Just one sentence from the Almighty.
Bo Jiu felt as though she had been tricked again.
She really couldn't have a dark history.
Especially in front of the Almighty.
Most importantly, this Almighty was her boyfriend.
When they were about to alight, he reached out to pinch her face, his brows arched, giving off a gentle impression. "Do you think you can escape by pretending to be asleep?"
Bo Jiu opened her eyes but before she could speak.
He wrapped her up with his jacket.
It would be perfect if the Almighty didn't dig up her dark history instead of taking care of her.
They weren't heading back to the Qin family's house but to her apartment.
Grandfather Butler's expression darkened when he saw his young lord being carried back. But as a gentleman, he poured a cup of English black tea for his assistant.
The assistant was stunned when he saw the old man in front of him.
When did the Fu family hire such a butler?
He thought he had a good aura, wearing a suit every day and helping Boss Qin settle all matters. If he claimed to be the second best assistant, no one would dare to do so.
But this person in front of him wasn't just wearing a suit. More importantly, his clothes were spotless. Even the way he looked at his pocket watch was perfect. From the tea set to the pastry in his mouth, it was so exquisite that it shocked him.
Such a beautiful thing definitely wouldn't taste good.
With this thought in mind, the assistant placed a piece of pastry into his mouth casually. As a young man, he had been fed dog food for an entire day. Shouldn't he eat something to fill his stomach … How could it taste so good?!
The assistant's eyes widened in that instant.
Looking at Grandpa Butler who had been extremely elegant from the beginning to the end, he suddenly felt like he had lost!
No wonder Boss Qin didn't bring Miss Jiu back!
The assistant wasn't aware of the other reason.
Qin Mo knew that with Grandfather Butler's medical skills, it would definitely be good for her.
Bo Jiu was lying on the bed, accepting the Almighty's water. She was about to do something to distract the Almighty.
It was better not to talk about how he had wooed her.
Perhaps it was because of her dark history or the slight fever, Bo Jiu's face was slightly red.
To show that she was obedient, she sat down as if she had done something to redeem herself. She drank whatever Qin Mo fed her. Even though she didn't like to drink water usually, she drank half a cup in one go. Then, she looked at the Desert God as if she was asking for praise.
The Desert God did not react.
Bo Jiu drank another half cup before looking up.
The result was the same.
Looks like I can't escape.
Bo Jiu thought for a moment. If she didn't kiss and coax the Almighty, she would be able to get away with it.
She didn't expect that before she could speak.
He reached out and picked up a photo by the bedside. When he lowered his eyes, it was impossible to see any expression on his face.
That picture had appeared in the castle before.
Because of this photo, the cold aura emitted from the Almighty's body was still vivid in his mind.
Instinctively, Bo Jiu reached out and took the photo. She seemed to be muttering to herself and explaining, "Why is this photo here? It must be Grandpa Butler who did it. "
After saying that, he turned around, pulled out the drawer, and put the photo into it.
Now that the Almighty had gotten rid of the hypnosis, he should be rather weak. She would tell him about the photo after he calmed down.
As a domineering CEO, she had to be considerate!
After Bo Jiu put the photo away, she smiled at Qin Mo and leaned against him suavely.
Qin Mo lowered his lids and looked at her casually. He fed her another mouthful of water. "It's not surprising that you did it. After all, she is your childhood sweetheart."
Bo Jiu drank the water nervously. After swallowing, she coughed lightly. "It really wasn't me."
This time, the Almighty had indeed wronged her.
She didn't have time to set up the photo.
Ever since the hypnosis had been planted on the Almighty, Bo Jiu had been thinking of ways to make him stay.
Even though the Almighty had always called her Sugar Boy, Bo Jiu could sense the playfulness behind it. It seemed as though he would leave once he lost interest.
Of course, that was just her facade.
But it was this facade. Bo Jiu couldn't even coax Little Princess Qin back then. Why would she take the photo out?
Grandfather Butler was different. From a medical point of view, hypnosis would usually be related to memories that people weren't willing to face.
Because they weren't willing to face it, it would create a psychological weakness and seal off certain things.
