Qin Mo didn't care about anyone's gaze at all. He turned sideways, took off the black gloves in his right hand, and put his palm on Fu Jiu's forehead.

When the cold touch came, Fu Jiu moved backwards, but was not awake. He just shrank his handsome face inwards, and his silver hair was still emerging outside, leaving nobility.

Qin Mo's eyes became deeper and pressed the quilt again.

Secretary Liang was very confused when he watched from the side. When would their president take care of people like this?

The temperature is not a problem and the body surface is normal, so it is not a cold or fever. Perhaps because of the intense study intensity recently, the boy's physical strength is a bit unbearable.

He is still growing up, and there is no need to be perfect for some things.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo took back his hand and prepared the fill-in-the-blank questions that the boy would remember today. He tore it apart and threw them into the trash can.

Although it is important to get full marks, there is no need for his younger brother to get full marks. Anyway, he can afford to raise him, as long as he is not too disappointed.

This was the first time Secretary Liang saw them, Mr. Qin tearing apart any paper, and he couldn't help but be curious about what it was.

Qin Mo glanced at him at this moment.

The eyes were extremely cold.

Secretary Liang's thoughts automatically retreated.

Qin Mo didn't say much, his handsome face was as cold as ever, and his faint eyes were placed on Chen Xiaodong: "Take good care of your young master."

"Yes." Chen Xiaodong really couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. From the moment Qin Shen appeared, he felt that this world was fantasy.

Mr. Qin... He won't really become a betray for their young master, right?

The person who is in the same mood as Chen Xiaodong is Secretary Liang. For Mr. Qin, who will hold an international conference later, what is more important than talking about business?

But Mr. Qin still came in person and stayed for more than twenty minutes.

When the boy was sleeping, the president watched from the side. The scene... it seemed that he and the little butler of the Fu family did not exist.

Should we tell our wife and boss about this?

It's really hard to make a decision!

Why did the little fairy the president liked was him... the aborted young man of the Fu family.

Fu Jiu was sleeping comfortably and didn't know that so many things happened in one night.

She didn't know what happened to her aunt, and the thing she resisted the most was her aunt.

On the one hand, it is because she is a natural enemy of dressing up as a man, and on the other hand, when she comes to this, she just wants to sleep in addition to the pain.

The next day, it was very uncomfortable. Fu Jiu continued to ask for leave, but he didn't even leave the bedroom door, and even locked the door inside to eliminate some "blood syndromes".

It was not until dusk that she recovered and prepared to have a bowl of hot soup.

Chen Xiaodong stopped her very seriously: "Young Master, tell me the truth, you and Mr. Qin... are you two already together?"

"What do you think?" Fu Jiu did not answer him directly. Instead, he put his pants bags in his mouth and smiled: "It's time to test your IQ, think about it."

Chen Xiaodong:...

Why does he always feel that the young master treats him like a domestic toy? How can he be so casual?
Chapter completed!