A word from the great god.
Bo Jiu felt that she was being tricked again.
There really can't be such a thing as black history.
Especially in front of the great gods.
The most important thing is that this great god is still his boyfriend.
When she was about to get out of the car, Qin Mo reached out and pinched her face, her eyebrows were half raised, giving people a gentle illusion: "Do you think you can escape this catastrophe by pretending to be asleep?"
Bo Jiu opened his eyes and didn't speak yet.
And he wrapped himself in his coat again.
It would be perfect if the great god could put the thoughtfulness of taking care of him and not digging up her black history.
The two of them were not back to the Qin family, but Bo Jiu's apartment.
The housekeeper's grandfather did not look very good after seeing that the young master was brought back, but as a gentleman, he still poured a cup of English black tea for the accompanying special assistant.
When the special assistant saw the old man in front of him, he was a little shocked.
When did the Fu family invite such a housekeeper He thinks that he has a good temperament, he is in a straight suit every day, and he can handle all the big and small affairs for their family Qin, he is the second assistant to be called the second, and no one dares to call the second.
But the one in front of him is not only a straight suit, but most importantly, it is spotless, and even the action of looking at the pocket watch is perfect, and from the tea set to the pastries in the entrance, he was shocked by the exquisiteness.
Such a beautiful thing must not be delicious.
With this attitude, the special assistant casually put a small piece of pastry in his mouth, he, an older young man, has been eating dog food all day, and it is not very delicious to eat something to cushion his stomach The special assistant's eyes were rounded for a moment.
Looking at the housekeeper grandfather who was so elegant from beginning to end, he suddenly had a feeling of losing No wonder Mr.
Qin didn't take Miss Nine back to Qin's house The assistant didn't know, except for this reason.
There is another point, that is, Qin Mo knows very well that with the housekeeper's grandfather's medical skills, it will definitely be good for Bo Jiu.
Instead, Bo Jiu, who was half-lying on the bed and receiving water from the great god, was about to do something to distract the great god's attention.
On the topic of "how did he chase her", it's better not to talk about it Probably because of the black history, or maybe there is still a little low-grade fever, and Bo Jiu's face is still a little red.
In order to show that he is very well-behaved, he sat down like a guilty meritorious service, what Qin Mo fed her, what she drank, even if she didn't usually like to drink water, now she drank most of the cup in one go, and then looked at Mo Shen like a meritorious person.
The god of indifference didn't react.
Bo Jiu drank another half a glass and looked up again.
The result is still the same.
It seems that there is no escape, Bo Jiu thought about it, if he didn't kiss and coax the gods, that kind of thing would be vague and could open the page.
Unexpectedly, she hadn't spoken yet.
I saw him stretch out his hand and pick up a posing photo that was placed next to the bed, and when he lowered his eyes, he couldn't see any expression on the side of his face.
That pose had been in the castle before, Because of this posing photo, the cold air emanating from the great god at that time is still vivid.
Subconsciously, Bo Jiuyi reached out and took the posing photo, as if talking to himself, and as if explaining: "Why did this posing photo appear here, it must have been put by the housekeeper's grandfather."
With that, he turned around, pulled out the drawer, and put the picture inside.
Now that the great god has just eliminated the psychological suggestion, it should be quite fragile, and when the matter of the photo is settled, she is telling him.
As a domineering president, you have to be so understanding After Bo Jiu put the photo down, he smiled at Qin Mo and leaned there quite handsomely.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes and looked at Bo Jiu, as if he was a little careless, and fed her a mouthful of water: "It's not surprising that you put it up, after all, it's your childhood sweetheart." ” Bo Jiu was a little apprehensive when he drank this water, and after swallowing it, he coughed lightly: "I really didn't put it." ” This time the great god did wronged her.
She didn't have time to put this picture on display.
Since the great god was given a psychological hint, all Bo Jiu thought about was how to keep people.
Even though the great god always called her the gold lord before, Bo Jiu could feel that there was still a lot of fun in it, as if he would leave if he was not interested.
Of course, this is an illusion of Bo Jiu.
But it was this illusion, Bo Jiu coaxed the little princess Qin at that time before it was too late, how could she take out this posing photo.
Grandfather Housekeeper is different, from a medical point of view, after all, no matter what kind of psychological suggestion, it is usually related to the memory that people are unwilling to face.