Hence, Grandfather Butler would try any method to evoke Qin Mo's memory.
Bo Jiu understood this logic.
But the Almighty's rejection of her, his childhood sweetheart, had been too obvious.
Now that she had a dark history, she had to avoid these minefield topics.
Qin Mo could read her thoughts. He lifted his thin lips and pulled the drawer open. "Why? Do you think I'll be jealous? "
"Why would you?" Bo Jiu laughed. "Aren't you going to eat it?"
Qin Mo replied slowly, "What's there to eat?"
Bo Jiu: … No matter how she thought about it, he didn't mean it!
It was probably another trap. Bo Jiu didn't want to fall for it. She wanted to create a topic to trap the Almighty. She pushed the drawer back. "Brother Mo, after what you said, I thought about it. I agree that my childhood sweetheart is a little scheming. For example, he never allowed me to play with others. Now that I think about it, he might have been jealous. I was young back then and didn't understand at all."
After she was done, she waited for the Almighty to agree with her point of view.
After all, according to the Almighty's personality, not only would he agree to it, he would also calmly advise her to stay away from such people and so on.
But?
Why was he so quiet?
Bo Jiu watched as he peeled off the packaging, his fingers pausing. She arched a brow. She was about to eat, why did the Almighty suddenly stop?
Before she could figure it out, Qin Mo sat down.
Qin Mo sat down, his thin lips slightly curved as he asked her, "Do you want to eat?"
"Mmh." The Almighty was tempting her with his beauty again. Bo Jiu waited for him to feed her.
Unexpectedly, the man smiled, raised his hand slightly, and threw the candy that was originally meant for her into the trash can beside him.
Bo Jiu: …
"Since you're having a fever, eat less sweet things." Qin Mo arched a brow. He exuded an aura of abstinence.
What he said sounded very reasonable.
But he had fed her a lot of candy previously.
Bo Jiu didn't know how she had offended him. She sat there in confusion.
He turned and covered her with the blanket. His voice was calm. "I heard that the purest feelings happen when you're young."
Bo Jiu knew he was trying to knock her down. In the end, it was because of that photo!
She replied immediately, "What do you know when you were young?"
Qin Mo tapped her wrist. "You don't want to talk about your childhood?"
Bo Jiu nodded. It was mainly because you would get jealous.
Qin Mo chuckled. His slender and fair hand was still tapping her wrist. He seemed to respect her opinion. He pondered over it slowly. The light landed on his chin. "Let's talk about how many people you have chased and how I fell in love with you at first sight?"
Bo Jiu: …
This wasn't even as good as the previous topic!
Bo Jiu wilted. She leaned her head against Qin Mo's chest, her gaze wavering. "Brother Mo, my head hurts."
"Do you think I'll believe you?" Qin Mo smirked.
Bo Jiu didn't reply. Even with the Almighty's words, he reached out to caress her head, his voice gentle and soothing. It was easy for her to relax.
If it wasn't for another sentence. "Aren't you going to bring the photo?"
Bo Jiu would have remained motionless. "I'm not doing it anymore."
"It looks good. Why aren't you doing it?" Qin Mo was nonchalant. When he felt the warmth from her body, he peeled another piece of candy. "It's good to reminisce about the past at the right time."
Bo Jiu didn't move. … You said it so generously, I almost believed you!
"It's in the drawer." Bo Jiu felt that this was a battle of wits and bravery. She didn't relax at all. It was time to give her the candy.
Unexpectedly, he smiled again. The same thing happened. This time, he didn't throw the candy into the bin. Instead, he ate it himself.
Bo Jiu: …
Was it so hard to eat candy nowadays?
Besides, he had clearly been feeding it to her.
Qin Mo swept her a glance, his voice calm. "Do you want to eat it?"
"Mmh," Bo Jiu replied. What if acting pitiful worked?
Reality proved that acting pitiful wasn't a good thing in front of the Almighty.
Qin Mo chuckled, pinching her face. "Bear with it."
Bo Jiu: …
Her awkwardness was definitely because of the photo!
