He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Han Mo was brought back to the He family by Ji Cheng in the morning

He woke up in a daze, and the lights in the room were already turned on.

He wanted to get up, but he was so sore that he couldn't.

Han Mo's face turned red when he remembered what happened.

He hurriedly fumbled for his phone, opened it and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Han Mo was frightened. He only remembered that he fainted in the middle.

From eleven o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock in the evening, did he not intend to let me walk out of He's house alive?

Han Mo covered his face with his hands, the backs of his hands were so embarrassed.

With a click, the bathroom door opened, and Ji Cheng walked out, wearing only a bath towel.

Han Mo, who heard the voice, immediately looked over and saw Ji Cheng's tall and majestic body.

Han Mo's eyes widened and he quickly looked away, his heart beating wildly.

When Ji Cheng saw Han Mo wake up, he hurried towards him. His big hand sitting on the edge of the bed touched his forehead and repeatedly compared it with his own body temperature.

Fortunately, it's okay.

Ji Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but Han Mo suddenly fainted and shocked him.

Han Mo, who had his forehead touched, said nothing. He kept looking aside and did not dare to look at Ji Cheng. His face was very red.

Would he think it was strange that I agreed to come back with him but then avoided him afterwards?

Han Mo thought nervously, but he really couldn't make him look at Ji Cheng now.

"Angry?"

Ji Cheng asked, his eyes falling on Han Mo's face.

"Why should I be angry?"

Han Mo muttered back, pulled the quilt up to cover half of his face, and lay on his side.

Ji Cheng apologized reflectively, "I didn't know you were so weak."

"You are too strong!"

Han Mo blushed and said to Ji Cheng, he didn't think he was weak.

When Ji Cheng heard these words, the corner of his mouth suddenly curled up. He didn't know if he felt that Han Mo was praising his good physique.

"Ahem, I'm hungry."

Han Mo cleared his throat and said awkwardly, his stomach growling as soon as he woke up.

"I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat."

Ji Cheng got up and went to the closet, and changed into a nightgown.

Han Mo took a sneak peek and saw that Ji Cheng was in great shape, tall and powerful.

What am I thinking?

Han Mo had the quilt covering his head, and his face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

"wait me back."

Ji Cheng lowered his head and kissed Han Mo's head through the quilt, and walked quickly to the door, closing the door lightly.

As soon as Ji Cheng left, Han Mo came out of the quilt and covered his face with his hands.

He actually got to this point with his ex-boyfriend whom he had only reunited with for a day and a half, at a rocket-like speed.

Although the progress was faster, Han Mo had no regrets.

He felt very at ease when Ji Cheng hugged him, and the panic of the past eleven years disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Han Mo looked down at his hand blankly and tightened it slightly, "Should I catch him? He is also good to Xiaomiao and should be able to help me protect Xiaomiao."

And he doesn't look like someone who will give up all the time. He has a good attitude towards me and is still waiting for me after eleven years. This type of person is probably hard to find nowadays.

"That's right, it's too strong."

Han Mo covered his hot face again. Ji Cheng's muscles were no joke after all, that's where his career lies.

"Will I often faint in the future?" Han Mo became more and more scared as he thought about it.

Ji Cheng was downstairs. He didn't know that Han Mo was frightened by his excessive demands. He opened the refrigerator and took out ingredients for a midnight snack.

About fifteen minutes later, Ji Cheng took two portions of egg fried rice and went upstairs to the room.

Han Mo had already put on his bathrobe and had regained some strength. He was sitting on the sofa eating fried rice.

Ji Cheng, who was sitting opposite, handed Han Mo a glass of water, "Maybe it's a little dry."

"It's good if it can fill your stomach."

Han Mo was not picky, so he took the water and took a sip.

When he put the cup down, he glanced at Ji Cheng, who was eating silently across from him, feeling a little moved.

At this moment, Ji Cheng also raised his head, and the two met their gazes.

"Want to eat my share?"

Ji Cheng asked bluntly and handed his fried rice to Han Mo.

Han Mo was suddenly speechless and said to Ji Cheng, "How can someone so smart like Admiral Ji be so slow?"

"Your body has not recovered and you are not suitable for long-term exercise."

Ji Cheng said this to Han Mo, and he said it seriously.

Han Mo's face immediately burned. He didn't mean it that way.

Also, how could anyone say such a thing so seriously?

"is not what it means?"

Ji Cheng saw Han Mo's expression was wrong and looked at Han Mo and asked.

Han Mo held his forehead and forced himself to calm down. Swearing would not solve the problem.

"I'm stupid. If you have something to say, just say it. If I say something wrong that makes you unhappy, you can correct it." Ji Cheng said.

Han Mo was a little angry and lost all temper when he heard Ji Cheng's words. How could such a majestic general put down his posture for him like this.

In the past, Han Mo would have taken it for granted. After all, his mother had a noble status, and it was normal for others to accommodate him.

But now that his mother is dead, he is no longer the noble Dasley, but the fleeing Han Mo.

"Thank you for telling me Xiaomiao's identity."

Han Mo thanked Ji Cheng and looked at Ji Cheng with a more shy look.

Ji Cheng didn't say anything, and looked at Han Mo quietly for a long time before saying, "I climbed to this position desperately so that I won't have any regrets in the future. As long as you need me, I will always be there."

Han Mo was stunned when he heard this. No one except Uncle Da had ever said this to him.

He felt warm inside. Although he was a little stronger, this man really loved him.