That night, Qiao Mo hesitated for a long time. She paced back and forth in front of his door more than ten times. At 9pm, she finally found the courage to knock on his door.

She knocked a few times before someone opened the door. As soon as she entered, she didn't even dare to look at him. She lowered her head and said quickly, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I heard you were sick, so I came to see you. You …"

She looked up, but there was no one.

She stood at the door and looked left and right. When she saw no one, she closed the door and walked quietly to the bedroom.

He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. From a distance, Qiao Mo couldn't see his face. She just stood at the foot of the bed and hesitated.

After a while, when Qiao Mo was about to go back, he said in a hoarse voice, "You just came to take a look?

Then you can go back. "

"Then, have you taken your medicine?

Are you feeling better? "

Gu Qingsheng opened his eyes and looked at the person who was more than a meter away from him. He lowered his head and looked at the ground. He didn't know if it was out of shyness or fear, but he could only say, "You didn't want to come, but you forced yourself. You really put in a lot of effort."

"I didn't." Qiao Mo immediately took two steps forward.

Perhaps it was because he was tired, but he closed his eyes again.

As she spoke, she reached out and touched his forehead. "Has your fever gone down?

If it hasn't, let's go to the hospital. "

Her cold hand paused on his burning forehead for a moment before she quickly retracted it. "It's not that hot. You should be fine after taking another dose of medicine."

She moved closer. Qiao Mo thought about how her mother took care of him when they were young. She reached out and tucked him in.

Gu Qingsheng suddenly sat up and leaned against the headboard. They closed the distance between them and looked at each other.

Qiao Mo was still tilting her head. Their noses were intertwined, and their lips were only ten centimeters apart. It was a good kissing condition.

However, Gu Qingsheng thought that he was still sick and didn't want to infect her. He just smiled and didn't want to go any further.

However, Qiao Mo moved closer to him, little by little.

She put her hands on both sides of his blanket and trapped him in her arms like how he liked to push her against the wall.

As their lips touched, Qiao Mo nervously closed his eyes.

Qiao Mo seemed to have heard his chuckle. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and then the two of them were pressed together.

His kiss was hot, searching for coolness in her taste.

Qiao Mo was wearing his own home slippers, which fell to the ground after a few kicks.

His longing for her after not seeing her for three days had finally returned.

Qiao Mo could hear the violent beating of her heart. She didn't know if it was his or hers, but she suddenly understood that she was thinking of him.

Who would have thought that it would only be three days since they last met? Qiao Mo was secretly shocked.

After making a mess of his bed, Qiao Mo finally woke up from his kiss. Looking at her crumpled clothes, she pushed him with a red face and said, "You're still sick. I'll make you some porridge, okay?"

His hand was still under her clothes, and his palm was pressed against her back. He bent his fingers and stroked her smooth skin twice. "I don't want to eat."

Qiao Mo got off the bed resolutely and asked him to lie down. Like a mother, she asked him to close his eyes and wait for her to finish cooking the porridge before waking him up.

Gu Qingsheng was obedient. However, when Qiao Mo finished washing the rice in the kitchen, she saw him leaning against the door and looking at her.

She had a headache. She wiped her hands clean and walked over. She wanted to push him back to the bed, but he pulled her into his arms.

The tip of her nose was filled with his clean scent. Qiao Mo reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

He begged again, "Qiao Mo, stay with me, okay?"

After about two to three minutes, the person in his arms didn't make a sound. Gu Qingsheng thought that this was another failure. Just as he was about to compromise, she nudged his chest.

It seemed like she nodded.

His heart finally calmed down. They had clearly done what a couple should do, but because they lacked a status, she had repeatedly used excuses to reject him. This was the first time in his nearly thirty years of life that he had been so passive.

Her face was still buried in his chest. Qiao Mo knew that her face must be very red now, but she didn't want him to see it.

Therefore, she said in a muffled voice, "Then you have to be very good to me. You're not allowed to look at other women. You're not allowed to quarrel with me. You're not allowed to break up with me."

Hearing her "no" one after another, Gu Qingsheng couldn't help but laugh. "Seems like your boyfriend has a lot to ask of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no sound in his arms. He immediately noticed it and pulled her out of his arms. He bent down to look at her face.

The girl's head was lowered, and her eyes were red. Gu Qingsheng was a little at a loss.

Holding her little face, he asked, "What's wrong?

Are you unhappy? I was wrong, okay? "

Qiao Mo immediately burst into tears. It was a little unreasonable.

"I know I'm not good and I'm asking for a lot, but I'm afraid that I can't take it. If we quarrel in the future, I …"

Gu Qingsheng's heart ached. He wiped her tears with his fingers and said softly, "We won't quarrel, we won't look at others, we won't break up, don't cry."

Qiao Mo cried and hid in his arms. Her tears wet his shirt, and she said intermittently, "I know I'm unreasonable, I … I'm sorry …"

His big hand gently stroked her back. His movements were as gentle as possible, but his other hand, which had been on her waist, kept tightening and holding her tightly in his arms.

He said, "It's okay. No matter how many requests you make, I won't ask for too much."

In the end, Qiao Mo watched him cook porridge in the kitchen with red and swollen eyes.

While waiting for the porridge, Gu Qingsheng came over with an ice pack and gently applied it to her eyes. "It won't look good tomorrow morning."

He sat on the leather sofa, and Qiao Mo sat cross-legged on the carpet beside the sofa. She raised her face and let him help her reduce the swelling.

The living room was lit with warm yellow light, but Qiao Mo could see him clearly without wearing glasses. She said softly, "Gu Qingsheng, you're so good-looking."

