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Qin Chuan, whose body was completely close to the door, was caught off guard and rushed inside.

"...如如如如!" The boy who was leaning against the head of the bed with a high fever of 38.9℃ was ordered to lie down and rest. Seeing this, he raised his heart. His body suddenly stood up and sat up straight. He frowned with his delicate eyebrows and shouted: "Do away!"

Feng Hua saw Qin Chuan about to pounce on him, and he turned sideways with a quick look and flexibly dodging.

And Qin Chuan...

With a 'pop-', he fell to the ground.

Face to the ground.

Seeing this, Su Mo let out a light breath and said, "You are fine, you are fine."

Qin Chuan: “…”

A heart suddenly broke into pieces.

Heartbroken.

"Hey, I said, Su Mo, you, you have to have a limit on your preference for sex over friends, right? Is this young master so big, can't you see it? I don't know if I worry about me..."

Qin Chuan raised his hand and rubbed his handsome but almost knocked his chin, while getting up from the ground.

The movements are graceful and elegant.

The tone of voice, the accusation implies grief.

"A good friend who has made a promise will leave for the rest of his life. Whoever gets single first will be a dog..."

Qin Chuan complained dissatisfiedly, rubbed his chin and patted the dust that did not exist on his trouser legs.

Finally raised his head.

Then, the sound in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

I saw the girl wearing a sweet maid outfit with a beautiful little face, her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes were filled with charm transformed from a green color, her lips were bright red and delicate, and her ink-colored long hair was slightly messy.

Further up, those slender hands, as white as jade, were holding a silver tray of roses, with an empty bowl on it. They were once filled with bright and dazzling roses and wolfberry porridge.

Qin Chuan pointed at Fenghua, "You, you are..."

——You are the woman who is lingering in the room with Su Mo?!

Qin Chuan did not answer it in time, and the words were stuck in his throat.

Fenghua withdrew his gaze, nodded lightly at Qin Chuan, then stepped lightly on his black leather shoes, crossed Qin Chuan's body, and handed the silver tray of rose-wrapped branches in his hand to the robot AI, "Please send it down."

“…”

The robot AI stretched out its robotic arm and took it steadily. The indicator light of the eyes lit up to show that it knew - there was no way, who asked the young master to give the order to shut up forever?

On this side, Qin Chuan walked into the bedroom.

Pull over a seat and sit down next to the bed.

His eyes swept gently over the delicate boy leaning against the head of the bed, raised his eyebrows, and smiled with a playful look.

"What's going on? Uncle William said, you actually have a high fever of 38.9℃?" Qin Chuan stroked his handsome jaw with a little pain with a slender finger. A cynical smile hung on the corner of his slightly bent lips. He said meaningfully: "Since I met you, I have never seen you look like... 'weak' now."

The body of the cat star is far stronger than that of ordinary people, it depends on their bloodline.

Among the bloodlines, there are low-level and high-level.

The more advanced the bloodline, the stronger it is in some aspects.

Su Mo is the heir to an ancient aristocratic family. Naturally, the higher blood flowing in his body. It is logical that he will not suffer from minor illnesses and pains from ordinary humans.

So, Qin Chuan was very curious about how he made himself so "weak"?

Suddenly, a little evil spirit flowed from the handsome boy's lips, "By the way, you shouldn't be with your little maid..."
Chapter completed!