Chapter 145: The happy man is "wondered, what's wrong?" Xia Cao asked with concern as he looked at his uncomfortable expression.

"Uh, my head hurts so much." He said uncomfortable.

"Let me touch it." Xia Cao hurriedly touched his forehead, "Ah, it's so hot, uh, you're having a cold." The weather gradually became cold, and he slept on the floor all night. It was a certain cold. Seeing his uncomfortable look, she felt a little guilty. She really shouldn't have left him drunk last night, but he still slept on the floor.

At this time, Jiang Han walked over with great brilliance and saw Xia Cao squatting intimately in front of Mo Mi. He frowned unhappily, "Xia Cao, didn't you say you were about to be late for work? Why haven't you left yet?"

"Han, Mi has a cold, his forehead is so hot, he is having a high fever." Xia Cao touched Mo Mi's forehead again, turned his head and said worriedly to him.

"Oh, that's it?" Hearing this, Jiang Han immediately showed a worried look and walked quickly to them. Looking at Mo Mi's uncomfortable look, he smiled gloatingly, "Xia Cao, don't worry, go to work. Mi will leave it to me to take care of today. I won't go to the gang today."

After hearing what he said, Xia Cao felt relieved, "Oh, OK, then I'll leave now." The voice fell, and immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

Seeing Qianli's back as Xia Cao left, Mo Mi was anxious and looked at Jiang Han in anger, and immediately opened her voice and called hoarsely, "Ah, Xia Cao, don't leave, Xia Cao, Xia Cao, come back, I... uh 7e um 7e"

"Uh, stop yelling." Jiang Han was impatient when he heard this, and frowned. Before he could finish calling, he raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly, and scolded him sternly, "Xia Cao is going to work, why are you so ignorant?"

"Um 7e death, die Jiang Han 7e you *** 7e uh 7e um 7e let go of me 7e" Mo Mi was so angry that he pounced on his hand with all his might. Even if Xia Cao had walked out of the door, he continued to call without giving up, "Xia Cao, come back, come back...I am your president. I will take your vacation today and let you stay at home to take care of me..."

"Hahaha, you'll die." Jiang Han smiled with teeth, "Today, I'll take care of your patient. You should be very content and feel very honored."

"Uh, I'm content with a shit, and I'm honored." Mo Mi wanted to kill him, "Die Jiang Han, get out of here, I'm disgusted when I see you now."

"Hahaha, I'm so crazy, don't do this. The floor is cold, get up and sit up." Jiang Han was in a very good mood. While speaking kindly, he helped him up and let him sit on the comfortable sofa. "Don't worry, I won't bully you when you're sick. I will take good care of you on behalf of Xia Cao and let you get better soon."

"Uh, Jiang Han, I'll tell you to get out, I don't need your care." Mo Mi didn't appreciate his affection at all, "Let me hear it clearly, what I need is Xia Cao."

"Dead fox, shut up." Hearing this, Jiang Han's love and patience disappeared, and he shouted at him with anger, "What you need now is not me, nor Xia Cao, but cold medicine. You can sit here well, and I will find cold medicine for you now." After yelling in one breath, he immediately turned around, walked towards a room with cold medicine with dark faces.

"Uh 7e" Mo Mi's head was still very uncomfortable. Xia Cao left, and was roared so fiercely by Jiang Han's roar. He was in a very bad mood. He frowned and thought about it. He immediately stood up and walked towards the door with a discomfort...

After half an hour, Jiang Han found the cold medicine and walked to the hall with the cold medicine. He disappeared from Mo Mi's man. His heroic thick eyebrows frowned, "Uh, dead fox, where have you been?"

…

Platinum Group, xx Building Propaganda Department...

‘Didi…’

While Xia Cao was concentrating on analyzing the information, the phone on the table rang rapidly.

"Hello, I am Xia Cao from the Propaganda Department." She put down the information in her hand and answered the phone very professionally.