Because you don't want to face it, it creates psychological weakness and then closes something.
So any way to evoke Qin Mo's memory, Grandpa Housekeeper will try.
Bo Jiu also understands this truth.
But after all, the god boycotted her before, and the "childhood sweetheart" resisted too obviously.
Bo Jiu, who is now burdened with a black history, of course, must avoid these minefield topics to talk about.
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Qin Mo naturally saw someone's thoughts, hooked his thin lips, and opened the drawer again: "Why do you think I'll be jealous?"
"How so."
Bo Jiu smiled and asked again: "You don't eat" Qin Mo said slowly: "What is delicious." ” Bo Jiu: No matter how you listen to it, it's duplicity This should be another routine, Bo Jiu didn't want to be fooled, he wanted to create some topics, and when the time came, he could use it to set the god of routines, and pushed the drawer in: "Brother Mo, after you finished talking last time, I thought about it, and I also felt that I, a childhood sweetheart, was indeed a little cautious, for example, he never let me play with others, and now that I think about it, it is very likely that he is jealous, I was young at that time, and I didn't understand it at all." ” After Bo Jiu finished speaking, she waited for the great god to agree with her point of view.
After all, in this case, according to the character of the great god, not only will she agree, but she will also persuade her to stay away from this kind of person in the future, etc. can How can it be so quiet Bo Jiu looked at the fingers that he had peeled off the package and wanted to feed the candy in her mouth and stopped there, and raised his eyebrows slightly, she was ready to eat, and the great god suddenly stopped What was going on Before Bo Jiu could figure it out.
Over there, Qin Mo sat down, and asked her with thin lips slightly hooked: "Do you want to eat?"
"Hmm."
The great god began to use beauty to seduce again, Bo Jiu thought so, and waited to be fed.
But who knows, the man smiled, raised his hand slightly, and threw the candy that was originally going to be given to her into the trash can next to him.
Bo Jiu: "Since you have a fever, eat less sweet and greasy things."
The corners of Qin Mo's eyes were slightly raised, and he had an aura of abstinence.
It sounds like it makes a lot of sense.
But before, he obviously fed himself a lot of sugar.
Bo Jiu didn't understand where he had provoked the great god, so he sat there very puzzled. watched him turn sideways, cover the quilt for her, and said in a faint voice: "I heard that the purest feelings happen when I was a child." ” Bo Jiuxin said that this was beating her, in the final analysis, it was because the photo was not happy Immediately, he said, "What did you know when you were a child?"
” When Qin Mo heard this, his finger tapped her wrist: "I don't want to talk about when I was a child."
The main thing is that your old man will be jealous, Bo Jiu nodded.
Qin Mo smiled, his slender and white hand was still knocking on her wrist, as if he really respected her opinion, he thought slowly, and the light of the light fell on his chin: "Then let's talk about how many people you have chased, and by the way, let's talk about my love at first sight for you in your memories."
Bo Jiu: This is not as good as the previous topic Bo Jiu wilted, his head rested on Qin Mo's chest, and his eyes lit up: "Brother Mo, I have a headache." ” "Thought I would believe it," Qin Mo sighed.
Bo Jiu didn't speak, after all, even if the great god said such a thing, he still stretched out his hand and stroked her head, and the gentle tunnel made it easy for people to relax.
If it weren't for another sentence coming from the ear: "The photo doesn't come up" Bo Jiu is probably going to resist the great god and not move like this: "Don't swing." ” "It's very good-looking, why don't you put it up" Qin Mo was very careless, and after noticing the temperature on her body, he peeled off a piece of candy on his hand: "People, it's a good thing to be nostalgic at the right time." ” Bo Jiu didn't move: You are so generous, I almost believe it "Just in a drawer."
Bo Jiu felt that this was a big project of wits and courage, and he didn't slack off for half a point, so he should give her the sugar.
Unexpectedly, the man smiled again, and the same thing happened, only this time he didn't throw the candy in the trash, but ate it himself.
Bo Jiu: Is it so hard to eat a piece of candy now?
And that action just now was obviously meant to be fed to her.
Qin Mo glanced at someone, and his voice was very light: "I really want to eat" Bo Jiu snorted, what if it was useful to pretend to be pitiful.
It turns out that pretending to be pitiful in front of the great god has no positive effect at all.
