart thumped heavily.
As if to conceal her inner turmoil, she randomly grabbed a small jar from the table and casually twisted it open.
Qi Mo\'s gaze fell on the jar she had just opened, and his handsome brow quirked slightly.
His magnetic, bewitching voice was tinged with faint confusion as he suddenly spoke,
"Didn\'t you just apply that one?"
Sheng Mumu: "..."
Looking down, she froze.
She did already apply eye cream...
She had grabbed the wrong one.
But he was facing away from her, how did he know about this?
"You already forgot what you applied," Qi Mo\'s magnetic voice sounded again, slowly and gently enveloping her, seemingly in surround sound, "What were you thinking about, too distracted?"
Sheng Mumu\'s breath hitched, her ears instantly turning red.
Taking a light breath, she casually said as if nothing had happened, "Thinking about what to wear Friday to match the occasion."
"Oh?" Qi Mo lazily propped himself up, increasing the distance between them, the laughter in his eyes completely undisguised, "Is that so?"
Sheng Mumu nodded firmly, "Yes, what else could it be?"
The smile in Qi Mo\'s eyes grew thicker. He saw through everything but didn\'t expose it.
Unhurriedly getting up, looking at the fluffy wisps of hair behind her ear, he said,
"Then when you figure out what to wear, also help me think about what I should wear that day."
Sheng Mumu was startled, turning her head back to look up at him.
Her gaze collided head-on with his.
At this moment, the mature, sly old fox had a matter-of-fact expression on his face.
Sheng Mumu blinked at him, her eyes saying: Huh?
The man\'s brow quirked slightly. He gazed at her, not feeling his request was unreasonable at all.
Sheng Mumu slowly typed out a string of question marks in her mind.
???
What\'s with this guy?
How does he seem to be...
Becoming more and more presumptuous?
She hadn\'t even accepted his confession yet.
Yet here he was, demanding more intimacy, even asking her to help pick out his clothes!
In Sheng Mumu\'s eyes, choosing outfits for a man to wear out was only something those in an extremely intimate relationship would do.
Last time, seeing him clumsily packing, she kindly helped organize his luggage.
And now he directly makes this request?
Upholding the notion "can\'t spoil men", Sheng Mumu glared at him, her red lips parted, launching a barrage of attacks:
"Pick it yourself!"
"Weren\'t you selecting your own outfits everyday just fine before this?"
"What, going to your neighbor girl\'s wedding has you so confused you can\'t even coordinate an outfit anymore?"
Qi Mo: "......"