Shen Zhiyi was almost melted by his gaze.
Her eyes darted away, avoiding his gaze: "I...I just caught a cold..."
Bo Xu pursed his lips and looked at her.
He strode in and closed the door behind him.
“Shen Zhiyi,” he said in a cold, sharp voice, regaining his CEO-like firmness, “you promised you wouldn’t lie to me anymore.”
"Tell a lie and you'll lose a day's pay."
"Now, tell me, how did you get sick?"
Shen Zhiyi looked at him with a slightly surprised expression, covered her lips, and immediately fell silent.
Seeing her like this, Bo Xu felt more certain, and his heart couldn't help but pound.
He grasped her shoulders, leaned down, and whispered, "You caught it from me, didn't you?"
His deep gaze slowly swept across her face, taking in her every reaction.
"Shen Zhiyi, I kissed you last night, didn't I?"
He watched as a blush suddenly rose on her already flushed cheeks.
The air around them also became scorching hot.
Shen Zhiyi said in a panic, "You...you were sick and had a fever yesterday, and your mind wasn't clear. I won't blame you...Don't worry, Mr. Bo..."
"What do I need to be at ease with?" Bo Xu interrupted her, somewhat annoyed.
Is she in such a hurry to distance herself from me?
He gripped her chin, his voice heavy with urgency as he demanded, "And now? I'm perfectly sober."
He leaned down, almost touching her lips, but didn't actually make contact; he simply used his gaze to slowly trace her expression.
"Now, are you going to push me away, or hold me tight?"
"Shen Zhiyi, you decide."
Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened in shock.
What does he mean by that?!
The intense heat burned her, and she felt her mind go blank.
With a buzzing sound, I felt dizzy.
...
Shen Zhiyi slowly awoke.
Her eyes moved, and she realized she was lying on her bed in the bedroom, with a new fever-reducing patch on her forehead, and an open box of medicine and a half-finished bottle of water beside her.
She sat up and smelled the aroma of food.
Shen Zhiyi got up with some surprise, tore off the fever-reducing patch, slipped on her slippers, and walked to the living room.
When she saw the busy figure in the kitchen, her eyes widened.
Bo Xu took off her coat, revealing herself to be wearing only a black turtleneck sweater and a small apron, and was cooking porridge.
"Awake?" He turned around.
The apron, completely out of proportion to his body, accentuated his sexy and defined physique.
Broad shoulders, narrow waist.
Even the muscles on her arms showed off their smooth and full contours thanks to the tight cashmere sweater.
Shen Zhiyi swallowed and looked away.
This is so manly...
Who would have thought that the usually aloof and powerful CEO could actually cook in private?
"Go sit over there." Seeing that she was still a little confused, Bo Xu pointed to the dining table and gave a concise and forceful order.
"Oh, okay." Shen Zhiyi subconsciously walked over.
She pulled out a chair and sat down obediently.
When Bo Xu saw her misty eyes and the way she sat so earnestly waiting to be fed, like a docile kitten that had temporarily sheathed its claws, his heart melted slightly.
never mind.
He decided to let bygones be bygones by the fact that she was trying to hook him up.
He carried the porridge over, set out the bowls and chopsticks for her, and then reached out to touch her forehead.
Shen Zhiyi's whole body stiffened.
"The fever has subsided. After you finish your porridge, take your medicine," Bo Xu said.
Shen Zhiyi: "Okay."
Bo Xu glanced at her, withdrew his hand, and sat down opposite her. "Drink up."
Shen Zhiyi started drinking the porridge.
First, I scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it, and put it in my mouth.
Then, spoonful after spoonful, he let out a satisfied and comfortable little sigh.
"It tastes good."
"Thank you, Mr. Bo, your cooking is superb."
Bo Xu saw her slightly narrowed eyes and his mood brightened as well.
He leaned back in his chair, stared at her quietly for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Shen Zhiyi, you kissed me and ate my food. You should think about how you're going to take responsibility for me."
"Cough! Cough cough cough!" Shen Zhiyi almost swallowed the porridge in her mouth.
"What...what is that?"
She looked at him, her face flushed, her mind a complete mess.
Bo Xu's eyes darkened. "Porridge."
He leaned closer to her, his voice low and husky as he spoke slowly, "Otherwise, what else do you want to eat from me?"
Shen Zhiyi's face turned bright red from her ears to her neck.
She wished she could find a crack in the ground and disappear right then and there.
I'm really delirious from the fever...
Why is your mind filled with such nonsense?!
The phone buzzed twice.
Shen Zhiyi picked up the phone as if she had been granted a pardon, and changed the subject, "I...I'll reply to a message!"
She unlocked her screen and saw that it was a message from Xiao Xu.
"Sister, I've found a way from before! I've done a data simulation, and there's a high chance it will succeed!"
"Maybe we'll be able to meet soon!"
Shen Zhiyi was stunned.
Ignoring Bo Xu's presence, he replied, "What method?"
"You mean, a way to travel through time?!"
She felt she must have gone mad from the fever.
Otherwise, how could we see such outrageous information?
Unexpectedly, Xiao Xu was even more outrageous than her.
"Yes!" he replied, "Sister, don't think I'm joking, I'm serious."
"If I really went to my sister's side, would she agree to be with me?"
Shen Zhiyi stared blankly at her phone screen.
Completely unaware, Bo Xu glanced at her screen.
The "Xiao Xu" note above and the three words "Together" above it can be clearly seen.
His face suddenly darkened.
Xiao Xu?
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