Transmigrated as the male lead's roommate's vicious girlfriend

He Kezhou's throat bobbed slightly, suppressing his cold demeanor, and his tone softened almost imperceptibly, "It doesn't hurt."

Ning Xi felt a chill run down her spine just looking at the cuts on his palm.

Not to mention the palms that were still bleeding.

How could it not hurt?

Men are just stubborn and concerned with saving face, which only makes them suffer.

Ning Xi didn't speak, but glanced at the large bottle of water she had bought on the dining table, with the cap open.

She frowned and looked up at He Kezhou: "There's a small bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator, why did you pour the water from there?"

When Ning Xi heard He Kezhou say that the water in the refrigerator was finished, she noticed that there were three mineral water bottles in the trash can.

Five hundred milliliters, three bottles, not enough.

She glared at him, annoyed. "Are you a water buffalo?"

He Kezhou pressed the tissue she shoved at him against his wound, then rubbed his nose against her wrinkled, angry cheek. "Thirsty."

Ning Xi felt the astonishing heat on his face, and her brows furrowed even deeper.

She reached out and touched his forehead and neck to check their temperature.

He Kezhou lingered on her touch, the soft fingertips bringing a slightly cool sensation to his skin.

Strangely, it reduced the heat and agitation in his body by a few degrees.

Ning Xi withdrew her hand and pushed away He Kezhou's face, which was rubbing against her fingers.

He Kezhou doesn't look like he has a fever.

She realized that the living room temperature must be too high, and his frighteningly high body temperature was caused by the stuffiness and heat.

Ning Xi felt that it was very necessary to install an air conditioner in the living room.

She pulled He Kezhou, who was bent over and looking down at her amidst the broken glass, away from the shards, to sit on the sofa and rummage through the first-aid kit.

He Kezhou consciously extended his hand to Ning Xi, who was standing in front of him.

Ning Xi carefully held his knuckles, not daring to touch the wound too hard. She gently avoided the wound with her fingertips, and used a fresh tissue to press and stop the bleeding. Watching the blood seep out and soak the tissue, her heart ached inexplicably.

The words of reproach that were about to come out slipped out: "Are you a three-year-old? You can't even pour water and break a cup? So what if you broke it? Can't you use a broom to sweep it up? Are you going to pick it up with your hands?"

"I hope it hurts terribly."

Her voice was slightly hoarse as she suppressed a heartache she herself was unaware of.

He Kezhou freed his other, uninjured hand and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, holding her firmly against him. His injured wrist hung limply at his side, his brows furrowed slightly, and his deep voice, tinged with a hint of grievance, whispered in her ear, "It hurts."

The single syllable was very soft, yet it made Ning Xi feel a tightness in her chest.

When He Kezhou's gaze fell on her face, she was so soft and boneless that her image was reflected only in his dark eyes.

That suppressed grievance made her unconsciously soften her tone and actions.

Ning Xi paused as she reached out to pull his arm around her waist, swallowing back the words "Don't mess with me" that were on the tip of her tongue.

She frowned, her hands moving without stopping, as she took out an iodine swab from the sofa to disinfect his wound.

The wound was two or three centimeters long, and the cut flesh was clearly visible.

When the iodine swab was applied to the wound on his palm, He Kezhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but he did not frown.

His gaze had long since shifted from the bleeding wound to the face of the person in front of him, and he couldn't look away for even a second.

Ning Xi lowered her eyes, focusing on treating the wound. Her curled eyelashes trembled slightly, the tips of which were damp with worry.

Warm light bathed her smooth, delicate skin, outlining her soft, refined eyebrows and straight nose. Her lips were slightly pursed, her beautiful eyes intently focused on his wound, her heart and soul filled with nothing but him.

In He Kezhou's dark eyes, only tender warmth remained; his dark pupils were like obsidian soaked in warm water.

Ning Xi threw away the used cotton swab and replaced it with a new one.

