The sick tycoon tricked me into pampering him again

The sudden sound startled him.

Bai Qiao subconsciously hid his scalded hands behind his back, "You..." He looked up at the man's wet hair, "Let me dry your hair for you."

Lu Sibo: "No need."

"It's easy to catch a cold." Bai Qiao always remembered that Lu Sibo was in poor health, and finally rescued him from the fixed plot. Don't catch a cold and have a fever because of a trivial matter, and cause other complications. Bai Qiao turned the gas stove to a low fire , stepped forward to hold his arm, "Sit on the sofa and wait for me."

Bai Qiao didn't mean anything else, but facing a blind patient, in a completely unfamiliar environment, it was impossible for him to walk back to the sofa by himself. The moment his palm and arm touched, Bai Qiao clearly felt the man's The arm stiffened.

... He is not yet used to being touched by others.

However, it's not realistic to let Lu Sibo walk back slowly by himself.

Bai Qiao could only pretend that he didn't notice anything, and helped him move forward bit by bit.

Bai Qiao never took care of anyone, and even rarely used the hair dryer, but when drying Lu Sibo's hair, he carefully tested the temperature of each gear of the hair dryer with his palm, and chose the one that was neither hot nor cold, just right, "Is this temperature okay?"

Lu Sibo sat up straight, put his hands curled up on his lap, lowered his eyes and closed his thoughts, and said softly: "En."

In order to ensure that the hair dryer can blow through the wet hair, Bai Qiao shook the hair dryer while flicking his hair with one hand. The broken hair behind the ears was a bit long, and rubbing the soft hair with his palm, he couldn't help saying: "Your hair So soft."

Lu Sibo, who was brushed as a small animal: "..."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Qiao suddenly stopped, his hand still on Lu Sibo's head and he didn't take it back. He also realized that something was wrong with his action just now, so he quickly withdrew his hand, put down the hair dryer and said, "Hold, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, he fled The same went into the kitchen.

Lu Sibo didn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing the back of Bai Qiao running away, instead of being angry, he felt inexplicably amused.

You have seen a person who is alert and intelligent, but now that person is... so cute.

When Bai Qiao entered, he could smell an obvious burnt smell.

However, he searched the entire kitchen and couldn't find what was wrong.

A pot of white rice porridge looks very pleasing.

Considering that Lu Sibo was still hungry outside, Bai Qiao didn't continue to search, and planned to go out after filling a bowl of porridge.

It turned out to be rice porridge!

Since the porridge on it looked very normal, without any problems, Bai Qiao didn't notice that there was something wrong with the bottom of the pot, and weighed out a bowl, leaving the black porridge, stirring it up, it was even more difficult to see the original appearance.

Bai Qiao thought for a while, but still took out the dark rice porridge.

Everyone is wary, let alone someone like Lu Sibo who has a complicated childhood experience. It is already abnormal for him to save people rashly. Poison.

Anyway, Lu Sibo couldn't see it either, so just take this bowl of black rice porridge as normal.

Thinking of this, Bai Qiao walked out with two bowls of porridge.

"Supper is ready."

Lu Sibo leaned back slightly, changed his sitting position, bent his fingers and brushed the tip of his nose unconsciously, before the person got close, he smelled a strong burnt smell.

Bai Qiao handed him the porridge and said, "Come on, clear the porridge. I didn't add anything. If you want something sweet, you can add some sugar to it."

"Thank you."

"You are Welcome."

Stir the spoon in the porridge, the sticky rice porridge exudes a light sweet aroma, and the burnt smell comes from Bai Qiao's bowl of porridge.

Lu Sibo said: "My name is Lu Sibo."

Bai Qiao was holding a porridge bowl to admire the villain's appearance, when he heard this, he was taken aback, "I..."

'I know' these three words almost blurted out.

Bai Qiao pursed his lips, swallowed the words calmly, and the words circled around his mouth, and became, "My name is Bai Qiao."

"The porridge won't taste good when it's cold, so drink it while it's hot."

"Okay." He promised well, but he never delivered it.

Bai Qiao had already guessed this result, if Lu Sibo really drank this bowl of porridge without warning, he would think something was wrong.

Bai Qiao filled a spoonful of porridge, although it was dark and easy to spoil people's appetite, but...

The mushy porridge tasted bitter and scalded my mouth.

Before swallowing it, there was an inexplicable taste, in short, it was just unpalatable.

For a moment, Bai Qiao frowned, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his delicate and beautiful features seemed to be wrinkled.

Just when Lu Sibo thought he was going to spit it out.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Bai Qiao swallowed the porridge abruptly.

Before the expression on his face could be sorted out, he said tremblingly, "Okay... delicious."

Lu Sibo: "..."

Is the Lu family crazy, finding such a fool?

Lu Sibo sighed impotently, put down the porridge bowl gropingly and said, "I'm a little tired."

Before going to that alley, Lu Sibo had been with Xiang Lixin and the others. Needless to say, everything he had experienced, it was already late at night, so he would naturally feel tired.

Bai Qiao said, "I'll help you go back to your room and rest."

