Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 497 Long Pain is worse than Short Pain
Qi Shaoqin howled suddenly, as if breaking all the defenses in his heart.

"Hey..." Ji Mo let out a weak sigh.

Nothing has ever stopped him.

But at this moment, a little helpless.

Ji Mo raised his hand, but didn't take it back, he just kept it like that, and was a little silly, seeing her endless snot and tears, he felt powerless from the bottom of his heart, "A person in his twenties, how can he look like a child."

Qi Shaoqin cried for a while, but no one came to comfort her. Ji Mo sat aside without saying a word. She was tired of crying, and raised her head to stare at him with a hoarse voice, "You really want to stay in my house ?”

"Otherwise?" Ji Mo saw that she had finally stopped crying, and his heart relaxed slightly. On the surface, he was as calm as before, and said to her casually: "You have also been to my house, whether it is my bed or my food. , Nowhere can compare to your home. I gave up going back to my comfortable home and came to live in your home. Do you think I want to live in your home? I do this because you saved me. I don't want to owe you kindness and be used as a threat by you in the future."

"Who do you think I am! Who is going to blackmail you! Hurry up!" Qi Shaoqin chased him away like a fly.

Ji Mo shook his head indifferently and said: "That's not okay, although I really want to go back to my comfortable home now, but in the future, if you use the kindness to save my life today to force me to do something I don't want to do... I might as well just stay at your house, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and pay off your kindness earlier, so as not to be controlled by others in the future."

What Ji Mo said was true, Qi Shaoqin's teeth itched in anger, "Am I that kind of person? I said I can't, I won't, you..."

Ji Mo shook his head and sighed: "People's hearts are the most fickle. Aren't you the best example? First you like to apply for a wish, and then you like my adopted son Ji Xiyuan. It's hard to say what will happen in the future. I just want to prevent some Trouble, and if I stay and take care of you, I can feel more at ease, lest you make your wound worse by eating and drinking, and then rely on me, I can't tell."

Qi Shaoqin had never been so powerless.

This deadly disease is like a dog skin plaster, it can't be peeled off after sticking to her body.

It just seemed like what he said was reasonable.

"I think this porridge is not bad, aren't you already hungry?" Ji Mo filled a bowl of porridge from the thermos stew pot, brought it in front of her, and said warmly.

"Mind your own business! You take it away, I won't eat it!" Who wants to eat his porridge.

Seeing Qi Shaoqin turning his head away angrily, with bulging cheeks, looking like an angry little goldfish, the corners of Ji Mo's lips curled up slightly, "Understood, your shoulder is injured, it's inconvenient, then let me feed you. "

"Who wants you to feed! Take it away, take it away!" Qi Shaoqin almost jumped up, because the movement was too violent, and pulled the wound on his shoulder, "...Hiss, it hurts..."

Ji Mo saw that the gauze on her shoulder was quickly soaked red with blood, frowned, and sighed: "Hey, if you are so dishonest, you may leave scars in the future, and you may have to rely on me."

Seeing Ji Mo put down the bowl and stretch out his hand towards her, Qi Shaoqin subconsciously avoided, "What are you going to do again! It's not bad that you have to feed me porridge, otherwise I can be so excited... It's all because of you... "

(End of this chapter)