Not long.

Led by Jin Wunian, Jun Mo and An Ruoxi came to a box on the top floor of the hotel.

It is the supreme box that even the richest man can't get in.

"Master, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you for now."

After opening the door, Jin Wunian said goodbye.

"Then Uncle Jin will go and get busy first."

Jun Mo nodded, then stepped into the box.

An Ruoxi who was following him looked at the box with great interest.

It looks like more than three hundred square meters.

The decoration is very quaint.

In addition to a huge dining table, there are also sofas, refrigerators, tea machines, TVs and other things in the box.

There is a huge fish tank in the corner, in which several kinds of rare ornamental fish are swimming loosely.

"It really doesn't look like a hotel box, but rather like a living room at home."

Looking at the furnishings in the box, An Ruoxi chuckled lightly.

"You're right. This box is decorated after the living room of my Jun's old house."

"Okay, don't stand still, let's sit on the sofa for a while, the meal will have to wait for a while."

Jun Mo nodded and called An Ruoxi to sit down.

………………

Time passed slowly.

The two sat on the sofa chatting, talking and laughing.

The waiter in the hotel finally delivered the food.

Four dishes and one soup, not very rich.

But it was enough for Jun Mo and An Ruoxi.

After the waiter arranged the food, he slowly retreated to the door of the box.

"Ruoxi, let's eat."

Jun Mo greeted him, got up and sat down at the dining table.

"OK."

An Ruoxi smiled, and came to sit next to Jun Mo from the sofa.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

Both of them ate quietly.

But I just ate half of it.

Jun Mo's gaze inadvertently fell on An Ruoxi's face, but he found something was wrong.

I saw delicate beads of sweat on her forehead.

His face, which was quite normal at first, was completely devoid of blood at the moment, extremely pale to the extreme.

"Ruoxi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's a bit cold, you can turn up the temperature of the air conditioner.

"cold?"

Hearing An Ruoxi's words, Jun Mo turned his head and glanced at the air-conditioning cabinet not far away, it was only twenty-three degrees.

This temperature is neither cold nor hot.

"Ruoxi, do you have a fever?"

As Jun Mo said, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, and put his hand on An Ruoxi's smooth and white forehead.

"It's ice!"

Jun Mo frowned slightly.

At this moment, An Ruoxi's forehead is like a block of ice.

"Her natural cold pulse is about to flare up, right?"

Looking at An Ruoxi, Jun Mo secretly thought.

At this time.

An Ruoxi, who was sitting on the chair, began to tremble slightly.

The exhaled air is cold.

Seeing her like this, Jun Mo was basically sure.

An Ruoxi must have been born with a cold pulse.

"Ruoxi, let me carry you to the sofa and lie down."

With that said, Jun Mo directly hugged An Ruoxi by the waist.

The frail body seems to be boneless, and it is very light to hold.

A faint virgin fragrance entered Jun Mo's nostrils.

Not to mention, it smells good.

Jun Mo's sudden action made An Ruoxi extremely shy.

Although she was thirty-two years old, she hadn't had a boyfriend yet, and it was the first time she was hugged by a man.

Leaning on Jun Mo's chest, Jun Mo's heat continued to spread to her body through the clothes, An Ruoxi's pale face turned slightly rosy.

soon.

Jun Mo carried her to the sofa.

"Jun Mo, turn up the air conditioner, I'm cold..."

An Ruoxi spoke with a trembling voice, every time she opened her mouth, cold air would come out of her mouth.

"Ruoxi, I happen to know some medical skills, let me help you take a look."

"No need, this is an old problem of mine, and it can't be cured."

An Ruoxi forced a smile on her face, and refused Jun Mo's help to see her doctor.

Jun Mo knew that she was born with a cold pulse, how could An Ruoxi herself not know?

This disease has tortured her for thirty-two years, and there is no cure at all.

Even if Jun Mo knows medical skills, An Ruoxi doesn't think that Jun Mo can cure her illness at all.

"Ruoxi, let me take a look, maybe I can cure you."

While talking, Jun Mo pretended to put his hand on An Ruoxi's pulse, as if to diagnose the pulse.

Naturally, Jun Mo doesn't see a doctor.

However, he just happened to know how to treat this disease.

As the resentful disciple of ghost doctor Li Changhe, Jun Mo practiced with Li Changhe on the mountain for several months, and read a few medical books when he was bored.

One of the medical books recorded how to heal An Ruoxi's naturally cold pulse.

In the original book, Ye Tian used the method recorded in the medical book to cure An Ruoxi.

You have to do everything in acting, Jun Mo said after feeling his pulse for a while, frowning.

"Ruoxi, if I'm not wrong, your disease should have been brought out from your mother's womb, and you will have this disease every year."

Hearing Jun Mo's words, An Ruoxi was slightly surprised.

"How did you know?"

"Of course it was diagnosed by pulse diagnosis."

Jun Mo pretended to be profound and took a look at An Ruoxi.

"It's a pity, if only you met me earlier."

"If you had met me earlier, you wouldn't have been tortured by illness for so long."

Saying that, Jun Mo couldn't help but sigh regretfully.

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