The national school idol is a girl

The old housekeeper paused, frowned and said, "Then the young master still..." unlocked it for him.

The old housekeeper didn't say the last few words.

Bo Jiu had already interrupted him: "None of this is important. Sooner or later, he will have to go. The most important thing is to heal his hand before leaving. So I have to pay homage to the caretaker. The hands of soldiers are too important." Even though he no longer has a military rank, I know that one day he will return to the army. As for why he needs to be unchained, I always feel that he is so handsome and should not be chained to the bed. His range of activities is only so small. , when he was in Yan Kingdom, he had many opportunities to lock me down, but he always only threatened me verbally, and never used this method. Now that he has come to my territory, I will not really break him. Yuyi, although I really want to keep him, so Grandpa Butler, don’t have any prejudice against him, he is actually..." At this point, Bo Jiu scratched the back of his head, as if thinking of adjectives, and then smiled wantonly: "Special good."

The old housekeeper looked away and said nothing more.

Basically, he couldn't say anything when faced with the young master's request.

But seeing the young master like someone so much.

He was really worried that the young master would be injured.

When he walked in front of Qin Mo, the old housekeeper's expression was still serious. He lifted his pocket watch calmly, took a look at it and said, "The operation will take a long time. Anesthesia is required. If you don't sleep, I can't do the operation." ”

Regardless of his past experiences or Qin Mo's previous training, he would not fall asleep easily.

Both the old housekeeper and Qin Mo knew very well that this was a psychological reason.

Qin Mo would not let go of his guard so easily unless he was really seriously injured.

Although this thing sounds a bit strange, the problem we are facing now is that before surgery, we must first fall asleep.

The old housekeeper originally thought Qin Mo would refuse this operation.

After all, based on his way of looking at people, this person is thoughtful, looks noble and polite, but is not easy to get close to, so he is destined not to trust anyone too much.

What's more, he was invited by the young master to be tied up.

Should be more resistant...

However, what the old housekeeper didn't expect was.

At this moment, Qin Mo, who was lying on the operating bed, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Bo Jiu's wrist, saying in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm going to sleep now."

OK?

The old housekeeper looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment, watching the man's eyes slowly closing, and turned his head to look at his young master.

Bo Jiu was quite proud: "It helps me fall asleep."

The old butler reached out to push the new anesthesia needle. The muscles of the elegant and elegant Young Master Qin actually relaxed at this time.

How much can you trust someone?

Only then would you let go of all your defenses in front of that person.

This is not easy for people with special training.

It seems that this young master Qin doesn't care about the young master.

The old housekeeper finally felt relieved.

When the operation actually started, the effect of the medicine penetrated, and Qin Mo's hand began to feel a little loose, but he wanted to hold someone in his hand.

Because it seemed that only in this way, he would not be swallowed up by the emptiness deep in his heart.

But he couldn't catch it.

I can't catch it no matter what.

"Oops!"

This was the old housekeeper's first reaction. This operation required the patient's full cooperation.

Otherwise, if he moves even a little bit, Qin Mo's hand will definitely become useless.

But Qin Mo on the operating bed seemed to have been stimulated by something. The thin sweat on his forehead had already wet his black hair, and his body felt extremely uneasy.

It seemed like a nightmare, but not quite.

But if he continues to move like this, the operation will definitely fail.

"Young Master!" The old butler wearing a medical mask said hoarsely: "Hold him, you must hold him!

Bo Jiu looked at the fragile man on the operating table and didn't know what to do.

Yes, for the first time in her life, she didn't know what to do.

If it were someone else, she could use brute force to calm them down.

Otherwise, just beat him unconscious.

But that was none other than Qin Mo.

That was the only person she wanted to hold in her hands since she was a child.

"Young Master." The old butler pressed Qin Mo's shoulder. It was obvious from his expression that he was trying his best to suppress the other party. When the old butler turned around and saw Bo Jiu's face, his voice dropped. :"Little Lord……"

The old housekeeper had only seen Bo Jiu like this once.

When the master dies.

The young man who was still an adult stood in front of the tombstone where the grass was growing and the warblers were flying. Even his eyes had lost their luster and he didn't know what to do.

Now young master...

The old housekeeper opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Bo Jiu suddenly lowered his eyes, raised Qin Mo's hand, and placed his thin lips on it.

Kissing, so natural.

"Brother Mo, I'm here too."

The young man's clear voice sounded in the quiet basement, adding an indescribable warmth.

"I'm here too."

No matter what you are dreaming about or experiencing, you are not alone.

Qin Mo was indeed dreaming.

Once in this environment, you enter deep sleep.

That kind of dream will come out.

Endless water as far as the eye can see.

His whole body was in the water, desperately trying to catch the other person.

But that person fell deeper and deeper until the darkness submerged everything.

No matter how uncomfortable he was, there was nothing he could do about it.

Because he can no longer save the other party.

Until there was a burst of warmth in the palm of my hand.

Qin Mo paused. He opened his hand and finally grasped something. It was no longer cold water.

It's a person's body temperature.

That kind of body temperature is always very comfortable.

It was so comfortable that for a while, when he woke up, he felt like he was holding a little sun in his arms.

Suddenly.

The dream has changed.

Qin Mo frowned, because he had never dreamed of such a dream before.

A little girl with soft black hair was holding him with both hands. She was wearing tiger pajamas and had a pair of furry ears. She couldn't see clearly, but she felt vaguely cute.

Because her face was rubbing against his shoulder, as if she hadn't woken up yet, her voice was warm, like a little milk cat, she still had a nice milky scent, and her whole body was soft, What he said was like a fox: "I'll sleep a little longer, just a little while. You've been held to sleep by me so many times anyway, so what does it matter if you have one more time? At worst, I'll let you hold me to sleep."

Qin Mo's deep eyes were not all focused on the little girl, because he clearly realized that in this dream, his hands and body had become smaller, as if he had returned to when he was four or five years old?

How could there be such a strange dream...

I haven’t updated enough. I’m going to take a day off and relax. It’s 11th update and I’m in debt. Ann, my dears.