"Miss Xia, I am Secretary Wang." On the phone, Secretary Wang's respectful and humble voice was on the phone.

"Secretary Wang, is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Mo is sick."

"I know this." She said with a frown slightly.

"Mr. Mo also came to work in the company when he was sick. Do you know this?"

"Ah?" She looked surprised.

"I advised him to go to the hospital for a look, but he didn't listen." Secretary Wang said worriedly on the phone. "Miss Xia, I know the special relationship between you and Mr. Mo. For his health, you go to his office to persuade him."

"...Okay." After hesitating for a few seconds, she agreed, then immediately left her job and took the elevator to Mo Mi's president's office.

…

As soon as Xia Cao walked into the luxurious president's office, he saw Mo Mijun's face flushed and sitting in the boss's chair with a disgusting look at his working state.

"Myster, you are sick, you should stay at home and rest today." She hurriedly walked to him quickly, took away a stack of documents from his hand, and said with great concern.

Mo Mi didn't say anything, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at her very lovable, as if she was a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for her parents to preach.

"Have you taken medicine?" Xia Cao saw him like this, and his heart was as soft as a ball of cotton. Looking at his handsome red and hot face, he asked with great concern.

"No food." He shook his head and answered honestly.

“Why didn’t you eat it?”

"When you leave, Jiang Han will bully me. Not only will he not give me medicine, but he will also scold me." Mo Mi tried his best to squeeze out a trace of tears and whispered in a low voice as if sad. (Jiang Han would probably be angry to death when he heard this sentence.)

"Ah? You are sick, Han actually treats you like this?" Xia Cao was so angry when he heard this. "Uh, Han is really too much." He said angrily, while taking out his cell phone.

"Xia Cao, what are you going to do?" Seeing her taking out her phone, Mo Mi seemed a little guilty and her handsome eyebrows frowned faintly.

"I'm going to call Han and ask him why he is doing this to you."

"Haha, Xia Cao, I'm not the kind of petty and stingy man. You don't have to call him to stand up for me." Hearing this, he hurriedly grabbed the phone in her hand and said with a big smile, "Haha, Han and I are good brothers and good friends. I don't want to have a quarrel with him because of this little thing, haha..."

"Miss..." Xia Cao was a little moved when he heard what he said, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

When Mo Mi saw her expression of tears, she knew how beautiful she said just now. She was secretly happy. She pulled her to her thighs with a little force, then lowered her head with a faint smile, buried her entire face in her plump and softer breasts, and secretly felt her intoxicating beauty.

His hot handsome face was so intimately pressed against his sensitive place. Xia Cao's face turned red in a short while, and it seemed like he was getting fever. "I'm so hot, your face is so hot, let Secretary Wang accompany you to the hospital."

"Don't..." Mo Mi shook her head stubbornly and said in a low voice, her face rubbed against her chest, "Xia Cao, I just need you to accompany me... I'm not afraid of anything... Haha, as long as you are here, I can withstand any cold..."

"Uh... Immortal..." He rubbed his movements and Xia Cao's pretty little face turned redder, and his sensitive body suddenly tensed up, "Immortal, you, don't move, okay?"

"Haha, okay, I won't move." He smiled and agreed obediently, and then he really stopped moving. His handsome face was buried obediently between her chest and slowly closed his eyes.

Perhaps because of the cold, he fell asleep in a short while and breathed evenly.

After he fell asleep, Xia Cao became cautious and did not dare to move his body.

After a while, a knock on the door sounded.

‘Dong7e dong7e dong7e’

"Uh 7e" She was startled and looked down and saw that Mo Mi had not woken up yet. She hesitated for a while before she spoke nervously, "Please come in."

Soon, Secretary Wang walked in.

"Secretary Wang, you, you scared me." Seeing that it was Secretary Wang, she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Mo Mi who was still sleeping, and said in a low voice with a red face.

