Qin Mo sat on the side of the sickbed. He was helping the person pour some hot water. When his eyes came in contact with the arc that looked like a piece of jade, his gaze turned deep. Then he raised his hand and took a sip of water.
Bo Jiu was stunned for a moment when she saw this. "Brother Mo, isn't that glass of water for me?"
"Just now, it was." Qin Mo finished the water and placed the glass at the side. Then he bent his waist and touched her ear lightly with his fingers.
Strangely, it was a little cold. The coldness caused Bo Jiu to move back. She leaned her head against the wall. "What's the matter?"
"I want to see if you're feeling better." As he spoke, he touched Bo Jiu's ear casually.
Bo Jiu felt that she shouldn't admit that she was alright at this moment. She should at least spend the night with him. She laughed instantly and stretched her back lazily. "Brother Mo, what did you say? I can't hear you properly."
