Eight hundred and twenty first, sweet, pillow
When Bo Jiu looked at the appearance of the great god, he knew that he must be very uncomfortable now.
I don't care about the great god's poisonous tongue.
Anyway, any time did the great god have no sarcastic words?
But when I saw the great god lying there looking at him without covering him, I was very disagreeing with this behavior.
Bo Jiu walked over, pulled the quilt next to him, and then wrapped the master.
For this person's misconduct.
Even if Qin Mo got used to it, he didn't know what someone would do next.
For example, the boy suddenly approached now, and the tip of his nose was very close, especially the delicate tear mole under his eyes, which seemed to be rubbing his eyelashes.
"Brother Mo, I'm not here to stand for punishment, I'm here to supervise you."
The boy looked at him with a smile: "I was afraid that I would have climbed over the wall if I was worried that I would have disturbed you to rest. If you didn't wake up, I would have come in long ago."
This was the first time that Qin Mo was wrapped in this way, and he raised his eyebrows and did not speak.
But Bo Jiu noticed the heat between his breathing and first touched his wrist through the quilt.
The reason why she didn't touch her directly was because Bo Jiu knew that her pet was a very clean person since she was a child. She would definitely touch something when she climbed over the wall. In addition, the cold air she had on her body was not suitable for touching her directly.
Bo Jiu is always particularly delicate when dealing with people in his heart.
Even when I was exploring the temperature of Qin Mo's forehead, I still pressed my back of my hand, afraid that there would be rain outside in my palm.
Qin Mo looked at the boy's movements, and there was a rare sense of childishness on his handsome face.
Bo Jiu didn't think anything about this, and he thought the great god thought she was: "Is my hands too cold?"
As he said that, Bo Jiu wanted to pull his hand back, slow down and then give it to the master to test it.
Who knows, she hasn't moved yet.
My fingers were held down.
Qin Mo closed his eyes and said lightly: "It's not cold."
In his eyes, everything about the boy was very good. Even the raindrops he didn't like became a little different because of the other person's closeness.
“It’s very comfortable.”
For people with fever, the cool temperature is just right.
Bo Jiu heard from the dog-shaped pet that he felt comfortable, so he stopped moving. He devoted himself to another hand and changed to another hand: "What about this?"
"Um."
Some laughter can't be controlled.
Even if you are too tired.
The other party believes whatever he says.
This feels really good.
Bo Jiu lowered his eyes and saw the person under him laughing, and then curled his lips.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She didn't take good care of anyone back then.
Now, it is even more impossible to make people sick.
As I thought about it, I changed my left hand to my right hand.
I just feel my forehead is still hot.
And... the great god seemed to be asleep.
Qin Mo was indeed asleep, and his bone joints hurt, which is something that everyone with a high fever will experience.
Another thing is fatigue.
You must have a good rest at this time.
But the family doctors on the Qin family are very clear about it.
It is really difficult to let Qin Mo truly let go of his guard and rest.
This is not only related to his birth, but also to his experience.
Even though he closed his eyes and fell asleep, his brain was still very active, including some of his psychological factors.
All of this caused him to keep having nightmares.
Chapter completed!