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Eight hundred and twentieth fifth of the body temperature, very sweet

Bo Jiu was deeply thinking and glanced at the thermometer placed next to him.

After thinking about it, I handed it to the gods with the medicine for treating the cold.

Qin Mo cooperated with the medicine, and his expression made Bo Jiu feel happy or unhappy if he didn't come out.

I just finished taking the medicine and didn’t touch the thermometer, and I looked like you would just come by yourself if you wanted to have your body temperature.

Bo Jiu felt that the time to really test whether she was a gentleman was here.

Take off the clothes for the master with your own hands...

You still have to be more relaxed.

Bo Jiu first picked up the thermometer and shook it. Seeing that the mercury reached the right temperature, his long legs pressed against his knees and his knees against the quilt. His left hand naturally wanted to untie Qin Mo's pajamas.

But the whole person was still extremely regular and unbuttoned the top button.

Qin Mo put down the magazine and looked at the boy with deep eyes: "Do you think the energy is accurate when measuring body temperature like this?"

With a force of his finger, the boy's palm directly pressed against his chest.

When the temperature came, Bo Jiu's ears turned red. The child was still serious. In that position, he stuffed the thermometer into Qin Mo's arm clip.

He stopped a little quickly, but when he thought about it, when he took the thermometer for a while, he had to go through another round of beautiful temptation. Bo Jiu felt that taking the body temperature was very challenging.

Qin Mo did not force people too tightly.

In fact, as long as someone can show up, it is enough.

When I lowered my head, I could just see the man pulling out the thermometer for him.

I climbed over the wall to see the patient, but this guy was able to think about it.

"37 degrees 6, it's still a little burning." Bo Jiu frowned and tucked the quilt for him: "Stay on another day."

Before Qin Mo could speak.

Bo Jiu stood up, handed his trouser bag in one hand, and called Feng Yi: "I can't go today, yes, it's still burning, me? Of course I won't go anymore. I have to look at Brother Mo. I know, the information of the teams in each national competition will be sent to my email address later. Brother Mo and I will take a look together."

Feng Yi originally wanted Xiao Hei Ya to come and see people for one day, but why did it become two days a day?

I also know that people have gone, and it is impossible to leave.

Even if Xiao Haitao wants to leave.

Someone will find a way to stay.

But that method is never direct.

Qin Mo really thought that if the boy wanted to leave, find a reason to force the person to stay.

Now such a call made his mouth curl up.

Especially that sentence.

"I? Of course I won't go anymore, I'm going to watch Brother Mo."

It sounds pleasant!

Bo Jiu is not a good person to take care of others. Except for being very careful when treating Qin Mo, he is indeed too manly in other aspects.

For example, the princess was hungry, so she meowed at the boy twice, asking the boy to come and fulfill his promise to feed his fish.

Bo Jiu thought for a moment.

The princess was filled with joy.

Afterwards, Bo Jiu casually made some water for it: "Drink it."

Princess:...I have taken off all my cat's hair, show me this!

Qin Mo half lay on the bed and watched the cat and his interaction. He took back his hand, which was about to call Feng Yi.

Since someone is willing to stay, he doesn't have to think about the rest of the solutions.

However, the three missed calls on the screen made Qin Mo's eyes suddenly deepen.

Then, he raised his eyes and glanced at the young man.

The hand under the quilt was sending a text message.

There are only three words: "What's the matter?"

The special forces on the other side of the phone were waiting for the news above.
Chapter completed!
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