Quick Wear: The male protagonist was over-abused and turned into a black man

Chapter 260: The super-powerful male protagonist is a scumbag 95

The atmosphere was obviously very good, but she almost thought he was going to kiss her next moment.

However, he suddenly looked away, lowered his head to knead the dough, and remained silent.

Suddenly, the entire atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Su Jiuxin felt embarrassed. Her cheeks felt hot and she immediately covered her face. She was so ashamed!

Still feeling very angry and depressed, he buried his face in his hands and complained, "Hey. I just started confessing to you."

It took two seconds before I heard his shallow response, with a hint of suppressed lowness in his voice: "Yeah. I know."

When she heard this, she felt aggrieved. After she felt that her face was not so hot, she looked at him through her fingers and said resentfully: "I know, why don't you get any response?"

His head was lowered, and she felt a little angry, but looking closely through the light, his ears seemed to be a little red in the dim environment.

Realizing something, she was stunned for a moment, then her hands moved from covering her face to covering her mouth, and she teased: "Aren't you shy?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped moving his hands, turned his face sideways, and his voice became deeper and hoarse: "Don't look at me like that."

He is just shy!It's not that he didn't respond, he just felt shy after hearing her confession.

Knowing that this was the case, she felt funny and very amused.

She put down her hands, came to the bed, supported the bed with both hands, raised her head, and looked up at him.

In the alternating light and dark room, as long as you look carefully, you can see that his entire cold and handsome face is as red as blood.

He turned his eyes and immediately met her eyes. She met her eyes and did not move away. Instead, she raised a smile as if she had seen something novel, stretched her neck and looked closer.

"Hey. Why is your face so red?" She asked knowingly and reached out to touch his face.

Just as he was about to touch her, he blocked her with a fierce hand. His expression was a bit serious, but his tone was gentle: "Don't touch."

The more he acted like this, the more evil-minded she felt in her heart, and she glanced at a small gap between the bed and the table.

There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and she pretended that her hands were not holding her, and fell out of the bed: "Oh!"

When Si Jibai saw it, he immediately became nervous and dropped the dough in his hand in a panic. He stretched out his hands and hugged her waist tightly. Then she turned her head and stared at him with a smirk.

His expression was extremely panicked, and the blush on his face had disappeared, leaving only a cold white look of fright.

"Are you okay?" He held her steady worriedly.

Seeing that he had regained his composure, Su Jiuxin pouted and muttered: "It's not fun. Are you no longer shy so soon?"

The room was not big, so no matter how low she muttered, he could still hear her. He looked at her helplessly and continued to knead the dough.

She felt that it was not enough to do it once, so she wanted to do it again, so she stretched out her hand to touch the back of his hand.

As soon as I touched it, I heard his cold voice: "Axin. Stop making trouble."

She paused with her fingers and pouted in displeasure: "What's wrong with me? I just want to help you knead the dough."

He turned his hand around and tried to poke the dough, but was blocked by him again. He said helplessly and good-naturedly: "Just be good, okay?"

What, what am I doing wrong?She glanced at him angrily, but just in time he raised his eyes and looked over.

Those black eyes did not cover up the heat and scorching beauty inside at all. She was stunned when she heard him say to her in a hoarse voice: "Don't be angry. I'll do it."

Then, he lowered his head and continued kneading the dough very quickly.

She unconsciously lowered her face and raised her hands to cover her cheeks, which were as hot as if they were being roasted by fire.

Why is this man looking at me like that? He's a bit dangerous. He knows he's good-looking, so isn't he afraid that I'll knock him down?

He whispered in his heart, and his eyes would peek at him from time to time.

His arms are strong and strong, and his black sleeves are rolled up, revealing clearly visible veins on his cold white skin, which makes him look very powerful.

His shoulders were very broad, but his waist felt very thin, but she remembered that she had touched his waist and it seemed to be very strong.

So he is the type who wears clothes to look thin but takes off his clothes to look more muscular.

Doesn’t he have a good-looking figure?

When she thought of this, her heart was beating so fast that she felt like it would explode.

There was also the vague and cold breath on his body, which was particularly strong in this room, and the bed was also filled with his scent.

This made her heart beat faster and her body felt a little inexplicably warm, as if she was tightly wrapped in his unique breath. Ah, so shy!

The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. Her mind would unconsciously think of other messy things, and she would cover her face, not daring to look at Si Jibai anymore.

Si Jibai felt tormented while making the dough.

He had never dared to see her, but he had to spare some energy to pay attention to her because she had just gotten better.

He was afraid that she would fall into coma again, or return to her previous state of self-torture.

He deliberately did not respond to her confession just now because he had concerns and was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his feelings and would cause irreparable harm to her.

He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear his current feelings.

He immediately kneaded the dough with his hands and said quickly: "I'll go out and make it. I'll call you when I'm done. You have a good rest."

As he spoke, he immediately lifted the entire table and moved it out of the room in one breath.

Only the sound of closing the door was heard. Su Jiuxin sat on the bed and stared blankly at the closed door.

Why are you going out?

She was puzzled, but the next second, she felt tired. Maybe it was because her brain was used too much, or maybe it was because she had been sleeping for a year.

My head is still not clear enough now.

Then she lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I didn't know how dark the sky was, how dark the sun was, and how long the moon was.

She sat up weakly on the bed and looked around blankly, feeling unfamiliar for a moment, but after slowly regaining consciousness, she remembered that she seemed to be with Si Jibai now, and that she seemed to have been in a coma for a year.

While thinking blankly, I suddenly heard the door opening and turned to look.

Si Jibai walked in. He saw that she was awake, and his nervous expression seemed to have subsided a little. He came to her, half-crouched beside the bed, and asked worriedly: "How is it?"

Knowing that he was worried about his body, he felt warm in his heart, but in order to prevent him from worrying too much, he quickly shook his head with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm fine! I just had a good sleep! By the way, I didn't mean to eat clouds." Do you want to eat wontons? Have you made wontons?"

Si Jibai's face changed slightly for an instant, but he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand to gently hold her hand, and said with a slight smile: "My skills are indeed not good at making wontons, so, Let's eat something else. Okay? I'll cook you some noodles and some wheat flour, and I'll make them for you."

Although she was a little regretful that she didn't get to eat the wontons he made, she could still eat the noodles he made, so she nodded with a smile.

"Then I wait for you."

He squeezed her hand gently, with a soft smile on his face: "Okay."

As he said that, he looked at her for a while before turning around and going out, but this time he didn't close the door.

Seeing his leaving figure, Su Jiuxin fell silent.

I could see his expression just now. Did his body deteriorate again after falling asleep?

After thinking about it for more than ten minutes, she didn't get an answer, so she thought she should ask him.

When he walked in with a bowl of hot noodles and saw her again, the slight tension and uneasiness on his face disappeared.

He sat on the chair next to the bed, holding chopsticks and noodles to feed her. She wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, he interrupted: "Open your mouth, ah."

Seeing his stubborn attitude, she couldn't refuse anymore, so she could only open her mouth to eat. After taking a bite, it couldn't be said to be delicious, but it couldn't be said to be unpalatable. After all, in the current environment, she couldn't make too many demands.

"Did I fall asleep? It's been more than a day." After swallowing the food in her mouth, she asked the doubts in her heart in the first sentence.

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