Henry's handsome face darkened slightly, and he pursed his thin lips slightly. "You will perform that day."
Of course, Henry could see that Monique's expression was a little different from before.
The message sent by Monique was that she wanted to give Little Nomi a complete Mid-Autumn Festival that day.
Even in such a harmonious environment.
She was still thinking about leaving.
"Well, I'll prepare the materials in advance. The evening party that day should end at 10 o'clock. Let's just treat it as a night snack." Monique blinked her eyes and smiled faintly.
The sun under the smile was so beautiful that it made people's heart ache.
She was also reluctant to part with him.
“Let's stay, shall we?”
"Yes!" Henry's dark eyes darkened slightly.
When Monique heard that Henry agreed, her eyes flashed.
Then she raised the corner of her mouth and showed a sweet smile. "I've wrapped it up!"
Monique loosened her grip on Henry's hand.
Then she was about to put away the gauze in his hand.
Henry's hand, which had just been held by her, instantly froze in midair. "It's finished so fast!"
Then he slowly withdrew his hand.
There was some disappointment in his deep and magnetic voice.
After she finished it, he should go back to his room.
Henry glanced at Monique with his dark and deep eyes, and then glanced at the big bed.
She was so petite, and the bed was so big.
"It was so empty."
"It's not fast. Compared with the professional ones, I'm as slow as a snail. You can have a look tomorrow. If there's still blood, you must go to the hospital to have a look." Monique cleaned up while spoke with Henry.
When she packed up the first aid kit and was about to go with it...
From the corner of her eyes, she saw Henry's tall and straight body sitting there.
Realizing what she was thinking about, Monique was in a mess.
Woo woo woo.
How did she become like this lately? Boo-hoo.
Was it his gentleness that gave her an illusion?
Monique quickly put the medicine chest in the cabinet, and then turned to the door.
"Well, your hands are bandaged already. I'll go back to sleep!" Monique was inexplicably shy.
"Wait!" Henry turned to look at her.
Monique froze and was at a loss.
Henry looked at Monique's blushing face as she felt a little guilty. He got up and walked toward her.
The closer he got, the more panicked she seemed to be. "You, you, what are you doing?"
Henry looked at her shy, cute, and a little shy, with an evil smile on his face.
"Monique!" Henry walked up to Monique and his warm breath sprinkled on her face.
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