Mr. Bo’s Milk Sweetener is A Mermaid Omega

The neatly dressed Bo Sijue stepped onto the open deck, glanced at He Zheng approaching him, and said in a cold voice, “Go and prepare a suit of clothes that is about 1.75 meters tall and deliver it to the bathroom in my room.”

“Yes.”

He Zheng turned around to leave but was halted by Bo Sijue behind him.

He stopped and turned his head, only to see Mr. Bo, who had always been stern and unsmiling in the past, raise the corners of his lips for some unknown reason.

This smile differed from the murderous sneers he had seen before, making him feel both strange and scared.

As if he recalled something, Bo Sijue furrowed his brows and issued a new order.

“Never mind, just give me the clothes later.”

“Yes.”

Having received the instruction, He Zheng immediately walked away, fearing his CEO’s retribution for his earlier actions.

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A moment later, facing the wild sea breeze, Bo Sijue returned to the room with new clothes, but found no sign of the petite figure.

Ran away again?

With doubts, Bo Sijue pushed open the bathroom door. A rich, sweet fragrance of roses wafted to his face, penetrating his nostrils, causing his brows to involuntarily furrow.

Such a sweet scent had never existed in his world before, and he found it somewhat unfamiliar.

Regaining his composure, the man raised his eyes and observed, only to find the boy sleeping soundly in the bathtub like a pig, with white pearls scattered on the ground outside the bathtub.

Crying again, really squeamish.

Though he complained inwardly, he moved forward unconsciously.

Approaching the bathtub, he beheld the young man’s beautiful and serene face, inadvertently captivated by it.

The young man was naturally beautiful, but now his peaceful sleep made him appear exceptionally well-behaved, resembling an exquisite doll, stirring an unconscious desire to claim him.

When Bo Sijue realized his peculiar behavior, he abruptly withdrew his gaze, yet his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

‘What on earth is this?’

He lightly covered his chest with his hand, a trace of chill between his brows, as he gazed at the young man in the bathtub with burning eyes.

After quelling the turmoil in his heart, Bo Sijue delicately lifted a strand of the sleeping boy’s blue hair, a cryptic expression adorning his handsome face.

In the silent bathroom, his gaze lowered. The aqua blue fish tail of the boy’s lower body in the bathtub had reverted back to slender white legs.

Noticing bruises on the young man’s legs, Bo Sijue’s expression turned cold as he leaned over to retrieve the sleeping figure from the bathtub.

He cradled the young man in his arms, peering down, yet the young man remained deeply asleep.

How could he still unaware like this?

With such poor vigilance, it seemed he truly wasn’t sent by those people.

Placing the young man on the bed, Bo Sijue lowered his head, scrutinizing the young man’s slumbering face closely.

Their proximity was incredibly close at the moment, their noses nearly touching, breaths mingling…

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Bai Junluo, in his slumber, felt a surge of warm breath on his face, his long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

As Bo Sijue observed crystal liquid trickling from the corner of the young man’s mouth, the man’s expression froze, disgust lacing his tone.

“Aren’t you a mermaid? Why do you sleep like a pig?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sleeping boy suddenly opened his eyes as if he had heard it.

An enlarged handsome face loomed in front of Bai Junluo, startling him so much that he screamed.

“Ah! There’s a fierce ghost.”

Bai Junluo jerked back suddenly and accidentally collided with the mattress behind him.

“Ugh… it hurts!”

A wave of pain washed over him. Bai Junluo reached out, rubbing the back of his throbbing head. He looked at the man in front of him, tears welling up in his watery sapphire eyes, like a pitiful little boy who had been bullied.

Bo Sijue frowned, standing in front of the bed, feeling somewhat at a loss.

In the past, faced with such delicate individuals, he would have promptly ordered someone to remove them, out of sight and out of mind.

Yet, at this moment, confronting the young man before him, he found himself unable to utter those orders.

“Are you going to cry again? It’s just bumping your head, why do you like to cry so much?”

Being single since birth, the man lacked any comforting skills, his words were blunt.

Bai Junluo on the bed sniffed in frustration, little pearls streaming from his reddened eyes.

Bo Sijue’s emotions were complex. He had never encountered a man so averse to pain and so delicate.

A sudden hungry sound shattered the eerie silence of the scene.

Bai Junluo clutched his empty belly, a blush spreading across his fair cheeks involuntarily.

Ugh…, he was so hungry!

Seeing the pitiful expression on the young man’s face, Bo Sijue’s heart softened.

“Come, I’ll take you to eat.”

With that, he turned and strode out with his long strides.

Upon reaching the door, he realized there was no one behind him.

That boy didn’t follow?

Returning to the room with a gloomy expression, Bo Sijue found the young man lying on the bed, looking bewildered, tears still streaming down his face.

“Why are you crying again? Didn’t I say I’d take you to dinner!”

For the first time in his life, Bo Sijue suppressed his temper and inquired why.

Bai Junluo gazed at the man who had turned back. A glint of light flickered in his clear sapphire eyes. Then, he cautiously raised his head and spoke, “I’m in pain. I can’t walk.” The young man’s soft voice echoed, not so much as an answer, but more like a plea, causing a tremor through Bo Sijue’s entire being.

He really didn’t mean to be so harsh!

Bo Sijue stared ahead. There was nothing unusual about the young man’s face on the bed, yet he appeared particularly naive and innocent.

Trying to suppress the unsettling thoughts in his mind, Bo Sijue lifted the young man and carried him out the door.

Along the way, Bo Sijue glanced at the compliant young man nestled in his arms and felt an inexplicable frustration.

“Stupid thing, if something is wrong, just tell me. How am I supposed to know if you don’t?”

“What?”

Bai Junluo was momentarily distracted, failing to catch the man’s words clearly.

Seeing the young man’s bewildered expression, Bo Sijue’s face darkened. “Forget it, let’s go eat.”

Sensing the man’s mood turning bad again, Bai Junluo quickly lowered his head and nestled in his arms, not daring to say anything more.

What a strange man, he got angry at every turn!