The old butler paused and frowned and said, "The young master still..." He opened the lock for him.

The old housekeeper did not say those last words.

Bo Jiu had already interrupted him: "Nothing is important. He will leave sooner or later. The most important thing is to cure his hand before leaving, so he also asks the butler grandfather. The hand of the soldier is too important. Even if he does not have a military rank, I know that one day he will return to the army. As for why he has to untie the chain, I always feel that he is so handsome, he should not be locked on the bed. His range of activities is only a little bit. When he was in China, he had many opportunities to lock me, but he has always been a threat to his mouth and never used this method. Now that he has come to my territory, I will not really break his wings. Although I really want to keep him, you should not have prejudice against him. He actually..." Speaking of this, Bo Jiu scratched the back of his head, as if he was thinking of an adjective, and then smiled freely: "It's very good."

The old butler closed his eyes and said nothing more.

He couldn't say anything when he was faced with the young master's request.

But seeing the young master likes someone so much.

He was really worried that the young master would be injured.

When he walked to Qin Mo, the old housekeeper's expression was still serious. He raised his pocket watch without moving, looked at it and said, "The operation took a little long, and anesthesia must be performed. If you don't sleep, I can't have the operation."

No matter what happened in the past or the training Qin Mo had received before, he would not fall asleep easily.

Both the old housekeeper and Qin Mo knew very well that this was a psychological reason.

Qin Mo would not let go of his mental defenses so easily unless he was really seriously injured.

Although this matter sounds a bit strange, the problem we are facing now is that we have to go to bed first if we need surgery.

The old butler originally thought Qin Mo would refuse the operation.

After all, with his gaze on people, this person is meticulous and polite, but not easy to get close to, and is destined not to trust anyone too much.

What's more, he was invited by the young master by binding him.

Should be more resistant...

However, what the old housekeeper did not expect was.

At this moment, Qin Mo, who was originally lying on the operating bed, suddenly reached out and grabbed Bo Jiu's wrist, and his voice was very faint: "Okay, I'll sleep now."

Is that OK?

The old butler looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment. He stared at the man's slowly closed eyes, turned his head to look at his young master.

Bo Jiu was quite proud: "I have a sleeping effect."

The old housekeeper reached out to push the new anesthesia needle. The elegant and luxurious Young Master Qin actually relaxed his muscles at this time.

How confident is someone?

Only then will he put down all his defenses in front of that person.

This is very difficult for people who have received special training.

It seems that this Young Master Qin does not care about the Young Master.

The old housekeeper finally let go of his heart.

When the operation was really started, the effect of the medicine penetrated, and Qin Mo's hands began to loosen, but he wanted to hold someone again.

Because it seems that only in this way can he not be swallowed by the empty space coming from deep in his heart.

But he couldn't catch it.

No matter how you catch it, you can't catch it.

"Oops!"

This is the first reaction of the old housekeeper. The patient's complete cooperation must be required for this operation.

Otherwise, if you move a little, Qin Mo's hand will definitely be ruined.

But Qin Mo on the operating bed obviously seemed to have been stimulated by some stimulation. The thin sweat overflowing from his forehead had wet his black hair, and even his body was extremely uneasy.

It's like having some nightmare, but not exactly.

But if he continues to move like this now, the operation will definitely fail.

"Young Master!" The old housekeeper with a medical mask made his voice hoarse: "Press him, you must hold him down!

Bo Jiu looked at the vulnerable person on the operating table, and didn't know what to do.

Yes, for the first time in her life, she didn't know what to do.

If it was someone else, she could use brute force to calm the other party down.

Otherwise, I would just be beaten to death.

But that's not someone else, that's Qin Mo.

That was the only person she wanted to hold in her hand since she was a child.

"Young Master." The old butler pressed Qin Mo's shoulder, and it was enough to see from his expression. He was trying his best to suppress the other party. When the old butler turned around, he saw Bo Jiu's face and his voice was low: "Young Master..."

The old housekeeper has only seen Bo Jiu like this once.

When the master dies.

The adult boy stood in front of the tombstone where the grass was flying, and even his eyes lost their luster, and he didn't know what to do.

Now the young master...

The old butler opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Bo Jiu suddenly lowered his eyes, raised Qin Mo's hand, and his thin lips fell on it.

Kissing, so natural.

"Brother Mo, I'm here too."

The boy's clear voice in the quiet basement added an indescribable warmth.

“I’m here too.”

No matter what you have in your dreams or what you are experiencing, you are not alone.

Qin Mo was indeed dreaming.

Once you reach this environment, you enter deep sleep.

Such a dream will come out.

Endless water.

He was in the water, desperately trying to catch the other person.

But that person fell deeper and deeper until the darkness submerged the whole thing.

No matter how uncomfortable he feels, there is no way to do it.

Because he can never save the other person again.

Until a warmth came from the palm.

Qin Mo stopped moving. He opened his hand and finally held something, no longer cold water.

It's a person's body temperature.

Such a body temperature will always make people feel very comfortable.

It was so comfortable that for a while that when he woke up, he felt that the little sun was holding in his arms.

Suddenly.

The dream changed.

Qin Mo frowned because such a dream was something he had never dreamed of before.

A little girl with soft black hair was holding him with her hands, wearing a little tiger's pajamas and a pair of furry ears. She couldn't see clearly and she vaguely felt very cute.

Because her face was rubbing against his shoulder, as if she hadn't woken up, her voice was warm, like a little cat with a nice smell of milk, her whole body was soft, but the words she said were like a fox: "I'll sleep for a while, and I'll sleep for a while. Anyway, you've been slept so many times by me. What's the matter if it's more? At worst, I'll let you go back with my arms."

Qin Mo's deep eyes were not all on the little girl, because he clearly realized that in this dream, his hands and body had become smaller, as if he was back when he was four or five years old?
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