C296 Her Spoils of War

He just borrowed it to sleep for a while. How could she...

Although it was an attempt.

But...

How did she become that kind of person! She was not that kind of person either!

While Qiao Sangyu was lost in her thoughts, Qi Mo had already stood up. He leaned against the bed and very naturally placed his palm on her forehead. He looked at her temperature and frowned as he muttered to himself