Since he was a child, he has been taking care of himself by himself. He has understood from a very young age that human relationships are cold and warm, and no one can be relied on.

The so-called relatives, the so-called adoptive father, used him naked, naked, and naked, and were the executioners who constantly imposed cruel trials on him, and he also thoroughly hated this man and vowed to destroy this man of everything.

Thinking of Mr. Nie, Ji Mo's eyes were covered with a dark mist.

So no matter how dangerous the situation is, no matter how many injuries you suffer, you can always rely on yourself.

He has never needed to be taken care of by others, and has never been taken care of by others. He has long since forgotten what it feels like to be taken care of by others at this age. Now he is suddenly treated so tenderly. This feeling...

A little bit of confusion floated in Ji Mo's heart.

This feeling is very strange, but it is not annoying, on the contrary, there is a slight sense of expectation, and a subtle touch!

He stretched out his hand and stroked her fine and soft hair quietly, his eyes were involuntarily dyed, a trace of tenderness that he didn't even realize.

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When Mu Baoer woke up, she found that she was lying comfortably on Ji Mo's bed, occupying the whole big bed. She was startled, her eyes widened, and there was no one beside her.

Dizzy, she must have been sleepy, she automatically climbed onto Ji Mo's bed, then occupied the magpie's nest and kicked him down!

Hurriedly crawling to the side of the bed to have a look, she couldn't help but frowned, what about people, where did that man go, isn't he sick and confused?

Quickly climbed down, scanned the huge room, and found the floor-to-ceiling glass door opened, she went out, and saw Ji Mo lazily sitting on the wicker chair on the terrace basking in the sun, with a plate of snacks on the small round table next to him , and a goblet of cold beer.

Hearing the sound, Ji Mo turned his head. His elegant face was still pale, but his spirit was not bad. It seemed that a night's rest had allowed him to recover a lot of physical strength.

"You take care of the patient, but you wake up later than the patient." He raised his eyebrows and squinted at her, his voice hoarse.

Mu Baoer blushed, it seemed that it was already 11 o'clock, it was really late, but she can't be blamed, so many things happened yesterday, and he kept changing ice packs in the middle of the night, he was so sleepy.

"It's you who got up early. There is no patient who gets up so early. Since you are sick, you should lie on the bed obediently." Mu Baoer stared confidently.

He fainted last night and was tossing around early in the morning. Can't this man take a good rest? Since he hasn't slept in a few days, he should take a good sleep now, otherwise his health will only get worse.

"Are you teaching me?" Ji Mo raised his eyebrows.

"How dare I!" But if he fell ill, he still had to take care of himself.

Mu Baoer came over after thinking for a while, stretched out her hand, and put it on his forehead. Although it wasn't as hot as last night, it still had a low fever.

Ji Mo was startled when she touched his forehead so blatantly, but he didn't pat her hand away.

"I still have a low fever, should I call the doctor?" Mu Baoer asked.

"No need, this kind of trivial matter is nothing." He is not so delicate yet, being shot is no big deal, just a cold, is it worth the trouble, this woman made a fuss.

Seeing his disapproving expression, Mu Baoer stared.

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