• "No. You can't be blind." Luo Nanqiu reached out and took his hand away, "Close your eyes, I'll help you."
• Jiang Mo refused subconsciously: "Hey, don't..."
• "Close your eyes." Luo Nanqiu stretched out his hand, "Or do you want to try another method?"
• What's the other way... Anyone who understands knows.
• "... Be gentle." Jiang Mo simply closed his eyes and let him move.
• "Come here."
• "Ah..."
• I don't know how long it took for this ambiguous atmosphere to gradually disappear.
• Luo Nanqiu reached out and took a few facial tissues and gave them to Jiang Mo: "Wipe."
• "Hmm."
• "You'll wear a high collar tomorrow," Luo Nanqiu suddenly said.
• "Why?" Jiang Mo sorted out his clothes, "The high collar was strangling his neck."
• "Cough." Luo Nanqiu shyly said, "There are traces."
• Jiang Mo: "..."
• Jiang Mo: "... Who is to blame?"
• "Blame me." Luo Nanqiu generously admitted his mistake, "I can't control it."
• "If you can't control it, control it for me."
• "Difficult."
• "Roll, roll, roll."
• "I'll take you to buffet tomorrow," Luo Nanqiu said.
• Jiang Mo: "Aren't you going home?"
• Luo Nanqiu: "Come back tomorrow afternoon."
• Jiang Mo: "Tomorrow New Year's Eve, will the store still open?"
• Luo Nanqiu: "There are some during the day."
• Jiang Mo: "That's fine."
• "Let's go back to the room to sleep." Luo Nanqiu patted him on the shoulder.
• "Hmm."
• Luo Nanqiu's wishful thinking is very good: there are many types of self-help, so you can easily see what Jiang Mo likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat.
• Since the doctor asked Jiang Mo about his drug allergy history, Luo Nanqiu felt that it was necessary to know more about him in his daily life.
• The next day Luo Nanqiu took Jiang Mo home to help himself.
• "Do you want to eat this tiramisu?"
• "Eat."
• "What about this macaron?"
• "Too sweet."
• "What about the cream puffs?"
• "Too sweet."
• Luo Nanqiu silently wrote down the "don't eat too sweet" while "moving to" the cooked food area.
• Jiang Mo was inexplicably fed a lot of food by someone, and only felt that he would definitely gain three catties after eating it.
• "I can't eat anymore." Jiang Mo picked up a piece of pudding with a fork, "Open your mouth."
• Luo Nanqiu opened his mouth and bit away the pudding, swallowed it and said, "Do you have any more? One more."
• Jiang Mo: "Why didn't you eat just now?"
• Luo Nanqiu: "I don't know. Your feed is better, right?"
• Jiang Mo: "Where did you come from?"
• Luo Nanqiu: "I realized it myself."
• After they settled the rest of the food, they contacted the Luo family's driver and went home.
• Jiang Mo ate a little and leaned against the car window to feel sleepy.
• "Drive slowly," Luo Nanqiu reminded the driver.
• "Okay, young master."
• Luo Nanqiu frowned slightly and said, "Don't you cater to me, she is a middle school and two diseases."
• The uncle driver didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he said that the children in this family were quite humorous.
• No matter how good the performance of the Luo family's car was, it was impossible to have no bumps at all. After Jiang Mo knocked his forehead on the car window for the third time, Luo Nanqiu couldn't bear to reach out and press his head on his right shoulder.
• I'm really ignorant, I'd rather lean against the car window than lean against him.
• Probably because this position is really much more comfortable, Jiang Mo actually fell asleep.
• "... Arrived?" Jiang Mo's expression was a little dazed when he woke up.
• "Soon." Luo Nanqiu said, "Get ready to get out of the car."
• "Hmm."
• When the two of them arrived at the gate, Ms. Xia Yunshi and Luo Linyu were directing the Luo Nan Xuantai couplet.
• 

  qingyustarkey

  It should... pass the trial, hahaha...
• Next Chapter