Chapter 6 – Sweetheart from the Sky: The Gentle CEO’s Sweet Kiss (6)
Despite Xiao Bobao and He Yuchi’s continuous reassurance, Bai Mo couldn’t help but feel anxious during the examination. When the nurse reached out to unbutton his shirt, he clutched his chest tightly, his tearful face accusing the nurse of “shameless misconduct.”
He was a moral little snow ferret—his body could only be seen by his future partner, no one else!
“Mr. He…” The nurse, unable to handle the situation, immediately called for He Yuchi.
“Mo Mo, be good. The check-up will be over quickly, and then we can go home…”
A deep, warm voice lingered in his ears, while the man’s breath brushed against the delicate curve of Bai Mo’s ear. His fair earlobe, already round and petite, took on a faint pink hue. The fine baby hairs trembled in the airflow, and a numbing sensation seeped into his body, spreading through his nerves.
So this was what people meant when they said a voice was so good it could make your ears pregnant.
Bai Mo’s body went soft, collapsing into He Yuchi’s embrace. The latter gazed at the boy’s exquisite, blushing face, his heart overflowing with tenderness, his eyes so full of warmth they could almost turn tangible.
With his long, slender fingers, the man reached for Bai Mo’s shirt buttons, his voice low and affectionate.
“Mo Mo, let me help you unbutton it, okay?”
Bai Mo stared at the well-defined, jade-like hands before him, his little brain unable to find a suitable adjective to describe them. Completely entranced by the man’s beauty, he absentmindedly nodded in agreement.
One by one, the buttons came undone. As his sheep-fat jade-like skin met the cold surface of the medical instruments, Bai Mo gasped, instinctively trying to retreat. But with He Yuchi standing behind him, escape was impossible. The panicked little snow mink could only hold back his tears, clenching his fists in silent endurance.
“It’s okay… it’ll be over soon,” He Yuchi murmured, holding Bai Mo in a way that wouldn’t interfere with the examination. His voice was gentle and reassuring.
From the nurse’s perspective, however, the two appeared to be whispering intimately, adding an unexpectedly romantic warmth to the cold, sterile examination room.
Meanwhile, Xiao Bobao, having just finished checking on Crowe’s condition, turned back—only to find the male lead taking advantage of her host.
The anger she had just suppressed flared up again.
She pulled out a brand-new little voodoo doll.
Outside, the clear blue sky was suddenly struck by lightning.
The open window slammed shut with a loud bang, startling everyone in the room.
“It didn’t seem like it was going to rain…” the nurse muttered, glancing at the sky before removing her gloves to reopen the window.
Only Xiao Bobao knew the truth—the heavens were warning her.
She wasn’t allowed to harm the child of fate, or else her energy rewards would be deducted.
Right now, energy was her lifeline. Being choked at her weak spot, she had no choice but to reluctantly put away her curse tools, though she still glared daggers at He Yuchi.
You better behave yourself.
“Mo Mo, I picked out ten handsome guys for you. Once the check-up is over, we can take our time choosing. The world is big, and if you’re not satisfied, we have plenty of backups.”
Xiao Bobao flashed a friendly smile at He Yuchi.
Hugging his beloved young man, He Yuchi suddenly shivered, a thin layer of cold sweat forming on his back. He glanced toward the spot where Xiao Bobao was floating in midair. There was nothing there, but his sharp instincts told him that something unseen definitely existed.
Xiao Bobao—the tiny teddy-bear-like system—stammered nervously, “W-What do you think you’re doing? Y-You already have the female lead! D-Don’t get close to my Mo Mo! If you get close, you’ll become unlucky…”
Even though she knew He Yuchi couldn’t see her, she was still incredibly nervous. With a loud “Waaah!” she burst into tears.
It was purely because the male lead’s serious and intense gaze had frightened her.
Bai Mo made a noise at the right moment, successfully pulling He Yuchi’s attention back.
“Mo Mo, don’t move. Be good~”
Lowering his head, He Yuchi instantly returned to his gentle male lead persona from the novel, holding Bai Mo still as he squirmed uncomfortably.
“Mm… how much longer~” The boy’s soft and sweet voice carried a delicate tremble at the end, and that tiny quiver sent an earthquake through He Yuchi’s heart.
“Almost done.”
Mo Mo was acting spoiled—so cute.
He Yuchi’s delight manifested into floating pink bubbles, making Xiao Bobao clench her fists in frustration.
Hard. My fists are hard.
He Yuchi, just you wait.