The gender is female and she pretends to be B [ABO] BOOK1

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In the past, when he faced Xia Ke, he always looked kind and cheerful. Even if his expression was a little gloomy at first, he would eventually return to his previous docile appearance.

But this time it was different, Xia Ke felt it.

He was still angry, he was just suppressing his emotions.

Xia Ke pursed his lips, and just when he was about to speak, he heard Chu Xiangmo said lightly: "Go take a bath first, or you'll catch a cold."

Xia Ke grabbed the bath towel, paused, and asked, "What about you?"

"You go to the bathroom in my room, I'll use the one outside." Chu Xiangmo said.

Xia Ke could see that Chu Xiangmo had no intention of chatting at this time, and since they were both wet, it was indeed not a good time to talk.

When Xia Ke came out after changing, he found that Chu Xiangmo had changed his clothes and was heating up food in the kitchen. Although his hair was still a little wet, he didn't look as embarrassed as before.

The clothes Xia Ke was wearing were put by Chu Xiangmo at the door while she was taking a shower. They were too big for her, and the T-shirt looked like a skirt. Chu Xiangmo said it was new, but Xia Ke guessed that it was originally his clothes.

She blew her hair half dry and walked out of the room.

The man raised his eyes to look at her and then looked back, calmly.

"The meal will be ready soon," the man said.

He changed into casual home clothes and looked like the big boy next door.

The rain kept falling outside the house, as if it wanted to rain all the rain in this life. Occasionally, there would be flashes of lightning, accompanied by roaring sounds, which made people a little upset.

The sound of the microwave rotating sounded in the quiet room, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Xia Ke had many questions that she wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to ask them.

She took a sip of the ginger syrup that the man handed over silently, and sat on the sofa. At her feet were several packed cartons, which would make a dull sound if she kicked them lightly.

"Chu Xiangmo," Xia Ke said, "Are you still angry?"

The man was leaning against the sink, his head hanging slightly, making it difficult to see his expression. He crossed his arms across his chest, and his shoulders solidified into a slightly cold arc.

"Why do you ask?" the man said.

His voice was originally clear, but perhaps because he was in a quiet room or because of his emotions, it seemed a little low.

Xia Ke pursed her lips slightly and said, "Because you look like you are angry." She placed the water glass with ginger syrup on the coffee table nearby and looked directly at the man.

Chu Xiangmo raised his eyes, his dark eyes were heavy, staring at her, and after a while he said, "Why do you think so?"

"Because Lin Lang did something to me that I shouldn't have done?" Xia Ke said. She felt a little at a loss in Chu Xiangmo's eyes, like a child who didn't know the right answer. "You helped me vent my anger, didn't you? Lin Lang also got a good beating."

Chu Xiangmo looked at her silently, which made her feel a little uneasy.

...Isn't what she said wrong?

Just when Xia Ke looked at Chu Xiangmo and was about to open his mouth to say something, there was a "ding--" and the microwave-heated lunchbox was ready.

The man stood up, walked over in two or three steps and turned on the microwave. His voice was still calm: "Let's talk about it after dinner. It's already very late."

"No, don't leave things that need to be solved until--" Xia Ke stood up suddenly, feeling like he was holding a breath in his heart. She was obviously the victim of what just happened, so why did Chu Xiangmo show his face to her!

Before she could finish her words, because she stood up too violently, she knocked the water glass on the coffee table to the ground, making a crisp sound of broken ceramics.

Xia Ke subconsciously exclaimed, and without caring about anything else for a moment, he squatted down and prepared to pick up the fragments. It would be bad if someone stepped on them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." As she was saying this, a shadow fell beside her, and the man's big hand grabbed her wrist.

"I'll pick it up, don't touch it."

As a result, Xia Ke heard the man let out a slight "hiss" because of the large movement. She quickly grabbed the man's wrist and turned it over, and found that the tip of the man's index finger was bleeding from the broken ceramic shards.

"I'm going to get a band-aid!" Xia Ke suddenly became nervous. She wanted to stand up and find a band-aid. She remembered that Chu Xiangmo had a medicine box at home, but she turned her wrist and was caught by the man.

She was forced to squat down from her original standing position. Next to her was a heavy cardboard box that still smelled like paper and ink. Chu Xiangmo knelt on one knee next to her, separating her from the broken ceramic shards.

The man's breath was very close to Xia Ke, but Xia Ke was used to this distance. Her eyes widened and she looked at Chu Xiangmo: "Why are you holding me back? You're bleeding!"

She saw Chu Xiangmo close his eyes, then open them again and look at her. Dark light flowed in his black eyes, floating with an elusive glimmer.

He came closer to her, looked directly into her eyes, and whispered: "...I am angry with you, but also angry with myself."

Xia Ke said "Huh?" before realizing that Chu Xiangmo was answering her question just now.

The emotion of the handsome man's jewel-like black eyes changed, as if a giant dragon was staring at his treasure with its cold vertical pupils, gleaming with a hidden evil light.

"I'm too stupid," the man said.

The sound of rain continued, accompanied by the loud brushing of leaves in the wind. Not long after the dull roar sounded, there were flashes of lightning accompanied by thunder.