Bo Jiu's mind was a little empty from the heat. She didn't think about recovering her memory.
After all, Qin Mo didn't seem to have any intention of telling her. He wanted her to come back on her own.
And when he found out that the scheming boy he was talking about was him, that feeling … was really …
Qin Mo lowered his lids, pinching her face again to see how long it would take for her to come back to her senses.
Bo Jiu didn't know why he was pinching her, but the warmth in his eyes was too strong. He treated her as though she was a treasure. His eyes were half-lidded, making him look abstinent and seductive. He specialized in attacking people's hearts.
The only thing she couldn't do about was seduction. Her clear eyes would naturally stare straight at him.
Qin Mo paused when he saw her. His gaze deepened and he bent down, intending to kiss the corner of her lips.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't control himself. His fingers slid across her softness. He wanted to melt her into a puddle in his arms.
Bo Jiu felt dizzy from the kiss. Even a fever couldn't compare to the warmth the Almighty gave her.
Even so, Qin Mo could feel her body temperature rising. His forehead was pressed against hers. Because of her lack of energy, her heart seemed to be tied into a knot. Her blood seemed to have stopped flowing.
He hugged her and in the end, fed her a candy. He lowered his head and kissed her hair. "Tell me when you're thirsty."
Bo Jiu didn't think the Almighty was good at taking care of people in the past. But this time, it was different.
Actually, even though it was just a fever, it was quite troublesome. There was no taste in her mouth. She wanted to drink water and eat something sweet and sour at the same time.
But it wasn't good to eat sweets all the time. Her throat couldn't take it.
It wasn't easy to make a person with a fever comfortable.
However, his eyes never left her. Whenever she moved, he would know what she was going to do. The candy was replaced by fruit, and he was the one who fed her the whole time.
She didn't even need to go to the washroom.
Bo Jiu's hands were weak but she didn't need the drip anymore.
He didn't listen to her. He bent down and carried her into the washroom. He even helped her untie the belt of her pajamas.
The back of the Almighty's hands was very white. His fingertips seemed to be glowing. It was a sign of his temperament.
When he brushed past her, Bo Jiu always felt that it was strange for his hands to untie her pants.
But from this angle, he didn't seem to mind at all. "Call me when you're done."
It was probably because he was taking care of her meticulously.
Under the Almighty's supervision, Bo Jiu drank many cups of water in one go. At around 10 pm, Bo Jiu's body temperature had returned to normal.
Bo Jiu's body temperature returned to normal. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms.
Unlike her, Qin Mo didn't sleep. He hugged her with one hand and used the other to check her temperature from time to time.
A fever was most afraid of relapses in the night.
Everyone knew that.
Qin Mo didn't fall asleep immediately. His fingers caressed her cheeks and pushed the hair away. The gentleness in his eyes was bottomless. It seemed like it was about to spill out.
But Bo Jiu, who was already asleep, didn't see it.
Otherwise, she would have felt that the look in his eyes was very familiar.
Grandpa Butler stood outside the door. He had prepared the soup and wanted to come in, but when he saw this scene, he silently closed the door and looked at the silver pocket watch.
He was clear that even without him, Young Lord would recover very well today.
Because the best medicine was meticulous care.
In this aspect, no one could compare to the young master of the Qin family.
Bo Jiu slept comfortably. She couldn't help but rub her face against the warm cotton. She didn't know it wasn't a pillow but the sleeping shirt Qin Mo was wearing.
The moment she moved, Qin Mo would open his eyes and look at her to check her temperature.
In the end, he couldn't take it anymore. He pinched her face. "I've given you so many hints but you still haven't guessed the answer. Little Bo Jiu, it isn't wrong to call you an idiot."
Bo Jiu seemed to be dreaming of something good. Her lips were still half raised. Her mouth was slightly open and there was moisture coming out.
Qin Mo's gaze deepened. He turned sideways and placed the photo back in its original position.
The night sky was getting darker.
The netizens weren't sure what was going on. Their focus was on the competition.
After the match between Supreme Alliance and Theo, they saw hope. At the same time, they realized that Supreme Alliance wasn't as good as the Japanese.
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