After a moment of tenderness, he murmured softly, "I’ll take a shower."
While he went to the bathroom, Gu Anxi yawned and stretched. So sleepy!
After Bo Xichen had showered, dressed in only a white robe, his tall, well-built figure was quite a sight. He dried the tips of his hair with a towel, then came over to pull up the blanket, murmuring, "Don’t pretend to sleep."
But Gu Anxi wasn’t pretending; she had really fallen asleep.
Professor Bo let out a long sigh, his heart a mix of exasperation and fondness. In the end, he let her be...
No longer sleepy, he simply grabbed his tablet and began to browse aimlessly. Then, a thought occurred to him, prompting him to open an app dedicated to horse and sports betting in Beicheng. Upon opening it, he saw that the total betting amount had reached over 300,000,000. Several large bets had been placed on Gu Mingzhu, each amounting to tens of millions. As for his own Miss No. 85, aside from a few scattered bets, there was even one large investment of 10,000,000. That certainly boosted his ego.
Bo Xichen chuckled but didn’t place a bet yet. He knew well the essence of gambling among the powerful and wealthy. It wasn’t just about hefty spending and skill; luck played a significant role too. After all, what if a supposedly sure-win contestant encountered an issue right before the event? Generally, the largest sums were wagered only after the contestants were on the field. Bets were placed only when everything appeared to be in order—contestants physically sound and looking fine—ensuring it was foolproof.
Bo Xichen put the tablet down and looked at the little rascal beside him. Honestly, falling asleep in such fluffy pajamas? When did she develop such a habit?
After Gu Anxi had a good night’s sleep, she woke up early the next morning but couldn’t escape someone’s amorous clutches... After he finally relented and let her go, she immediately ran into the bathroom. Her cheeks flushed a bright red, burning with heat.
Bo Xichen knocked from outside the door, "Gu Anxi, there’s no time for a shower. Hurry up, I’ll drop you off at school. You can have breakfast in the car."
She let out an UGH! and brushed her teeth with a vengeance.
Once in the car, the man in question handed her breakfast and a cup of hot soy milk.
Gu Anxi nibbled on her food, complaining, "Uncle, you’ve disrupted my studies." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
He started the car and chuckled. "Am I, then, less important than your studies?"
She gave him an odd look, then suddenly remembered something. "Wait, I have a package I didn’t pick up. I’ll go get it."
The car stopped. She tried to get out, but he held her hand. "The bag on the sofa? I’ll go get it." He glanced at her and smiled. "It’s better for you not to run around right now."
Gu Anxi muttered "Pervert!" under her breath and continued eating her breakfast in the car.
A moment later, Bo Xichen brought the document pouch to her. "What’s so precious in this?"
Gu Anxi sipped her soy milk quietly, not saying a word.
Bo Xichen didn’t ask again and drove her to school.
Gu Anxi’s behavior in class was now completely different. She now openly slept through classes, and the teachers not only ignored it but even indulged her. Professor Gao, in particular, would watch her with a very fond gaze. She’s just a child; isn’t it normal for children to like sleeping? Painting is such hard work; of course, she needs to catch up on her rest. He himself had been quite exhausted lately, admiring those paintings night after night until his eyes were about to give out.
Chu Yan saw Professor Gao’s fond expression and couldn’t help but laugh. After class, she pulled Gu Anxi aside to whisper, "Anxi, you have no idea the way Professor Gao looks at you! He looks just like a doting mother!"