Crazy! The school beauty's mother works as my secretary!

824 I'm not that kind of person!

Chen Mo handed over warm water and hangover medicine, his voice very soft.

"Drink some water and take a pill to relieve the headache."

Zeng Shuying took the cup of water, and when her fingertips touched the temperature of the cup wall, a warm feeling arose in her heart.

As soon as I swallowed the medicine, my cell phone rang and the name "Mom" popped up on the screen.

She picked up the phone, and her mother's voice was a little anxious:

"Shuying, where are you? Yaya looked for her mother as soon as she woke up and cried several times."

"Yaya is crying?"

Zeng Shuying's voice suddenly became tense, and the sleepiness in her eyes was replaced by worry.

"Mom, I'll be back soon. Please comfort her and tell her that she will be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly got up, tidied her clothes, and said to Chen Mo:

"I have to go first. Yaya starts school today, so she might be a little uncomfortable."

"Well, be careful on the road and don't drive too fast."

Chen Mo walked her to the entrance, looked at the worry in her eyes, and thought of her tenderness as a mother, and couldn't help but whispered a warning.

Zeng Shuying nodded and looked back at him as she left.

There was a complicated smile in his eyes, and he finally closed the door and left.

She seemed to know what happened between Chen Mo and Lu Qingqian.

Chen Mo watched her leave and closed the door.

When he walked back to Lu Qingqian's bedroom, he paused the moment he opened the door.

Lu Qingqian was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to him.

She changed the sheets slowly.

Seems a little uncomfortable.

She pulled the thin sky blue quilt to her legs, and the same sheet that she had changed was spread out at the end of the bed.

The faint but clear red mark on the fabric was particularly eye-catching in the morning light.

She moved very gently, as if she was afraid of breaking some treasure.

His fingertips were gripping the edge of the bed sheet, his knuckles were slightly white, and even his shoulders were a little tense.

"never mind?"

Chen Mo approached, his voice soft, and asked:

"Why did you change the sheets?"

Lu Qingqian's back stiffened for a moment and he slowly turned around.

Her delicate cheeks were still red, and there was a hint of moisture in her eyes.

There was a bit of panic that was hard to conceal, like a child who had been caught.

She clutched the changed bed sheet, her voice a little hoarse.

"I...I changed the sheets. They were dirty."

Chen Mo's eyes fell on the bed sheet in her hand.

The red mark was like a small cinnabar mole, branded on the sky blue fabric.

He didn't say anything, just looked into Lu Qingqian's eyes.

Her eyes dodged for a moment, then as if she had made up her mind, she gently folded the bed sheet.

The movements were so careful that even the corners were aligned.

Chen Mo looked at her treating this as a treasure and couldn't help but ask.

"You want to keep it?"

"Ok!"

Her voice was soft, but it was filled with unmistakable seriousness.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

For her, last night's drunken outburst was not just a ridiculous indulgence.

That was her first mark, and even though it came so unexpectedly, it still carried a unique meaning.

He walked closer, squatted in front of her, looked up at her red eyes:

"If you want to stay, keep it."

Lu Qingqian's eyelashes trembled and tears almost fell.

She is a pure and serious woman.

Otherwise, she wouldn't still be a virgin at the age of thirty.

She turned her face away and held the folded bed sheet in her arms as if it were a rare treasure.

The morning light shone through the gap in the curtains, falling on her hands holding the bed sheet, and also on the top of Chen Mo's head.

The room was very quiet, with only the sound of the two people breathing.

The relationship between the two people changed inexplicably.

Strict and domineering female professor.

Suddenly she became a gentle young wife.

Chen Mo reached out and gently brushed away the strands of hair that had fallen on her cheek, his fingertips touching her slightly cool skin:

"Are you hungry? I'm going to make breakfast. Want something light?"

"Ah."

Lu Qingqian nodded and put the bed sheet into the innermost compartment of the closet.

It was like hiding a secret that only the two of them knew.

When she turned around, she saw Chen Mo still looking at her, and her cheeks became hot again.

But he didn't dodge like before, instead he said "hmm" softly, his voice was a little soft and sticky like he had just woken up:

"I want porridge...millet porridge."

"When I was feeling unwell, my mother would make this for me to drink."

"Okay, I'll be your dad for once!"

Chen Mo replied with a smile.

Lu Qingqian was stunned for a moment, then blushed and glared, "You scumbag, you're planning on hitting on my mom?!"

Chen Mo was stunned: "No! Professor Lu, please don't talk nonsense, I'm not that kind of person!"

Although he is good at that, it is not to that extent.

At this time, Lu Qingqian also felt that she had overreacted.

It's all Chen Mo's fault. He doesn't look at the "close female friends" around him.

Are there any peers?

They are all big sisters!

Can you blame her for thinking wrongly?