She even suspected that He Kezhou had squeezed the glass shards tightly in his palm, otherwise how could the cut be so deep?

After applying the band-aid, Ning Xi carefully wiped away the dried blood from his fingers with disinfectant wipes.

She tossed aside the wet wipes and turned to clean up the broken pieces on the floor.

He Kezhou's arms were suddenly empty. He grabbed her as she tried to leave, "I'll sweep it."

Ning Xi had already stopped the bleeding and bandaged the wound. Seeing his insistence, she told him to be careful and not to hurt himself again.

The cell phone in the room was ringing.

Ning Xi went back to her room to answer the phone, and then glanced at He Kezhou, who was tidying up in the living room, with concern.

With his back to her, he swept up the broken glass shards, wiped away the bloodstains on the floor, and then found some tape to remove the tiny, invisible fragments from the floor.

The broken glass shards poured into the cardboard box were then tightly wrapped with tape by He Kezhou.

This way of wrapping prevents people from accidentally cutting their hands on plastic shards while rummaging through trash cans for plastic bottles.

Ning Xi looked away and answered the voice call from Teacher Dai.

After He Kezhou finished cleaning the living room and returned to his room, Ning Xi was still on the phone.

He walked to Ning Xi's side of the bed and sat down, his shoulder touching hers.

Ning Xi's voice and expression on the phone showed obvious happiness.

Teacher Dai found her part-time jobs for Monday and Tuesday.

She immediately received new income.

Ning Xi hung up the phone and looked at He Kezhou, who was rubbing his chin against hers, trying to get her attention.

"He Kezhou, only cats, dogs, and small animals like to rub against people. First of all, you are a human being, and secondly, you are a very tall man."

Before he was injured, the cold and aloof man was now like a large dog that had been neglected. He gently brushed his cheek against her shoulder, rested his chin on her shoulder, and tightened his arms around her waist.

Ning Xi immediately covered his mouth, her lips pursed, giving him a cold look.

"Don't try that dog-barking trick on me. Today, barking like a dog won't work."

He Kezhou held up his injured hand, which had a band-aid on it, in front of her.

He didn't speak, his dark eyes fixed on her silently, making Ning Xi quiet for a few seconds.

She pushed him away, saying, "With your hand injured like this, see if it hurts when you work tomorrow."

Ning Xi confiscated his computer, forbade him from working overtime, found him clothes to sleep in, and ordered him to lie down and go to sleep.

She turned off the room lights the moment he took off his clothes.

Ning Xi flattened the pillow and lay on her side facing He Kezhou with her back to him.

The room quieted down.

He Kezhou lay down on the bed and moved closer to Ning Xi, his face gently touching the soft nightgown on her back.

Ning Xi reached out and gave him half of the thin blanket she was wearing.

The moment He Kezhou's hand landed on her waist, she slapped it away. "Go to sleep."

The people behind him remained silent and made no further movement.

Ning Xi kept her eyes closed, maintaining the same position, without moving.

That night, she counted nearly two thousand sheep before she could fall asleep.

After Ning Xi fell asleep, He Kezhou turned the air conditioner to the lowest temperature.

A few minutes later, Ning Xi, who had been deliberately keeping her distance from him, hugged a thin blanket and rolled into his arms because she was cold.

He Kezhou held the person in his arms tightly, his arms going under her neck so she could sleep comfortably in his embrace.

Gazing at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, he closed his eyes contentedly.

……

Ning Xi got up early the next morning.

She refused He Kezhou's offer to drive her to work, repeatedly emphasizing to him that he didn't need to pick her up from get off work today.

Ning Xi finished tidying up, picked up the electric scooter key from the entryway, and reminded He Kezhou, who was washing up in the bathroom, to apply medicine and change the bandage on his hand.

The door made a soft sound.

He Kezhou held a toothbrush, staring at the tightly closed door for a long time without making a move.