Measuring Temperature Can Be Very Sweet

Bo Jiu's thoughts grewer heavier as her gaze was sweeping past the thermometer at the side.

After a moment, she brought it to the Almighty along with some flu medicine.

Although Qin Mo cooperated, Bo Jiu couldn't tell how he was feeling at the moment.

After having finished eating the medicine, he remained motionless, seemingly prompting her to take his temperature.

It was time to test whether she was really a gentleman because she would have to remove his clothes…

She had to keep it in!

Bo Jiu waved the thermometer. When the mercury in the thermometer was at a suitable temperature, she knelt on the blanket. Her left hand prepared to remove his pyjamas ━ but she kept her actions in check as she only opened the first button.

Qin Mo placed the magazine down while looking at her. "Do you think it'll be accurate like this?"

He pressed down, pulling the youngster's palms onto his chest.