Guo Zhitong......

Si Junhao was silent and nodded indiscriminately: "Then you are free."

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the room, Aimu shouted anxiously again: "Mr. Si."

Si Junhao turned to look back at her with questions in his eyes.

Ai Mu tightened the bathrobe on his body, and said with a shy face: "Mr. Si, it's really unsightly for me to go out like this, can you ...... Ask them to bring me a breakfast? ”

Are you hungry? Si Junhao's lips moved slightly, he wanted to say that he would ask the servants to avoid them all, and she could go downstairs to eat with peace of mind, but after thinking about it, forget it.

"Got it." He nodded.

Turning around and about to open the door, his hand had just touched the doorknob, and there was Aimu's urgent voice behind him.

"Mr. Si."

"What's the matter?" Si Junhao frowned and turned his head, looking slightly impatient.

Ai Mu smiled at him flatteringly: "One more thing, after eating, can I talk to you?"

She was obviously smiling, but it was not at all as real and brilliant as last night, Si Junhao turned his head to look at the door panel, he hated her for showing this kind of smile, so that he couldn't see through what she was thinking.

He thought about it for a long time, he didn't sleep at all, he thought that it hurt like someone was beating a drum in his head now, and why her temperament suddenly changed, and he couldn't figure it out when he thought about it, and in the end he could only blame it on his recklessness and impulsiveness.

knew that she was a patient, but he was still so out of control, and he almost wanted her......

Thinking of some moments last night, his lower abdomen tightened, and he quickly suppressed that thought, and shook his head secretly.

Could she be angry about this? Angry that he was not respectful and considerate enough for her, angry that he took advantage of others?

Pursing his lower lip, he turned his head suddenly, looked at Aimu and whispered, "I'm sorry!"

"Huh?" Ai Mu was stunned, and before she could react, Si Junhao had already opened the door and walked out.

When the door closed again, Aimu shook her head and tugged at her ear: what did she just hear? Auditory hallucinations, right? Sequelae of illness?

The thought of being sick made me gloomy for a moment, but after a while, I picked myself up, shrugged my shoulders, opened the glass door of the terrace, and ran out to see the scenery.

I have to say that the location of Si Junhao's villa is particularly good, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, standing on the terrace, you can see the sea view, the cold air, fresh and a little salty.

Aimu shuddered, clutched his collar, and felt refreshed.

It's cold, but it feels so good!

Just as Ai Mu was standing on the terrace looking at the beautiful scenery and breathing in the fresh air, the maid had already delivered the meal in accordance with Si Junhao's instructions.

"Miss, it's time to dine."

Aimu stroked her windswept hair and walked back to her room.

The heat in the room came, and she felt that her face was going to freeze, and after patting the cold face, and after regaining some consciousness, she politely thanked the servant, and began to feast.

She is hungry, and she needs to eat to ensure her physical strength, and only with sufficient physical strength can she be strong in the face of Si Junhao and her illness.

Isn't there a good saying, in this world, what can't be solved by food? If you can't solve it in one meal, then eat two meals, and it's really not a big deal to get sick.

The maid who was standing on the side and waiting looked at the ugly little girl in front of her in confusion, and she couldn't talk about elegance at all.

Why did you cry so well?

Seeing that her tears were dripping into the soup bowl in front of her, and she picked up the spoon to drink as if she didn't know, the maid couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help shouting: "Miss!"

Aimu was so frightened that she didn't take a single bite of the soup herself, and spilled it all onto her bathrobe.

"Oh my God, are you alright, Miss." The maid hurried forward to wipe her up.

Aimu frowned and blocked her: "Don't bother, I'm fine."

Seeing her displeasure, the maid hurriedly apologized: "Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, it's just that you really can't drink this soup."

"Why?" Ai Mu looked at the soup bowl in front of him in confusion, and did not feel anything unusual.

"Miss, just ...... Your tears just fell in......" replied the maid with her head down.

Ai Mu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to touch his face, and sure enough, he touched a wet piece.

When did she cry?

Why is she crying?!

Aimu bit her lip, scolded herself for being useless, pushed away the meal in front of her, stood up, and said with some annoyance: "Okay, I won't eat it, take it down."

"Yes."

The maid cleaned up the plates and pushed the cart away.

Ai Mu sighed softly, sat for a long time, looked down at her soiled bathrobe, felt that it was really unsightly, and it was rude to be seen, so she could only change into the shirt that Si Junhao gave her.

As soon as I changed my clothes, I heard the door ring, turned my head, and saw Si Junhao walking in, looking at her intently.

Exposed to the air, she suddenly felt a burning sight on her two smooth and slippery legs, and she subconsciously wanted to cover it, but she felt that this was too hypocritical.

Like he said, where did he not see her?

It's just that Hongxia still covered her cheeks, and Ai Mu rubbed her arms, only feeling a layer of millet grains.

"Mr. Si, you're back."

He didn't speak, she had to speak first.

Si Junhao couldn't hear what Ai Mu said at all, his eyes were full of her big white legs, although they were not very long, but the lines were perfect.

The white shirt seemed to become transparent in the sunlight, and he could almost see the direction of her lines inside the fat shirt.

The full upper circumference in his memory, the slender waist he seems to be able to pinch with one hand, it is very soft, and when he is emotional, he can almost fold her around......

Memories flooded into my brain like a tidal wave, and my lower abdomen instantly tensed.

She was like a magnet, drawing him closer to her, trying to get closer.

He didn't even know when he had walked up to her.

It was his gaze that was too aggressive and domineering, Aimu subconsciously put his legs close together, but he felt that his knees were so numb that he couldn't move, and watched him walk in front of him.

"Mr. Si......" she shouted nervously, her heart pounding.

He still didn't respond, but his hand had already touched her slender neck.

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