After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Jiang Cuocuo didn't know Cheng Shuanglin's rich inner drama.

Anyway, she took the initiative to admit her mistake and relented. She simply turned her head and looked at Mo Lixing, whose expression remained unchanged.

"Mr. Mo, I did some crazy things last night. That was not my intention. Please forgive me."

The last time they had a barbecue kiss, it was Mo Lixing who took advantage of her. Yesterday, she kept pestering him, and it was she who took advantage of Mo Lixing.

One person once, so it's even.

Jiang Cuocuo's voice was hoarse, his eyebrows were twisted in discomfort, and his lips were slightly dry.

There was a ball of paper blocked on one side of her nose, and Chu Chu's pitiful expression was a little funny.

Apparently, Jiang Cuocuo caught a cold due to the cold water he soaked in last night.

Mo Lixing couldn't help but think of the way she held her arms around his waist last night and kept pushing into his arms to beg for a hug.

As hot as a mermaid, her breath is sweet, and her body is soft. If he hadn't known that she was resisting, he would have almost lost control of himself.

He has never been a gentleman, but he doesn't bother to do anything forced.

So, he threw her away without mercy.

At this time, facing Jiang Cuocao's "sincere apology", he felt inexplicably unhappy.

The clinging and out-of-control behaviors she would engage in were not directed at him, but were caused by the drugs. If it were someone else, she would still take the initiative to ask for a hug.

But the discomfort only lasted for a moment. The next second, Mo Lixing returned to his calm state.

He doesn't need a woman, and he doesn't need a woman to affect his emotions.

But it was because grandpa valued Jiang Cuocuo that he paid more attention to her.

What she was planning, what secrets she was hiding, had nothing to do with him.

Thinking like this, Mo Lixing ignored Jiang Cuocuo, held his head, closed his eyes and calmed down.

Jiang Cuocuo waited for a long time, only to be ignored by Mo Lixing. She felt bored and rested against the car window again.

A few dozen minutes later, Cheng Shuanglin drove the car to Jinlin Villa.

When Jiang Cuocuo got out of the car, his head was so swollen and painful that he almost staggered and fell.

Fortunately, she held on to the car door in time and didn't fall.

Cheng Shuanglin saw that Jiang Cuocao's situation was not right, and wanted to say something more about whether he should go to the hospital.

But looking at the boss's cold face, his words were stuck in his throat again.

He had just "released the ban" and couldn't get into trouble again. Even if Jiang Cuocuo was really uncomfortable, President Mo would call a doctor for her.

After thinking about it, Cheng Shuanglin quickly drove away.

The cold is really uncomfortable, one side of my nose is blocked, and the breath coming out of the other side is like a flame.

Jiang Cuocuo was like a drunk person, beating his head and walking towards the elevator lightly and heavily.

After finally entering the house, Jiang Cuocuo had no strength to go upstairs again and lay down directly on the sofa in the living room.

Mo Lixing glanced at her and said coldly: "Have you forgotten something?"

Jiang Cuocuo reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Lixing in confusion.

Those eyes were confused and filled with a bit of sleepiness and tears, and Mo Lixing frowned.

"Just because you are not allowed to build the wall does not mean that other punishments will not continue."

Jiang Cuocuo blinked his eyes, obviously not remembering what happened.

And because of her discomfort, the tears that were rolling in her eyes fell down.

His face was extremely pale, his mouth was slightly open due to difficulty breathing, and his whole person had an indescribable feeling of vulnerability and pity.

Mo Lixing suddenly lost the patience to argue with her and walked upstairs with his long legs.

Jiang Cuocuo's mind was confused and she was used to Mo Lixing's uncertainty. Seeing that he was gone, she took a rest before reluctantly going upstairs to her room.

Sleeping until midnight, Jiang Cuocuo felt that her condition had become more serious. Not only her forehead, but also her whole body had a fever.

She felt like she couldn't get up, and she wanted to find someone to help her get medicine.

There is no one else in this room.

After fumbling with his phone, Jiang Cuocuo dialed Mo Lixing's number.

After a while, Mo Lixing's deep voice sounded, "What's going on?"

Jiang Cuocuo said hoarsely: "I, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Mo Lixing said coldly: "I'm not a doctor."

Jiang Cuocuo said, "Then help me find a doctor..."

Mo Lixing suddenly became angry, "Jiang Cuocuo, what do you have to do with me? Why should I find a doctor for you in the middle of the night!"

After saying that, Mo Lixing hung up the phone.

"Cold-blooded..." Jiang Cuocuo commented through gritted teeth.

She was really out of her mind, so she called Mo Lixing.

Calling 120 for a cold seems a bit over the top.

Jiang Cuocuo had no choice but to get up from the bed, then went downstairs dizzy to find antipyretics.

When he reached the last two stairs, Jiang Cuocuo's feet gave out and he rolled directly to the ground.

She hissed in pain and curled up, unable to stand up again, so she planned to lie down for a while to relax.

Just after this thought came to an end, someone seemed to be walking down the stairs, and immediately, her body was picked up by someone in the air.

Reluctantly squinting his eyes, Jiang Cuocuo saw Mo Lixing in pajamas.

Didn't he hang up on her cold-bloodedly just now? How could he have the kindness to take care of her now?

Mo Lixing put her on the sofa in the hall, as if calling someone to come over.

Then get ready to go upstairs.

At night like this, everything around me is so quiet, it's so quiet that it's scary.

Every time Jiang Cuocuo gets sick, she is very coquettish and is afraid of being alone. She wants someone to accompany her.

Seeing that Mo Lixing was about to leave, she couldn't help but hold his hand, "Don't go, I'm afraid..."

Mo Lixing looked down at her, with no expression on his handsome face.

Even though his mind was a little unclear, Jiang Cuocuo could still detect his coldness.

Jiang Cuo Cuo still didn't want to be alone. She used a delaying strategy and whispered: "...My throat feels dry. Can you get me a glass of water?"

As if he didn't want to talk nonsense to her, Mo Lixing turned around and poured water for her.

When the water cup arrived in front of her, Jiang Cuocuo imagined asking someone to feed her something like she had done before at Shen's house.

But the person standing in front of him was Mo Lixing. She was gentle even without splashing water on her. How could he feed her?

Forced to sit up, Jiang Cuocuo took the water glass, lowered his head and drank the water.

The woman in front of her was as delicate as Lin Daiyu, and her face was so pale that she would fall down at any time.

The slender hands held the water glass, drinking water in small sips like a little kitten.

The next second, maybe because of dizziness, her head shook and half of the water dispersed onto her body.

Seeing this, Mo Lixing pursed his thin lips, took the cup from Guo Jiang Cuocuo's hand, pressed her head, and handed the water to her mouth.