Bo Xu was sitting next to her, his whole body burning hot.
"Shen Zhiyi, you are fully responsible for my illness."
Shen Zhiyi: ?
She dared not utter a sound.
If the boss pays double the salary, then whatever he says goes.
A loyal subordinate should learn to take the blame.
"Yes, it's all my fault." She fed Bo Xu the medicine. "Mr. Bo, you must have caught a chill from the wind when you took me back to my dorm."
"It is indeed very windy near our school."
She picked up the water again and brought it to his lips, but Bo Xu seemed to lose all his strength and collapsed onto her.
"Ouch! Mr. Bo!" Shen Zhiyi caught him on her shoulder, splashing him with warm water. "Oh no, oh no..."
The soaked black silk clung tightly to his skin.
Shen Zhiyi hurriedly pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped herself haphazardly.
A hand pressed against his collarbone and pectoral muscles...
Bo Xu leaned on her shoulder, looking extremely uncomfortable. He turned his head, buried his face in her neck, and whispered breathlessly, "It's all your fault..."
His voice was hoarse and hot, and his breath was burning.
Shen Zhiyi was both embarrassed and anxious, so she could only help him slowly lean back on the sofa.
"Yes...it's all my fault..."
She coaxed him softly, took out several more tissues, and stared at the man lying on the sofa with a troubled expression.
What if it gets even hotter if we don't clean it up?
She gritted her teeth and decided to help him change his clothes.
She got up and went to the bedroom closet to find him new pajamas.
As I parted the rows of clothes, just as I was about to pull out a set of pajamas, I heard a "thud," as if something had fallen to the ground.
She crouched down and took a closer look.
It's a wallet.
Shen Zhiyi reached out and picked it up, but in the opened compartment, she saw a familiar photograph—
The one-inch photo she attached to her resume.
She looked surprised and glanced towards the living room.
Why did President Bo keep her photos hidden?
Could it be...?
Shen Zhiyi put the wallet back in a daze, then took her pajamas and walked back to the living room.
Standing beside the sofa, she stared at Bo Xu for a long time before squatting down and reaching out to unbutton his shirt.
"Mr. Bo, I'm so sorry..." Her face flushed, her fingertips trembling, "I'm only doing this so you can recover faster, I'm not trying to take advantage of you..."
"Please don't blame me when you wake up."
She unbuttoned his shirt completely.
Before, when he was drunk, I couldn't see clearly, but now his chest and abdominal muscles are completely exposed.
Her fair skin had turned a light red due to the high fever.
He was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving.
Those lines and muscles became even more pronounced...
With no obstacles in her way, Shen Zhiyi could clearly see the red mole on her abs, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
I never expected it to be so impactful up close...
She suppressed her thoughts, took a tissue, and gently wiped his abdominal muscles. But the muscles underneath, which were originally soft, had unknowingly become hot and hard.
Even in one place, astonishing changes have occurred...
Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened.
Her ears suddenly turned red.
She covered her lips, instinctively stumbled backward, but her wrist was suddenly gripped by a large, scalding hand.
Where are you looking?
Bo Xu opened his eyes at some point, gazing at her with a deep, dark look in his eyes.
Shen Zhiyi felt extremely guilty, her gaze darting around, and she stammered, "I...I wanted to help you change your clothes..."
Before she could finish speaking, he pulled her forcefully onto the sofa.
"Ah—" Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise.
The world spun around him, and he fell against the back of the sofa, his wrists firmly pinned down.
Above him was his burning, fiery chest.
Bo Xu lowered his gaze, slowly sweeping over her trembling eyelashes and moist lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shen Zhiyi, you've made me like this, do you still want to be clean and healthy yourself?"
Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
What's the meaning?
Bo Xu leaned down, his deep breath enveloping her, his voice both alluring and hoarse.
"You should also... try my illness."
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