"Yes." His expression was indifferent and did not change at all.

"Gu Qingsheng, I won't cry in the future."

"I won't let you cry anymore." This time, he frowned slightly. His expression was still indifferent, but his words were sincere.

"One last request." She blinked and looked at him.

Although his eyes were still red and swollen, Gu Qingsheng could vaguely guess what she would say. However, he couldn't resist and said helplessly, "Go ahead."

"Let's not announce our relationship first, okay?"

Sure enough, it was as expected.

"Okay."

Qiao Mo did not expect him to react so quickly. He did not complain at all, and she felt a little guilty.

She stood up and sat beside him. Like a spoiled child, she hugged his arm and said, "Gu Qingsheng is the best!"

"Are you going to give me a reward?"

"Uh …" She quickly planted a kiss on the corner of his lips and ran to the kitchen. "I'll see if the porridge is ready."

Gu Qingsheng looked at her slender back and could not help but smile.

She watched him eat the porridge and take his medicine. "I'm going home then. Have a good rest. Goodnight."

"Okay, goodnight."

He kissed her forehead at the door and watched her enter the house before closing the door.

The next day, Qiao Mo woke up feeling refreshed. It was rare that she did not have a morning temper. She sent Gu Qingsheng a "good morning" and hummed a song as she went to wash up.

It was Friday. Qiao Mo knew that Wu Yue would not go to work very early in the morning, so she went to the office at the right time.

During the lunch break, Qiao Mo received a text from Gu Qingsheng: Come to my office.

She typed as she walked out of the office: You're at work?

Gu Qingsheng: Yeah, I just got here.

At the door, Xu Yaxi saw the blissful expression on her face. He also heard Lian Cheng say that the president was at work. He rolled his eyes and knew that she was going to see him.

He walked up to her and grabbed her arm. He smiled and teased her. "Momo, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go. It's my treat today. Let's go eat lobster."

Qiao Mo smiled gently and held her hand. "He told me to go find him. I won't be eating with you today."

"Tsk tsk tsk. Momo, you've forgotten your friends in the face of love."

Xu Yaxi was so focused on teasing her that he did not notice that someone had suddenly appeared behind him. Qiao Mo winked at the person and said, "It's okay. You won't be alone."

Lian Cheng reached out and pulled Xu Yaxi away from Qiao Mo. "Hurry up and go up."

"Hey …" Xu Yaxi watched as Qiao Mo entered the elevator for the senior management. He turned his head and glared at Lian Cheng.

Lian Cheng shrugged.

They did not see anyone on the way there. Qiao Mo thought that it must have been arranged by him. She knocked twice at the door before pushing it open and entering.

Gu Qingsheng saw her enter. He put away his documents and stood up to walk over to her. "Come and eat."

There were takeout orders of all sizes on the table. They all had the logo of Jiangnan Town printed on them. The aroma of food wafted over and whetted her appetite.

She liked sweet food, so she ordered sweet and sour pork.

After eating for a while, Qiao Mo couldn't help but ask, "Why does it taste so similar to your cooking?"

"How many times have you eaten my cooking? You have such a sensitive sense of taste. You little foodie?" he asked teasingly.

In fact, she had felt it the first time she ate in Jiangnan Town. But because they had just met, she did not ask too much.

"So, did you really teach me how to cook?"

Seeing the sparkle in her big eyes, he smiled and pinched her face. "I didn't teach them. My mother taught them personally. At that time, my father was not in good health. He wanted to eat my mother's cooking every day, but my mother could not touch cold water. So, she had to train a few chefs to cook for my father. After my father recovered, he insisted on having a restaurant."

"That's how the restaurant came to be. Your parents are so loving."

"Yeah, we can do that too."

Qiao Mo blushed. She glanced at him and lowered her head without saying anything.

He quickly finished his meal and walked to his desk to start working.

Qiao Mo saw that he ate less than she did and couldn't help but worry. She walked behind him and placed her small hand on his shoulder. She massaged it gently and said, "Is your stomach not feeling well? You ate less than me."

Qiao Mo often massaged her father's shoulders when she was young, so she was very skilled. Gu Qingsheng stopped writing and pulled her hand to sit on his lap. He put his hand on her waist and said, "Yeah, I ate too much. My stomach hurts."

"Then I'll give you a massage. I often massaged my father when I was young." She reached her hand into his suit and massaged his stomach through his thin shirt.

Her small hand was soft and gentle. Gu Qingsheng watched as she lowered her eyes and focused on massaging his stomach. His hand on her waist could not help but feel hot.

She was still wearing the tight-fitting skirt, black stockings, and white shirt that outlined her beautiful curves. He reached out to lift her chin and kissed her slowly.

"Gu Qingsheng, this is the office. Someone will come."

"Yeah."

He kissed her lips gently and immediately let go. He touched his forehead to hers and said, "Let's go to the hot springs this weekend."

The weather was getting colder and the hot springs were a great pleasure. In the Qiao family, they often went to the hot springs in the mountains. However, every time, she would be alone with her parents, Qiao Zhi, and Liang Qingqing.

She agreed and thought of business. "I've thought about the proposal you mentioned last time. I've also written the proposal. I'll get Lian Cheng to give it to you in the afternoon."

"Why don't you bring it over personally tonight?"

"…" Faced with Boss Gu's "seduction", Qiao Mo was helpless. She got off his lap and stood aside. "Look carefully. This is my first time writing a proposal."

He leaned back comfortably in his chair and said, "You can tell me directly. It's more intuitive."

"No, you read it first. I'll tell you again." She did not want to waste the proposal that she had painstakingly written.

"Okay."