The national school idol is a girl

Bo Jiu is indeed a very qualified pillow in some respects.

As long as this person's breath is present, Qin Mo will relax.

But Bo Jiu is still worried that the rain on his body will affect the great god

And the temperature on the back of my hand shows no sign of dropping.

This made Bo Jiu narrow his eyes.

Gently raise your hand.

Then, he walked towards the bathroom.

Her steps were very slow, trying not to exert any force.

Turn on the hot water and soak the towel in it.

He took off his battle uniform jacket, took Qin Mo's jacket from the hanger and put it on.

It looked like he wasn't going to sleep.

After doing all this.

She just took out the towel, twisted it a few times, and placed it on Qin Mo's forehead while steaming.

When doing these things, in order not to appear rude, Bo Jiu made no sound.

But the princess was watching from the side, patrolling there in a warning manner.

It seems to be saying, don't think of any evil intentions when the master is unable to resist.

Bo Jiu's attention was focused on the great god at this time, and he had no intention of seeing the princess.

He pressed the corner of the quilt again, his eyes fell on the left hand that was covered with medical tape, and he reached out and touched it.

When she felt it was almost time, she took off the towel and went into the bathroom to soak in hot water again.

But this time, two pieces were soaked, and the other piece covered the joint of the master's left hand.

For an e-sports player, hands are the most important thing.

What's more, hot compresses on joints have the effect of reducing fever.

Just like this over and over again.

The clock hanging on the wall keeps spinning.

The rain outside the window did not stop.

Qin Mo is still out of the dream.

Only this time it was much softer.

There is no river that can almost drown people.

But there was something soft in his arms, and every time it pounced on him, it would call him indifferently.

Then...who is it?

If you want to know the answer too much, it will be easier to wake up.

When Qin Mo suddenly opened his eyes, he found that there was another person beside him. The person was afraid that he would be cold, and covered his left wrist with his right hand. That face was usually so annoying, but now it was so well-behaved. .

Qin Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's cheek with his fingertips. The touch was indeed like milk, very smooth.

Qin Mo approached him, originally wanting to do something.

But soon, he paused.

Even though he was very tired, he knew subconsciously that he had a fever and a cold and could not pass it on to anyone.

It’s just that we can’t let this guy sleep like this.

With what little thought he had left, he pulled up the quilt.

Both men were wrapped in it.

Qin Mo rubbed his chin against Bo Jiu's soft hair and closed his eyes again. His face still had an indifferent expression, but his breath was completely different.

On a bed, the posture of hugging someone from behind will always look particularly warm.

But this also depends on time and occasion.

Early the next morning, it was just dawn.

Aunt Zhang was worried about Qin Mo, so she made porridge early and sent it in with the medicine.

I originally thought about getting the young master up, but it would be difficult. What I was most afraid of was that the young master's fever had not gone away, so what should I do.

Who knew, when she opened the door, there was an extra person on the bed!

The man seemed to have just woken up after hearing the noise. He rubbed his eyes, and then smiled at her, with two attractive tiger teeth exposed, and his silver hair was even more handsome: "Shh, Aunt Zhang, little "Hang on, Brother Mo isn't awake yet."

Aunt Zhang:......

This is not the point, the point is how did you get in, Ninth Master! ! ! !

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