Qin Mo smiled and pinched her face: "Then you can bear with it." ” Bo Jiu: It's so awkward, it's definitely because of that posing photo Bo Jiu, whose burning thoughts were a little empty, didn't think about recovering his memory.
After all, Qin Mo didn't seem to intend to tell her, but wanted someone to come back to their senses.
And when he knew that the scheming boy he said was himself, that feeling was real Qin Mo lowered his eyes and pinched someone's face again to see when this guy could react.
Bo Jiu was pinched inexplicably, but the warmth in the person's eyes was too heavy, and he treated her more like a baby, plus his eyes were half-down, abstinent and seductive, and he specialized in people's hearts.
She has no choice but to deal with beautiful men, and of course a pair of black and white eyes will look directly at people.
After seeing her like this, Qin Mo was stunned, his eyes were half dark, and he lowered his waist, originally planning to kiss the corners of her mouth.
Who knows, still not controlled, fingers slid over her softness, eager to let this person turn into a puddle of water in his arms.
Bo Jiu's head was even more dizzy, and she felt that the fever was not as high as the temperature brought to her by the great god.
Even so, Qin Mo still noticed that her body temperature had risen a little again, and her forehead was against hers, because she was not energetic, her heart seemed to be knotted, and the blood seemed to be out of circulation.
He hugged the person, and finally fed her a piece of candy, lowered his head and kissed her hair: "If you are thirsty, tell me." ” Bo Jiu didn't think that the great god was particularly good at taking care of people before, but this time it was different.
In fact, don't look at it as a fever, it's quite troublesome, there is no taste in the mouth, and I want to drink water and eat something sweet and sour.
But it's not good to always eat sugar, and your throat will not be able to stand it.
It is really not very easy to want people with fever to be comfortable.
He never left her with a pair of eyes, and when she moved, he knew in advance what she was going to do, and the sugar was replaced by fruit, and he had always fed her.
Not to mention going to the bathroom.
Bo Jiu has no strength in his hands, but now he doesn't have a drip, it's completely fine.
He didn't listen to her, and one bent down to carry the person into the bathroom, and unfastened the straps of her pajama pants.
The back of the god's hand is very white, and his fingertips seem to be able to bring out light, which is due to his temperament.
When he didn't cross easily, Bo Jiu always felt that it was too inconsistent to untie his pants with such a pair of hands.
But looking at it from this angle, he didn't care at all: "Okay, call me." ” Probably because the care is too meticulous.
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In addition, under the supervision of the great god, Bo Jiu drank a lot of glass of water in one go, and it was about ten o'clock in the evening.
Bo Jiu's body temperature had returned to normal, and he slept in Qin Mo's arms with his eyes closed.
Unlike her, Qin Mo did not sleep, holding the person with one hand, and the other hand would measure the temperature on her forehead from time to time.
The most feared thing about fever is the recurrence of the night.
Everyone knows that.
Because of this, Qin Mo didn't fall asleep immediately, his fingers ran over the person's cheeks, and then brushed away the hair that was attached to her face, and the softness under her eyes was bottomless, as if it was about to overflow.
It's just that Bo Jiu, who was already asleep, didn't see this scene.
Otherwise, she would definitely feel that such eyes were very familiar.
The housekeeper's grandfather stood outside the door, originally prepared soup and wanted to come in, but when he saw this scene again, he quietly closed the door, and then looked at the silver pocket watch.
He knew one thing that the young master would recover well even without him today.
Because the best medicine is careful care.
At this point, no one can compare to the young master of the Qin family.
Bo Jiu was indeed comfortable sleeping, his face involuntarily rubbed the cotton softness with a moderate temperature, and he didn't know that it was not a pillow, but the sleepiness that Qin Mo was wearing.
As long as she makes a move, Qin Mo will inevitably open his eyes, look at her, and measure her temperature.
In the end, probably couldn't help it, and pinched her face with her fingers again: "I've given you so many hints, but I still haven't guessed the answer, saying that you are stupid, I don't wronged you at all, Bo Xiaojiu." ” Bo Jiu seemed to have dreamed of something good, the corners of his mouth were still half-up, and his small mouth was slightly open, glowing with moisture.
Qin Mo saw it in his eyes, his eyes deepened again, and then he turned sideways and put the pose photo back in its place.
The night outside was getting darker.
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