r18novel Chapter 301
Chapter 301
On the title page is signed an English name that reads Gift to Dear Little Sweetheart.
The envelope has not been opened, and the seal on it is fine.
Mo Guishi glanced at the boy, saw that he didn't notice himself, put the letter into his pocket, and asked as if unintentionally: "Your English name is Liam?"
"This is the name of the senior at the school before I returned to China, and he gave me this book as a souvenir." The boy said obediently.
"The words are too ugly."
Mo Guishi closed the book in his hand and stuffed it back to its original position, as if he was just taking a book on a whim.
"You're going to the bathroom?" Mo Guishi asked again.
"Hmm." The teenager's voice was as small as a mosquito, and it seemed that this matter was a little difficult to talk about.
Mo returned to the wheelchair from his position, pushed him to the bathroom door, returned to his position, took out a textbook, and continued to prepare for his homework.
The attention was not on him.
The teenager breathed a sigh of relief.
Turn the wheelchair and close the door.
At the moment when the bathroom door closed, Mo Guishi put down the textbook in his hand, seemingly waiting for something silently.
There was a noise in the bathroom.
Mo Guishi stood up abruptly and pushed open the bathroom door.
The boy fell to the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
Those beautiful amber eyes spread mist, and the end of the eyes turned red with pain.
A little skin is broken in the palm of the hand.
Mo returned and picked the person up directly, ignoring the little guy's resistance, the other hand pulled the chain, and said in a cold voice: "I don't look."
"Solve it yourself."
The pink color on the boy's face quickly spread to the tips of his ears, and the tips of his shy tail curled up.
He was.
Hold, hold
.
It simply can't come out.
"I can do it myself."
The voice in front was a little aggrieved and soft, wanting to push him away, but there was no strength, more like wanting to refuse and welcome back.
Mo's silver eyes darkened a lot, but his expression remained unchanged, as if he was still the cold and arrogant boy, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You'd better hurry."
"The make-up fee does not include taking care of people, and if you grind for too long, I will charge separately."
The boy was about to cry, and in the previous struggle, he was held in his hand by Mo Guishi.
Already faintly.
Up.
I don't know how long it took.
Mo returned to take the teenager out, and used the mop to clean the ground again, that is, the teenager who had not been wiped clean with shower gel fell heavily on the ground.
Clean up the evidence.
In order to deliberately create closeness between the two, he went to great lengths.
Since the system does not allow him to approach actively, then he creates opportunities.
"I will tell the cleaning aunt that when I clean in the future, I will clean the ground."
Mo returned with his usual expression, as if it was not him who had just done those things.
There was an extra small bulge on the bed.
moved.
It seems to be shy and tight, and does not want to see people.
There is no hurry when Mo returns, and when the little one feels bored, it will naturally come out.
The sound of the door being closed.
The boy finally came out with a somewhat messy little head, his beautiful cat's eyes were wet, and the tips of his ears were red.
God-sama is bad.
Bullying him again.
The door was pushed open again, and Mo Guishi held an ointment in his hand and walked towards him step by step.
The teenager tried to retract, but was held by the ankle and forced to fix.
"Don't move." Mo Gui's voice was cold, and his silver eyes were indifferent, as if he had thought too much about everything just now.
The ointment is applied to the knees, somewhat cool.
The pain was much relieved.
"You can call me directly in the future, don't be stubborn yourself."
The teenager was a little dejected, he usually could do it himself, who knew that if the floor was not wiped clean today, he would fall.