Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 346 Keep Your Distance
Cypress house.The bathroom was foggy.

Baimu Moyou gently rubbed the foam on her hair to wash off the smell of oily smoke, and murmured in a low voice: "There are two days left and it will be over."

After rinsing her body, she wrapped herself in a white bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom, and took out a glass of cold mung bean soup from the refrigerator. She sat on the sofa, holding the glass of water with a frowning expression.

She is very clear that she has become more and more strange recently.

When you get close to the sage of Kitahara, you will feel nervous and flustered involuntarily; when you hear his words of concern, your heart will warm; if you accidentally touch his hand, your chest will heat up; even the dishes you cook, you will feel very concerned about him. Evaluation;

This is a very dangerous signal.

She seemed to gradually accept the sage of Beiyuan in her heart, and in the past few days, she had made rapid progress.

Baimu Moyou was worried, and he couldn't help comparing him with Xufeng, looking for differences.

She was sure that the nervous and flustered mood had only been felt by Kitahara Kento.

She has been next to Xu Feng countless times before, and she has never felt that nervous and flustered.

The same is true for caring words. Xufeng told her "be careful on the road" countless times. I don't know if it's because she's used to it. She feels very calm in her heart, just a sense of warmth.

Not to mention touching Xu Feng's hand, this is a frequent occurrence, if there is any feeling in her heart, she just wants to hold Xu Feng's hand all the time, but she definitely won't feel hot in her chest.

Only in terms of cooking, Beiyuan Xianren is similar to Xu Feng, and she also cares very much about how Xu Feng evaluates her cooking.

Kashiwagi Moyou gradually recovered, feeling sad.

Originally, I just wanted to repay the favor quickly, so that I could hold my head up in front of him in the future.But the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the situation was developing rapidly in a direction she could not have expected.

It's not good, and I can't figure it out.

Kashiwagi Moyou, who was in deep reflection, suddenly got up and walked quickly to the bedroom.

She sat down at the desk, opened her laptop, and searched online—why would she feel nervous when she was close to the opposite sex.

On the page that popped up, there were more than a dozen websites answering, and she checked them one by one.

After half an hour, she summed up five answers.

One, psychological self-protection awareness.I have been hurt before, leaving a psychological shadow, and the psychological self-protection mechanism is at work, and I don't want to get close to the other party, and I don't want the other party to get close to me.

Baimu Moyou frowned and thought about it, feeling that this one was right and wrong.

Thanks to that irresponsible bastard father, she really dislikes men who naturally like to mess with women.But she thinks that her heart is strong enough to have no psychological shadows, and she just simply resents and rejects other strange men, and will not feel nervous and flustered like approaching the Kitahara sage.

Second, not confident enough, introverted
Baimu Moyou directly ignored this point. She may have an introverted personality, and she admitted it, but not being confident enough is pure nonsense.

Three, I did something wrong.I have done something sorry for the other party, and facing the other party, I am afraid of revealing my secrets, so I naturally feel nervous and flustered.

Kashiwagi Moyou pondered for a while, and felt that the meaning of this expression should be "derailment".

She did feel sorry for Bei Yuan, but the two parties had already expressed it frankly, and it was definitely not the reason mentioned in this answer.

Fourth, there is less contact with the opposite sex. When you are close to the opposite sex, your body and nerves will be highly sensitive.

Baimu Moyou thought about it for a while, and felt that this one seemed quite reasonable, but it was not so accurate.

The reason is the same as the first one. Her treatment of other men is completely different from the feeling mentioned above, which can only be felt when she has close contact with the Kitahara sage.

Five, have a crush on each other.

Baimu Moyou stared at the word "secret love" and fell silent for a while.

After a while, she came back to her senses and felt that she was talking nonsense.

If it was a crush, why didn't she feel nervous and flustered at all when she was close to Xu Feng?
It's impossible, she doesn't actually like Xu Feng's feelings for more than ten years.

With such a comparison, the so-called unrequited love will naturally be broken without a break, and the truth will no longer hold water.

Crush or like, it's ridiculous.Unless she usually feels nervous and flustered when she is close to Xufeng, this can prove that she likes or secretly loves the sage of Beiyuan.

But it's obviously impossible. It's not that she hasn't experienced it, and she has hugged Xufeng many times. There is no sense of tension, let alone panic.

