The Fantasy Boss is Weak and Helpless After Crossing

In the ward, Tang Jiuge held his chin with both hands and was controlling a few star powers to play in circles in the air.

Because of the mental damage, she can only train herself like this at present, and she does not dare to do more. First, she is afraid that the newly recovered mental power will be exhausted and damaged. Second, she is afraid of being discovered. There are monitoring equipment in the ward. When the force fluctuation reaches a certain value, it will alarm.

"It's so boring..." Tang Jiuge sighed.

Every day used to be full, but since waking up in the hospital, she can't do anything, she can't do anything empty.

If her uncle is okay, she can chat with him occasionally to appreciate his beauty.

Now my uncle doesn't know what to do. She has been alone in the ward for a long time, and she doesn't even have to look at the terminal.

Dr. Chu was afraid that she would not be able to recuperate if she was addicted to swiping the terminal, so she could only return the terminal after she was hospitalized.

"Alas..." Tang Jiuge sighed again involuntarily.

It was too boring, Tang Jiuge began to control the star power to paint in the air.

Several star powers are connected in a line, and when they move quickly, a purple movement trail is dragged. Although it disappears quickly, it can also be used as a paintbrush.

Tang Jiuge first painted a small flower, and then painted a dog and other miscellaneous things.

Looking at the pattern fading in the air, Tang Jiuge smiled smugly. She drew very well.

What to draw after that...

She doesn't know...

Tang Jiuge placed both hands folded on the bed table, resting her chin on the back of her hands, and ran away thinking about her thoughts.

So boring... When will my uncle come back?

Thinking of his uncle, Tang Jiuge's mental power was mobilized again, and he drew his image in the air.

Hmm...his hair is half-length, and the shattered hair on his forehead is four or six points.

The eyes are longer and should be drawn narrower.

By the way, the eyes must be indifferent.

The lips... In order to highlight his character, just draw a short line.

It didn't take long for Mo Xuan's head to appear in the air.

The cartoon image in mid-air actually resembled Mo Xuan in 70 to 80 percent, with a light expression on his face, looking forward with an air of arrogance and arrogance.

Tang Jiuge added a few more star powers to move at high speed according to the traces she had drawn, and Mo Xuan's appearance remained in the air without dissipating.

Tang Jiuge raised his head and couldn't help feeling that he was quite talented in painting, and then looked at his uncle, who had drawn a cold poker face, and laughed.

Here, Tang Jiuge was bowing his head and smiling, when the door of the ward suddenly opened with a swish.

Tang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly dispersed the star power, but it was too late, Mo Xuan stood at the door and saw the big face in the air that looked very much like himself.

"...Uncle, you're back." Tang Jiuge greeted Mo Xuan shyly, not sure if his uncle saw it.

Mo Xuan walked into the ward with an expressionless face, sat on the chair beside the bed, did not speak, just stared at the guilty Tang Jiuge without blinking, his eyes darkened.

Tang Jiuge was so stared that she was sweating. Just when she was about to admit her mistake, Mo Xuan spoke.

"You like my face so much?"

In Mo Xuan's opinion, these two days, the stupid cat first said he was good-looking when he woke up, and then kept secretly looking at him and laughing when he was busy with his work. Now he still draws his appearance, but it's not because he likes his appearance.

Tang Jiuge was stunned for a moment. She was worried that her uncle would scold her for using her mental power, but she brought this up unexpectedly.

But she does like her uncle's face.

Tang Jiuge put her fingers right, glanced at Mo Xuan's face, blushed slightly and whispered, "Uncle looks good."

Mo Xuan exhaled, then leaned forward, resting his elbows on her bed table, resting his chin, half-drooping his eyes, with a lazy expression on his face, he said helplessly, "I like to see this one for you today. Enough, don't keep peeking at me from now on."

Blame it for affecting his work.

Tang Jiuge was lying on the bed table originally, and Mo Xuan's action allowed her to clearly see him close at hand when she raised her eyes.

Tang Jiuge folded her arms, then leaned her head on the cradle of her arm, fanned her long eyelashes twice, and looked at him with those crystal clear eyes.

The boy's appearance is perfect no matter from which angle he looks, even if he is lazy, he has a noble attitude, the shadow cast by the careless eyes and the long straight eyelashes, and the light and shade cast by the light behind him on his face. The boundary line made Tang Jiuge feel like he came out of the comics that Xiangxiang said.

Tang Jiuge drew the lines on his face carefully, thinking of drawing an uncle from this angle next time.

The two of them stayed together in such a quiet and strange way.

In fact, more than Tang Jiuge was watching Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan was also watching Tang Jiuge.

The delicate and lovely girl just turned her head to look at him like that, her smart purple eyes didn't know what she was thinking, sometimes she was serious and calm, she raised her fingers and seemed to draw something, sometimes there were stars glittering in the bottom of her eyes, and the corners of her lips were raised, a pair of eyes that looked as long as Looking at him makes me so happy.

She only showed her side face, her hair was loose, and the broken hair covered half of her cheeks and ears.

Such a cute white and tender face is the best look when it is fully exposed.

Mo Xuan thought, reached out his hand involuntarily, and gently pinned her hair behind her ear.

Seeing the girl's round face revealed in front of him, he smiled with satisfaction.

Tang Jiuge's eyes widened slightly, feeling his uncle's warm fingertips across his cheeks, and seeing a smile as soft as winter snow in his eyes, his pupils could not help but expand.

For some reason, Tang Jiuge remembered the comic video shared by Xiangxiang, and one of the scenes was very similar to her and her uncle now.

The male protagonist gently helped the female protagonist to put the wind-blown hair behind her ears, and then... gently kissed the female protagonist's cheek.

Tang Jiuge looked at Mo Xuan's lips.

Uncle...will you kiss her cheek like that next?

The heart was beating violently with a "thump thump", and the heat spread to her cheeks. Tang Jiuge bit her lip slightly, and looked at Mo Xuan with water in her eyes, but she suddenly remembered something, her face suddenly turned white, and she straightened up suddenly.

Mo Xuan was taken aback by this sudden action, noticed her flustered eyes, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Tang Jiuge looked at Mo Xuan in shock, and calmed down, "No, it's fine."

She doesn't know much about the relationship between men and women, but she also knows that kissing is usually only done between lovers and between parents and children.

Parents and children... what about her and her uncle? Is it the same as parent and child?

Was it right that she had such expectations in her heart just now...

Tang Jiuge didn't know.

After pursing her lips, she looked at Mo Xuan in confusion, her eyes a little helpless.

"Uncle..." She called out, and then asked her doubts, "Can uncle kiss me?"