The Overbearing CEO's Little Wildcat (44)

She thought it, and she did it.

She got up and quietly opened the door to the room next door with the spare key she had specifically found earlier.

However, as soon as he reached the bed, he was discovered.

"Who's there?"

Su Qiao shot up, her eyes scanning the figure by the bed with alert through the cold, white moonlight filtering in from the half-open curtains.

"It's me." He hadn't expected this little thing to be so vigilant.

Qin Mohan, who had originally planned to sneak into bed, had no choice but to speak up.

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Qiao breathed a slight sigh of relief, her tone a little annoyed, "What are you doing here?"

It was the middle of the night. How did this guy get in?

Qin Mohan stood by the bed, silent for a long time. So long that Su Qiao was starting to get impatient before he finally said, somewhat helplessly, "I have a headache."

He had indeed been suffering from severe headaches these past few days.

Especially after staring at his phone every day, he hadn't received a single word, apart from the four characters 'contact if needed.'

He hadn't even received a perfunctory 'good morning' or 'good evening,' which made his headache even worse.

Huh? When did the Darkening Value drop to 5/10?

444 had been watching things online all night, a little excited. It only noticed Qin Mohan had been in the room for a while.

It habitually scanned him and discovered an astonishing surprise.

The Great Demon King's Darkening Value had actually dropped from 8/10 to 5/10.

A drop of 3 points! What good deed did the Host do?

"If you have a headache, go see a doctor," Su Qiao said. "What good does telling me do?"

And then suddenly running into her room in the middle of the night to scare her.

Su Qiao rolled her eyes, thoroughly speechless.

Qin Mohan clearly saw the annoyed expression on her face in the moonlight streaming through the window and almost burst out laughing.

But for the sake of his objective, he suppressed it.

He showed a hint of weakness, sounding a bit down, "I haven't slept well for over half a month straight. I can only get about two hours of sleep a day at most."

If it were in front of others, he would never do such a thing.

No matter how bad his headache was or how much he couldn't sleep, he wouldn't show weakness or try to gain sympathy this way.

But in front of Su Qiao, he did it involuntarily.

In fact, even he was surprised by this.

Of course, if doing so could truly win her sympathy and achieve his goal, he wouldn't mind showing weakness.

"You have such severe insomnia?"

How did this man survive on two hours of sleep a day?

Su Qiao was very surprised.

Normally, looking at this man's cold, handsome face, she couldn't tell anything was wrong, except that he was a bit gloomy and impatient.

Qin Mohan imperceptibly curved his thin lips, then sat down on the edge of the bed and deliberately rubbed his somewhat sore eyes.

His voice also dropped a few octaves, carrying a hint of gloom:

"Yes, I was bitten by a poisonous snake before, and it left behind side effects. My eyes almost went blind too."

"The residual poison hasn't been cleared?"

Hearing him say he almost went blind, Su Qiao pulled back the thin blanket covering her and turned on the bedside lamp on the nightstand.

She turned and leaned closer to the man, carefully examining his eyes.

His pupils were dark brown and looked clear; there shouldn't be any problem.

However, there were indeed many red streaks at the corners of his eyes, and his lower eyelids were a bit bluish.

He really did look like he hadn't slept well in a long time.

Qin Mohan hadn't expected her to suddenly turn on the light, nor had he expected her to suddenly lean so close to him.

Her warm breath on his face made him instantly unsure how to react.

A flush spread across his cheeks at a visible speed, eventually turning even the tips of his ears red.

Especially when he smelled the familiar, pleasant pear blossom scent on her, his entire body stiffened.

He instinctively lowered his head, wanting to avert his gaze, but then found he didn't know where to look at all.