"Of course I can stay as long as I want, there's no rush." Baili Xiyao leaned over, raised his hand and pinched Zhen Mozhao's delicate cheek, teasing: "Besides, I don't want a long-distance relationship. I'll be miserable if I can't see my baby for a day."
After saying that, Baili Xiyao took advantage of Zhen Mozhao's inability to react and pecked her pink thin lips, her eyes full of smiles.
Zhen Mozhao, who was suddenly attacked, pursed his lips and buried his head in Baili Xiyao's neck. The blood in his earlobes, which had finally faded, became swollen again. Even though he was so shy that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in, Zhen Mozhao still opened his lips and replied to Baili Xiyao in a shy and soft tone, "I, I don't want a long-distance relationship either."
A dark light flashed in his eyes, and Baili Xiyao raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Rui, who was acting as a light bulb at the scene. Xiao Rui immediately stepped away and closed the door before leaving. He stood guard outside the door with a serious face.
Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Baili Xiyao grabbed the back of Zhen Mozhao's head, quickly stood up, put one leg between Zhen Mozhao's legs, and knelt his right leg on the sofa beside Zhen Mozhao's legs. In Zhen Mozhao's stunned eyes, he leaned over, rubbed and bit the other's lips, and when Zhen Mozhao loosened his teeth, he drove straight in, madly sweeping away the captivating sweetness.
It was not until Zhen Mozhao pushed her away because he was having trouble breathing that Baili Xiyao let go of the delicacy in front of her. Looking at the sparkling red lips, she couldn't help but peck them a few more times, then buried her head in Zhen Mozhao's neck, calming the desire in her heart.
What Baili Xiyao didn't notice was that the moment she buried her head in Zhen Mozhao's neck, Zhen Mozhao shrank back as if by reflex, and a fleeting flash of fear appeared in his dark eyes.
Baili Xiyao, who had his head down, didn't notice that Zhen Mozhao's cheeks, which had originally flushed with lust, were now as pale as paper. His uneven breathing became increasingly difficult, as if someone was strangling him by the neck. After a few seconds, he completely lost consciousness, and his hands, which were on Baili Xiyao's waist, hung down limply.
Baili Xiyao's thoughts came back to his senses as the chill around his waist disappeared. He looked up and saw that the handsome and pale Zhen Mozhao had lost consciousness, and his heart was startled.
Fainted from the kiss?
Baili Xiyao reached out and patted Zhen Mozhao's cheek. Seeing that he didn't react at all, he immediately stood up, picked up Zhen Mozhao and walked out of the office, "Xiao Rui, go drive!"
Xiao Rui, who was guarding outside the door, was playing Candy Crush in his hand. When he heard Baili Xiyao's anxious tone, he immediately put away his phone and pushed open the office door. The next second, he saw Baili Xiyao holding Zhen Mozhao horizontally and walking out with a serious face.
While waiting for the elevator, Xiao Rui had already quickly flown down the emergency stairs. When Baili Xiyao carried Zhen Mozhao out of the Zhen family's gate, he opened the car door, sat firmly in the driver's seat, and sped away the moment the car door closed.
Outside the emergency room, Xiao Rui looked at Baili Xiyao, whose lips were still slightly swollen, and wondered: Did she faint from the kiss? Or did she faint from the sex? That didn't make sense. If it was sex, shouldn't the boss be the one fainting?
Confused, Xiao Rui inconspicuously glanced at Baili Xiyao's clothes. The corners of his clothes were not wrinkled, so he probably didn't do it... Could it be that his boss did something special and scared him out of his wits?
"How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"
A cold voice brought Xiao Rui back to his senses. "There's been no progress. It seems like everything before Mr. Mo was nine was deliberately erased."
Baili Xiyao frowned upon hearing this, his expression gloomy. Suddenly, he remembered something and said, "Let's start from the He family twenty years ago."
"The He family in the imperial capital?" Xiao Rui was puzzled.
"Well, Aunt Qing gave birth to a son in Licheng 20 years ago, but it is said that the child died at birth. I felt something was wrong before, and when I saw the baby yesterday, I realized that it might be wrong. Don't you think the baby looks very similar to Uncle He and Aunt Qing?"
"You mean you suspect Mr. Mo..." Seeing Baili Xiyao nod, Xiao Rui was shocked. Then the appearance of He Xiao, the chairman of He Group, flashed through his mind. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that what his boss said was possible. He immediately turned around and left to investigate what happened that year.
Not long after Xiao Rui left, Zhen Mozhao was wheeled out. Baili Xiyao quickly hid his thoughts and stepped forward, looking at the doctor who came out with him. "Doctor, what happened to him?"
"It's nothing. It's probably some kind of stress caused by something. My body can't handle the stress. I'll get some sleep and get a checkup. If everything is fine, I can be discharged."
"Stimulated?"
"Well, it must be quite a shock. I just noticed his heart rate was extremely fast during first aid. Based on my experience, it's likely that he's scared. We can see if he needs to be checked by a cardiologist and then see if he needs to be treated by a psychologist."
"Okay, thank you, doctor." Baili Xiyao followed Zhen Mozhao's bed into the VIP ward. Looking at Zhen Mozhao, whose face was still pale on the bed, he remembered the emergency doctor's last words, 'Please confirm whether you need to seek intervention from a psychologist'. The darkness in his phoenix eyes deepened, and a hexagram-shaped mark faintly flashed between his smooth eyebrows.
Baili Xiyao faced the sun with his back, holding Zhen Mozhao's cold right hand, with a palm-sized hand warmer placed under the palm of his left hand, which was receiving an IV drip. He lowered his eyes and thought carefully about all the details that had happened since they met last night.
Last night, when I kissed my baby, I was fine. It was a stress reaction when I was about to bite his neck. Today, I kissed him a few times and it was fine. It was still a stress reaction when I buried my neck...
So, the focus is on the neck?
What on earth had happened to cause him to have such a deep physical and psychological fear, so severe that his heart couldn't bear the pressure and started to self-rescue mode...
When Zhen Mozhao woke up again, it was already past dinner time. Even the warm autumn afternoon sun was strong, but it still contained a damp chill, which crawled slowly from the soles of his feet to his heart. Zhen Mozhao's toes, hidden under the quilt, curled up unconsciously. He opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling and the IV stand standing not far away. The tight feeling of the tape on the back of his left hand told Zhen Mozhao that he was in the hospital.
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