Baimu Moyou closed the laptop screen, sat on the edge of the bed, and leaned back on the bed.

"But if it's not, what's the reason?" she murmured.

The bright sun at noon illuminates the curtains, and the room is bright.She stared at the ceiling silently, her thoughts confused.

The BC cycle of the celebrity title battle is about to begin. Just now, Kento Kitahara received a call and went to Tokyo Kiin by car to draw lots.She took advantage of the Beiyuan sage to go out and sneaked home in her busy schedule, just to check her "strange heart disease".

But judging from the results, she was very dissatisfied, and still couldn't find out what happened.

Why when approaching Kitahara sage, not only did he become nervous, but also flustered, and he seemed to care more and more about him.

Baimu Moyou turned sideways and slowly hugged the quilt into her arms.

"Even if you don't know why, you can't continue like this."

"Keep a 'distance' from him."

"Dingling", the phone rang twice.

She touched the phone, it was a text message from the sage of Beiyuan.

At this moment, Baimu Moyou suddenly realized that there was only Kento Kitahara in the address book that didn't even have his father's number.

"I just got home, where have you been?"

"There are still a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator, enough to eat, don't buy any more."

Baimu Moyou quickly sat up from the bed and typed a reply.

"I'm outside, I'll be back soon."

As soon as he entered the living room, Kashiwagi Moyou saw Kitahara sage busy everywhere, putting bottles and cans into the refrigerator for a while, putting the electric cooker on the dining table for a while, and stretching the power cord for a while.
"Tomorrow is the last day. I remember you said that Takanashi-san likes hot pot the most? This time, I will teach you hot pot. The hot pot is very simple, and all the ingredients are ready-made. You can buy imported hot pot ingredients in big supermarkets. No need to learn, You'll see it when you see it."

Baimu Moyou stepped forward quickly and said, "You rest, I will do these things."

This time on purpose, she deliberately kept a distance of at least half a meter from him.

"Okay, you store the meat slices in the refrigerator, wash the vegetables once, and unscrew the cans of sesame juice and fermented bean curd first, and you don't need to do the rest. Let's have dinner at night."

After finishing everything, she looked at the clock on the wall, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

Kitahara sage was writing notes and studying on the sofa, and Kashiwagi Moyou, who had nothing to do, was looking around the living room all the time, wanting to find something to do for himself, so as to avoid sitting on the sofa with Kitahara sage and getting too close.

She was determined in her heart, and she had to keep a certain distance from the Beiyuan sage, otherwise she would definitely become more and more strange!
But the previous cleaning was too thorough, the living room was spotless, and the sheets and quilt covers on the second floor were washed and dried, so she had to take the broom and lower her head to clean up the non-existent dust, thinking that she would mop the floor again later.

After playing a chess record, Kitahara Kento moved his shoulders and chatted casually: "I teach you the hot and sour potato shreds. Does it taste the same as the version made by Takanashi classmate's grandmother?"

Kashiwagi Moyou hid far away at the dining table, "It's a bit different, the taste is not as crisp, and the taste is not as rich. But it is very close."

"Cutting it with a knife will make it crispy, you have to practice slowly," Kitahara Kento thought for a while, and then said: "Think carefully, besides chopped green onion and dried chili, what condiments Takanashi-san's grandmother added. "

"... Time has passed for a long time, Xu Feng and I have forgotten, only remember the hot and sour."

The sage of Beiyuan nodded in understanding, and guessed: "I think she may have added garlic slices or pepper oil to make the taste richer. Your current level of cooking can be scrambled eggs with tomatoes, hot and sour potato shreds, Ants can also climb trees, and by analogy, ordinary home-cooked dishes should not trouble you, you can study it yourself when you have time."

"Ah."

After another half an hour, the Kitahara sage glanced at classmate Bai who was still working, wondering what was wrong with her, the floor wasn't dirty, it was clean, why did she mop the floor.

He straightened up and invited: "Don't do it, the ground is not dirty. Take a break and come over to play a game of chess?"

In the past few days, every time classmate Bai was bored and dazed, he would invite her to play a few games of chess to pass the time together. She never had any objections, and sat obediently across from him.

But this time, classmate Bai, who was far away from the sofa, went uncharacteristically, looked up at him, then lowered his head and said, "No, I'll mop the floor."

(End of this chapter)