Qin Mo stood beside the bed, pouring a cup of hot water for a certain someone.
His eyes met the jade-like curve.
His gaze deepened. Then he raised his hand and drank a mouthful of water.
Bo Jiu paused. "Brother Mo, isn't that water for me?"
"It was." After Qin Mo finished the water, he placed the cup at the side and bent down, his fingers touching her ear lightly.
The unusual coldness made Bo Jiu take a step back, her head leaning against the wall. "What is it?"
"I'm checking to see if you're better," he said, his fingers caressing her left ear.
Bo Jiu thought to herself, how could she admit that she was better now? At the very least, she had to wait for the night.
She laughed, stretching lazily. "Brother Mo, what did you say? I can't hear you clearly. "
"I'm not sure." His lips curled up, and that handsome and elegant face came closer to her. When his thin lips parted, she could see that beautiful curve, and he was very leisurely.
A kiss landed on the tip of her ear.
Bo Jiu's heart trembled. Hey, the Almighty, this is against the rules.
She reached out, wanting to push him away. It wouldn't be good if someone entered.
This was the infirmary after all.
"What is it?" He pressed her wrist and leaned his lips against her ear. His breath seemed to be able to envelop her completely. "It's not like a kiss can make it better."
He was using her words against her again.
Bo Jiu interlocked her fingers with his. "This is the infirmary." Did she make herself clear?
"Oh …" Qin Mo dragged his voice, his unique voice carrying a hint of elegance. "Our Sugar Daddy is afraid of being seen too."
Bo Jiu pretended to not hear what he was saying. She had to be thorough in her act.
Qin Mo chuckled, inching closer. "Do you think it's a coincidence that we're the only ones here?"
Of course not, that's why I have to act sick. Almighty, you haven't been yourself since the start.
Bo Jiu didn't continue the topic. Instead, she reached out and held onto his head with enough strength to fight another round. But in front of the Almighty, she rubbed it lightly, her brows still furrowed. "Are you jealous because of your headache?"
Qin Mo stilled, his pupils dilating in an instant. Then, he returned to his original state, his smile overflowing. "Compared to a head massage, there's something else that relieves the pain faster."
He looked at her.
His gaze was as deep as the night outside, causing Bo Jiu to freeze.
The next second, the flashlight seemed to have run out of power, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.
Bo Jiu was about to turn and turn on the flashlight, but his aura was already one step closer, pressing down on her.
Then, he whispered in her ear, "The way you look in the hospital gown makes me want to do something."
Before Bo Jiu could open her mouth, he lifted her chin and pressed his lips down. His lips were soft and lingering, carrying the scent of tobacco. It was a light kiss, soft and cool to the touch. It reminded her of peppermint candy.
However, the more time passed, the more intense the kiss became. He sucked on the tip of her tongue until it was numb.
Their fingers were interlocked, but when Bo Jiu exerted force, he chuckled lowly. After he released her, his lips were still pressed against hers. "Do you like it?"
In the night, Qin Mo was like a demon from the deep sea, even his voice was lazy and sexy, heating her up.
On top of that, he was very different today.
"I've always wanted to do something like this, even when I close my eyes. As expected, we shouldn't be staying in the same room."
That kind of voice, while ringing in her ear, at the same time, it lightly pecked the back of her ear.
Bo Jiu felt her blood heating up. She moved her left hand, which was interlocked tightly, as though that was the only way to give herself some strength. "Brother Mo …"
"Mmh?" Qin Mo didn't intend to let her get up. He followed her wishes and let go of her hand. However, he held onto her wrist and let her wrap her arms around his neck.
They sat facing each other. Since Qin Mo's legs were too long, half of them hung down from the side of the bed.
But even so, Bo Jiu felt as though she wasn't sitting on the bed, but in the Almighty's arms. They were too close, as though he was using his legs to support a certain area, and she was in that area.
"This is weird." Bo Jiu lowered her voice, her breath landing on his shoulder.
The dark brown uniform was very seductive.
Qin Mo tilted his head, smiling more than usual today. "I want to touch the person I like in my arms, what's so weird about that?"
He used the word 'touch' … Seriously. Bo Jiu arched a brow, about to say something.
Just then, she felt her hospital gown being lifted from the back.
Immediately after, a hand slid in, carrying a slight chill.
Bo Jiu shivered, her fingers gripping his shirt tightly. "Brother Mo."
Qin Mo lowered his voice. "Don't hide, let me know you're really here."
Bo Jiu's heart softened. She tilted her head, rubbing her face against his shoulder. "One minute." They were in the military after all. She hadn't understood before, but now she understood. It wouldn't be good if others found out about it.
Bo Jiu didn't care about anything else, she was just worried about how others would view him.
Fortunately, the Almighty was cooperative today, replying lazily, "Alright, one minute."
Unfortunately, the minute was longer than she had expected.
Besides, she could feel the heat around her rising.
It was all because of the Almighty's actions.
It wasn't a big deal if his hand was restless.
It was just that this person had broken too many rules since he was born. Not only his appearance, but even when you closed your eyes, that voice was as pleasant as the late-night CV of a radio station. After it was softened, it was very magnetic and pleasant to listen to. "Have I ever told you that this part of yours is very beautiful?"
Qin Mo spoke, pressing down on her tailbone.
The numbness spread uncontrollably throughout her body. She straightened her back instinctively, trying to avoid the touch. Even the corners of her eyes were red, making the mole at the bottom of her eyes seem to be coated with a layer of luster.
Qin Mo's gaze deepened. "And your back as well."
Under the moonlight, the two figures on the hospital bed could be seen clearly.
Especially that pair of hands with jade-like joints. Like an art, they wandered around the young man's fair back. With every word, his fingertips would press down a little.
Bo Jiu couldn't even stabilize her breathing. All she could feel were his hands and the rising temperature.
Every time he pressed down, she couldn't help but tremble.
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