Mr. Mo smells so good

The two went upstairs one after the other, but one walked briskly, and the other followed him with steady steps.

Mo Yuhui took Chu Qing to his bedroom. The bedroom was quite spacious, with all rosewood furniture, and the young man put a rocking chair in front of the window.

"You have good taste, but capitalists know how to enjoy it."

Chu Qing leaned against the door frame, looked at the furniture in the room and couldn't help but make a sound.

But Mo Yuhui was powerless to speak. He walked upstairs too fast just now, his heart was beating hard, and the joints on his legs were also hurting badly. He held on to the handrail for a while before entering the room, and went to the bedroom to get him two sets. Pajamas took a few more unopened underwear.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wear my clothes. Put on your pajamas first. I'll ask the driver to buy the clothes according to the size tomorrow morning."

He handed the clothes in his hand to Chu Qing and said

"You can choose any of the rest of the houses to live in."

Chu Qing took the clothes and nodded, then turned around to look for the room. Mo Yuhui leaned against the door to see which room he would choose, but when he walked over, he saw the man go in and out of one room, went to the other room and came out , as if he was looking for something, one of the rooms was locked, and he was not attached but went to the next one.

"What are you looking for?"

Mo Yuhui couldn't help but asked

When Chu Qing enters a room, he first checks to see if there is a bathtub in the room. Sure enough, capitalists pay attention to the decoration. Every room has an independent bathroom, but most of them are only equipped with showers. After all, no one will be there? Every room has a bathtub ah.

"tub."

Chu Qing also made the request directly.

Mo Yuhui was stunned for a moment. He was looking for a bathtub. He walked a few steps and opened the door next to his room. Chu Qing looked at him and walked in. Sure enough, the room was very big, and the decoration style was similar to that of the man. The most important thing is that there is a large massage oil cylinder in the bathroom, Chu Qing's eyes lit up.

"This is the room."

"Okay, then you go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, Mo Yuhui slowly walked to his own room next door, entered the room and closed the door, then leaned against the wall with the door frame, stretched out his hand and pressed the joints of his knees, and waited for a long time before slowly walking in and moving to bed.

He opened the bedside cabinet, and the drawer was full of medicines. He skillfully took out several bottles, poured out the medicines, and swallowed them with the already cold water in the cup.

Leaning on the bed, coughing and panting, she closed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It was the first time in four years that she was so close to him, and the two of them were only separated by a wall.

On the other side of the wall, Dr. Chu quickly filled the bathtub with water, thinking about taking a bubble bath, but he couldn't find the bath liquid, not only the bath liquid, but also the shampoo. There were only those who brushed their teeth and washed their face. He scratched the head that had been styled in the morning, so he had to wash it.

In the end, Young Master Shen went out and stood at Mo Yuhui's door and knocked on the door. There was no movement inside, and he knocked again to hear slow footsteps.

Mo Yuhui stood up on the head of the bed, coughing uncontrollably. Chu Qing saw that the man had changed into pajamas, but seeing that his complexion was not good and he was still coughing, he couldn't help asking

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, maybe I have a cold, what's the matter?"

"I don't have body wash and shampoo in my room, do you have any?"

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Come to you in the middle of the night

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In the next chapter Mr. Mo fainted in Chu Qing's arms haha

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