"it is good."

but……

There is only one bedroom in this small house.

When Lu Sibo was taking a bath just now, he changed into a new set of sheets and bedding. He knew Lu Sibo's obsession with cleanliness. Since he brought him back, it was impossible for him to let Lu Sibo sleep on the sofa.

Bai Qiao helped him to sit on the bed, and turned on a small lamp beside the bed. The pale yellow warm yellow only illuminates a small piece of light, which will not affect people's sleep, "Call me if you have something to do, I'll be outside."

"It's troublesome."

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Four in the morning.

The bedroom door opened slowly, and a slender figure walked out from it.

The moonlight outside the window poured on the table through the glass, vaguely illuminating half of the man's pale profile.

He slowly walked to the edge of the sofa, stood up straight, and looked down at the young man curled up on the sofa.

Bai Qiao is not considered tall, with a standard height of about 1.7 meters and a thin figure, but the sofa is made according to the size of the house. When Bai Qiao lies on it, he looks very wronged, his long legs are curled up, and some are hanging above the sofa outside.

Moreover, the neck is slightly down, and the posture looks very awkward. I am afraid that I will have a neck pain when I wake up tomorrow.

Looking at Bai Qiao who was sleeping soundly, Lu Sibo suddenly felt that this person was very contradictory.

When dealing with Xiang Lixin and the others, he broke his arm without any hesitation. At that time, Bai Qiao was like a person walking on the edge of danger, but... from entering this room, it was obvious I feel that this person is quite naive.

These two completely contradictory personalities can coexist perfectly in Bai Qiao.

It's a bit...

He slowly lowered his body, squatted against the edge of the sofa, and carefully looked at Bai Qiao, who looked like a kitten sleeping, trying to curl up into a ball.

At this moment, the sleeping Bai Qiao suddenly opened his eyes.

Against the backdrop of the dim moonlight, a pair of black eyes were deep and bottomless, yet somewhat bright.

The moment when the four eyes met.

Time seemed to stand still.

Lu Sibo's expression moved slightly, and the movements of his hands moved forward according to the angle just now, like a blind man looking for a support point. Even though he knew that Bai Qiao's curled up arm was in front of him, he slowly touched it.

To his surprise, Bai Qiao did not hide.

But Lu Sibo stopped the moment he touched him, as if he accidentally touched him while groping.

Then turn around and touch the table.

Bai Qiao squeezed the space between his eyebrows, sat up and asked him, "What are you looking for?"

Lu Sibo paused, then withdrew his hands in a panic, clutching the hem of his clothes nervously, with a pitiful look, "Did I wake you up? Sorry."

"I'm a light sleeper." Bai Qiao said, "What's wrong?"

"I..." I couldn't find a reasonable explanation for a while, Lu Sibo hesitated, glanced at the cold black porridge on the table from the corner of his eye, and said, "I'm a little hungry, so I wanted to come out and find out if there was something wrong at night. That bowl of porridge."

Lu Sibo raised the corner of his mouth helplessly, and said, "I remember the approximate location of the table, but I didn't expect to find it in the wrong direction."

"The porridge is a bit cold, I'll go get you something else to eat." Bai Qiao looked at the time, and he would have breakfast in a while.

"No, you can rest." Lu Sibo said: "You slept very late last night, don't work too hard, I'll just have porridge."

With that said, Lu Sibo took the bowl of black porridge at the table.

At first, Bai Qiao didn't see the porridge in his hand clearly, and thought it was a bowl of normal drinkable food. When he looked carefully, it was dark inside, almost blending into the night. Thinking of the power of that bowl of porridge, Bai Qiao Joe quickly stopped, "Don't... that—!"

His hands were all clasped on Lu Sibo's wrists, and the reason for his refusal was somewhat hard to say.

say what?

I can't say that I can't drink that bowl of porridge.

Not long ago, he took a sip and praised how delicious it was.

If you say it's not good, you're slapping yourself in the face.

When he was thinking, Lu Sibo asked suspiciously: "Is there any problem?"

"No." Bai Qiao thought for a while and said, "The porridge is cold, it must taste bad, don't eat it, I'll get you something else."

"It's okay, I don't care about the taste." Lu Sibo gently brushed his hand away, and said with a smile: "I believe in your craftsmanship, even if it tastes bad, it won't be so bad..."

As he spoke, he took a sip from his lips against the rim of the bowl.

Just one bite.

Lu Sibo's expression gradually became stiff.

Seeing his statue-like state, Bai Qiao instantly thought of how delicious the porridge tasted. It could be seen that Lu Sibo held the porridge in his mouth and didn't swallow it, but he didn't spit it out either.

"You, are you okay?"

Lu Sibo: "..."

Poisoned porridge tastes better than this stuff.

Lu Sibo closed his eyes, and swallowed the porridge abruptly.

"The taste is okay."

Bai Qiao let out an 'ah' in his heart, "Really?"

"En." Just as Lu Sibo finished speaking, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned red, and as he spoke, bright red blood flowed out from the corners of his lips, instantly soaking his collar.

Bai Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stepped forward to hug the crumbling man in a panic: "Lu Sibo?!"