Strong pampering old love: Qi Shao's exclusive lover

Chapter 95
After sitting there for a long time, he grabbed his coat and strode out of the office and into the elevator.

Fang Qiao held the document and looked at the back of his boss who disappeared, and couldn't help but lament in his heart, he had to work overtime again tonight.

Li Muqi drove back to the villa directly, and went straight to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mrs. Zhou was holding a bowl of porridge and looking at the fish foam on the bed in embarrassment.

Yu Mo lay on his side with his back to the door, his voice was dry and hoarse: "Sister-in-law Zhou, I really don't want to eat."

"But you haven't eaten for a whole day, and you're still sick. You don't even have the strength to get out of bed. Even if you don't want to eat, try to eat some." Sister-in-law Zhou, who didn't know the inside story, persuaded her earnestly.

An unnatural blush appeared on Yumo's face, "I'm fine, just rest for a while, why don't you put the porridge here, and I'll eat it when I'm hungry."

"But--"

"Sister-in-law Zhou, let it go."

Yu Mo's back stiffened, Mrs. Zhou immediately raised her head to look at the door, and said happily, "Master, you are back, Miss Yu refuses to eat, so come and persuade her."

Li Muqi glanced at the unresponsive fish foam on the bed, nodded lightly, "Well, leave this to me, you go out and do your work first."

"Hey, good." Mrs. Zhou quickly put the porridge bowl on the bedside table and left the room quickly.

Li Muqi walked to the bed, looked down at the fish foam on the bed, and after a while, said, "No appetite?"

The hands under the Yumo quilt were slightly clenched, "Yes."

Li Muqi pursed her lips and sat down beside the bed, and put her hand on Yumo's forehead. After feeling that the heat was still a bit high, she couldn't help but frowned, "Didn't you say that the fever has subsided?"

Feeling the slightly cool temperature of the man's palm, Yu Mo felt slightly sour in his heart, "I still have a low fever, it's fine."

Hearing her hoarse voice, Li Muqi frowned even tighter, resisting the urge to hug her, withdrew his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Get up and eat."

"I'm not hungry." Yumo said quickly.

Li Muqi didn't care what she said, and directly helped her up, leaned in his arms, and brought the porridge sideways, tried to see if it wouldn't burn her mouth, then handed the spoon to Yumo's mouth, and said coldly: "Open your mouth."

Yumo really has no appetite at this time, she turned her face slightly, "I really don't want to eat."

"Don't eat?"

Yumo remained silent as an answer.

Li Muqi's patience is limited now, especially for Yumo's rejection. He put down the spoon, took a sip of the porridge, then pinched Yumo's chin with the other hand and lifted it up, lowered his head to enclose her dry lips, forcefully forcing She opened her lips and fed a mouthful of porridge into her mouth.

Yumo's lips were blocked by the man, so she was forced to swallow the porridge, and then the man entangled her again, plundered her wantonly, and then slowly let her go.

Yu Mo's whole body was weak and weak, the excessive physical exertion last night, coupled with the menacing high fever, exhausted her strength, she could only lean against the man's arms and struggle to breathe.

Li Muqi stared at her with dark eyes for a moment, then took another spoonful of porridge and handed it to Yumo's mouth, "Choose one for the spoon or myself."

This made Yumo's words of rejection stuck in her throat. She was helpless, but she really didn't have the strength to resist, so she could only choose the spoon.

Soon Yu Mo finished a bowl of porridge, Li Muqi put the bowl back on the bedside table, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Yu Mo's lips, then said coldly: "Don't stop eating, otherwise You won't be able to take it at night."

Yumo was startled when she heard the words, and then she reacted immediately. She raised her head to look at the man in astonishment, and then her face flushed. Thinking of what happened last night, she felt ashamed.

Li Muqi remained motionless, put the fish foam back on the bed, stood up and said lightly, "You continue to rest." Then turned and left the room.

He called Mrs. Zhou back upstairs to take care of Yumo, and then went into the study by himself.

Sitting behind the desk dealing with documents, Li Muqi accidentally opened the drawer, and saw the drawing board on the top of the drawer. He was slightly startled, then reached out and took out the drawing board from inside.

On the plain white drawing paper, the sketches of characters drawn in pencil are all his without exception.

He used to think that the reason she painted so carefully was because she had him in her heart.But she said that he is very good, but the person she really loves is Yin Shaoli.

In fact, he really wanted to ask her, since she doesn't love her, what's the point of painting these paintings?

After resting for a few days, Yu Mo's body gradually recovered, and Mrs. Zhou lived in the villa under the instruction of Li Muqi to take care of Yu Mo.

Except for the conversation over porridge that afternoon, although the two lived under the same roof for the next two days, they didn't communicate at all.

Li Muqi went out early and returned late every day, every time she came back after falling asleep, and when she woke up the next morning, he had already left.

Yu Mo vaguely understood what Li Muqi meant, he seemed to be planning to put her under house arrest, and Mrs. Zhou was in the villa to watch her.

Yu Mo was anxious, but she couldn't find a chance to talk to Li Muqi. She tried to go out for a walk, but the scope was only in the yard, and if she wanted to go out again, there would be bodyguards blocking the gate.

She felt as if she had returned to the days of being imprisoned again, unable to communicate with the outside world, like a caged beast, and this time, the person who imprisoned her was not Yin Shaoli, but someone she loved.

Yu Mo tried her best to endure, pretending to accept all this.

On this day, she finished her lunch quietly, then stood up and said to Mrs. Zhou who was cleaning up the dishes, "Sister-in-law Zhou, let me help you."

"No, no, how could you come for such a thing?" Aunt Zhou hurriedly stopped Yumo.

Yumo smiled slightly, and picked up the plate regardless of Mrs. Zhou's obstruction, "Sister-in-law Zhou, I'm not that delicate, so just let me help you, I'm too boring to do nothing all day long."

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou couldn't stop her. In fact, Mrs. Zhou likes Yumo very much. She looks good, has a gentle and kind personality, and is very polite to her servant, but there seems to be some misunderstanding with the young master, alas...

The two packed up the bowls and chopsticks together and went into the kitchen. Yumo took the initiative to help Mrs. Zhou clean the bowls. Seeing her skillful movements, Mrs. Zhou said, "Miss Yu is very good at doing housework. There are not many girls who can do housework nowadays. gone."

"My family has been doing housework since we were young, so practice makes perfect."

So Mrs. Zhou was even more satisfied with Yumo. After cleaning up the kitchen, Yumo looked up at the kitchen and suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong with you, Miss Yu?" Aunt Zhou asked seeing Yu Mo's sad expression.

Yu Mo looked at Mrs. Zhou hesitantly, and then said a little guilty: "I haven't called home for so many days, my father must be very worried about me now."

Mrs. Zhou also has children, so she can understand Yumo's worries, but when she thinks about Li Muqi's explanation, she can only sigh helplessly.

(End of this chapter)