Ou Jue got up knowingly and went to pull the curtains halfway closed for her.
The little girl blinked her eyes and continued, "I suddenly feel like having so fruit..."
Ou Jue turned around, went to the dining table, and brought back a fruit platter. After tearing off the outer packaging, he sat back down, found a small fork, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Mango, maybe."
He picked up a piece of mango.
"Uh, wait a minute, switch to dragon fruit instead."
His hand paused, but he obediently switched to a piece of dragon fruit.
"Forget it, waterlon is better, it’s more refreshing."
"Xi, Yan, Xiyan." Ou Jue raised his head expressionlessly and looked at her, "Are you ssing with ? Hm?"
"No..."
After staring at her innocent little face for a while, Ou Jue lowered his head and, following her request, switched to a piece of waterlon. "Satisfied now?"
Xiyan took it and took a gentle bite.
Compared to the period when Ou Jue had just awakened his second personality, he seed really different toward her now.
The atmosphere was so harmonious at the mont.
This sense of closeness was the highest it had been in a long ti.
There was even an illusion that the old Ou Jue was back...
If the old Ou Jue could never return.
Then, could she ask ti to stop at this mont?
-
It was already afternoon by the ti the IV drip was finished.
Xiyan was overwheld by a high fever, feeling drowsy.
The TV was still on, and she still had a thermoter tucked under her arm as she drifted off to sleep.
Ou Jue made a call from the balcony, and when he returned, he found her leaning against the headboard, holding the remote, her little head slightly tilted to the left.
She was breathing evenly as she slept.
Ou Jue took a step forward, sat by the bedside, and watched her for a while, his slender fingers unconsciously sketching her little face.
He didn’t know how long he kept watching her in that position.
He lifted the blanket and directly took out the thermoter to take a look.
36.8 degrees.
Fortunately, the fever had finally subsided.
-
When Xiyan woke up, she realized it was already night.
Groggy, she realized she’d woken up in Ou Jue’s arms again.
"Awake?" His voice was hoarse as he touched her forehead tentatively.
It wasn’t hot.
She shouldn’t have a fever, but it was clear she was still weak.
Xiyan murmured, "I need to go to the bathroom..."
Ou Jue got up and directly picked her up in his arms.
"What are you doing?" She raised her head in confusion at the extraordinarily handso man.
Monts later, she finally realized.
Because Ou Jue had directly carried her to the toilet!
His expression was calm, his voice even, "Go ahead."
"You, go out." Xiyan blushed.
This guy really had a thick skin.
Even the previous personality of Ou Jue had never gone so far as to carry her to the toilet himself.
"What if you faint?" Ou Jue crossed his arms, lazily leaning against the door fra. "I’ll just wait here for you, hurry up."
After she finished, he would have to carry her back.
Xiyan was truly impressed by him.
How could this guy speak such embarrassing things so nonchalantly?
"That’s enough." She hesitated to lift her robe, "You, hurry out."
"Troubleso woman." With that, Ou Jue turned his back on her, continuing to lean on the door fra with his arms crossed, "Is this okay now?"
"....." But you can still hear!
Xiyan was nearly driven to desperation, "Boss, I’m begging you, can you go out? I’m not that fragile; I won’t faint."
Boss...
In the past, she often called him that.
Especially when acting cute or when she made him angry, she’d always softly call him "boss," dragging the last syllable, shaking his arm.
But this title seed to have not left her lips in a long ti.
Ou Jue’s thin lips tightened slightly; eventually, he couldn’t resist and left.
Finally, he went out.
Xiyan hurriedly finished, then pressed the flush.
Strangely, why did her wrist feel sore?
Without thinking much, Xiyan comfortably washed her hands and then walked out.
Who would have thought that when she walked out, she’d find that Ou Jue hadn’t left at all.
"Ah..." Xiyan was startled, grasping the door handle, almost kneeling down before him.
Ou Jue’s eyes darkened, and he quickly grabbed her arm. Because of the inertia, he spun half a circle and picked her up again.
His lowered voice held a hint of reprimand, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t faint? Why do you always act so rashly?!"
"....." Boss, I was scared by you!!
Who wouldn’t be startled to find soone standing at the door right after exiting the bathroom, ok?!
As soon as they were back in bed, Xiyan’s phone lit up.
Xiyan suddenly rembered that she hadn’t checked her phone all day.
She quickly grabbed it, realizing it had been on silent mode all day, receiving a bombardnt of calls and ssages.
All from her agent, assistant, and other staff mbers.
Oh no, oh no.
She hadn’t gone back to her room all day, and Ou Jue’s room wasn’t accessible to just anyone.
Everyone must have thought she went missing.
Xiyan hurriedly replied to a few ssages.
Soon, a ssage from Mu Zeyu replied, reminding Xiyan not to forget to report to the studio tomorrow.
The main purpose of coming to M Country was still to shoot this advertisent.
Xiyan focused on her phone.
Ou Jue went to pour her a glass of water, glanced at her phone, and said in a chilly tone, "Who are you chatting with? Hm?"
"Zeyu is reminding about tomorrow’s schedule. At noon, we’ll have a al with the shooting team from M Country, and start shooting in the afternoon."
Ou Jue’s handso face remained cold, "With that Ji Guangnian together?"
"Yes..."
"I’m coming to the dinner tomorrow."
Xiyan was a bit speechless, "It’s a dinner for our work team. In what capacity are you going?"
Ou Jue’s eyes were fixed on her, his thin lips slightly parted, "As a family mber."
Family mber... capacity.
Xiyan paused, "What do you an?"
Ou Jue remained unchanged, "The literal aning."
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