"Miss Xia, I'm sorry, I just want to come in and ask Mr. Mo if his cold is better." Secretary Wang said in a low smile when he saw Mo Mi sleeping intimately like a child.

"His forehead is still very hot." Xia Cao gently touched Mo Mi's forehead and said in a low voice with frown, "Secretary Wang, I can't leave now. Can you buy me some cold medicine?"

"Haha, of course."

"Then please go and buy a box of crack cold medicine at the pharmacy."

"Okay, I'll go now." Secretary Wang immediately walked out of the office.

…

In less than half an hour, Secretary Wang bought the cold medicine and handed it to Xia Cao's hands. He tactfully left Mo Mi's president's office and closed the door for them.

"Mis, wake up quickly, sit down and take the cold medicine." Xia Cao woke up Momi, patiently taking care of him like an old mother, "Come on, drink warm water first."

"Yes." Mo Mi was very obedient and opened her mouth and took a sip.

"Open your mouth and take this medicine."

"Ah..." He opened his mouth wide and waited for her to feed him cutely.

"Uh, why do you look like a child who has not grown up?" Seeing that his Yilai reached out and the "medicine" was opening his mouth, Xia Cao was angry and funny. He shook his head with a smile, and fed several cold medicines one by one according to the dosage written in the instructions. "Take it well... Well, you are so good, come on, open your mouth and drink another sip of water."

When I was sick, it was really good to have such a woman who was by my side so patiently and carefully taking care of herself.

At this moment, Mo Mi felt that his whole body was warmly wrapped in something called happiness.

"Xia Cao... I love you so much." After taking the cold medicine, he gradually recovered a lot. He hugged Xia Cao's waist tightly, looked at her little face with tears in her deep affection, "I really hope I get sick every day." In this way, she will stay by her side every day.

Upon hearing this, Xia Cao was a little annoyed and poked his head with his finger, "Uh, what stupid things are you saying? Who would have hoped that he would get sick every day?"

"Haha, I'm just that hope anyway."

"Uh, no, I warn you, don't get sick anymore, and you must take good care of your health."

"Hahaha, I won't." He will be in a good mood when she is by her side.

"I'm obedient. If I get sick again in the future, I will ignore you."

"Haha, I don't believe it."

"Why don't you believe it?" Xia Cao was very confused.

"Haha, because my Xiacao is the kindest. When she sees me sick and sad, she will feel distressed and will definitely take care of me like today." He was sure that Xiacao is the kindest and most beautiful woman in the world.

"..." Xia Cao was speechless. After a while, he held up his handsome face and said dissatisfiedly, "Mo Mi, don't be too proud. Maybe one day, I will abandon my kindness and become a cruel woman. I can be cruel to you, Han, and Nuo. You are sick, very sad, and I will not pay attention to you."

"Haha, that's not, hahaha..." He Mo Mi firmly believed that there would never be such a day. He, Jiang Han, and Ouyang Nuo loved her deeply, would never ignore them so cruelly.

…

On this day, Xia Cao returned home with Mo Mi.

On this day, Jiang Han stayed at home all day. When the two of them came back together, he was sitting on the sofa in the hall watching a boxing program. Seeing the intimate scene of Mo Mi and Xia Cao coming back together, his heart suddenly felt sour, "Dead Fox, where did you go today?"

Mo Mi's cold was completely cured. He grabbed Xia Cao's arm and raised his eyebrows and smiled happily at him, "Hehe, I'll go wherever Xia Cao is."

Seeing his happy smile that was deliberately showing off, Jiang Han really wanted to move the TV to smash his face into a puzzle. He frowned and said unhappily: "Well, you are not staying at home today when you are sick today. Go to find Xia Cao. Are you not weaned yet?"

Hearing this, Mo Mi was so angry that he didn't even hit him. He let go of Xia Cao's hand and walked towards him with anger, "Die Jiang Han, you haven't been weaned."

"Damn, dead fox, it's you who haven't been weaned."

"Uh, I said, don't call me a dead fox."
To be continued...