Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

We returned to the Xifu Villa at 6 PM.

The warm orange glow of the sunset softly spread throughout the bedroom through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lu Beiting once again skillfully carried the person home and placed them on his bed.

The private doctor was already prepared with his medical kit. After taking her temperature, he reported in a low voice:

"Mr. Lu, the patient has a common fever of 39.1℃. Take antipyretics as soon as possible and rest. Be sure to give him small amounts of warm water frequently to prevent dehydration."

Lin Qian nestled in the soft blankets, her consciousness seemingly floating on clouds, faintly hearing the doctor's voice.

Her body was fluctuating between hot and cold, sometimes feeling like she was in an ice cellar, and other times like she was being boiled in a pot, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

In a daze, she felt a refreshing coolness on her forehead; it was a damp towel, which was changed every now and then.

Lin Qian opened her eyes groggily.

"Lu Beiting? How come you... have appeared again?" Her voice was muffled, yet soft and weak.

Lin Qian thought it was a dream.

Moreover, why are there so many Lu Beitings in front of her, one, two, three...?

Lu Beiting looked down at her, his voice cold, "You really don't want to see me?"

Lin Qian didn't speak, just quietly looked at him, her eyes moist and shimmering with tiny waves of light.

After a long while, she shook her head, then nodded.

Lu Beiting laughed in anger, his temple veins throbbing.

"Last time it was a stomachache, this time it's a fever. Don't you cherish your own body?"

"...No," Lin Qian explained gently, "I took cold medicine this morning, but I didn't expect it to be this serious."

In the past, when she wasn't feeling well, she would just take a pill, bear with it, and her body would get better on its own.

I never expected it to be this serious.

Looking into the woman's pitiful eyes, Lu Beiting's heart softened, and he began to feed her with a spoon, coldly ordering:

"Open your mouth and take your medicine."

Lin Qian struggled to sit up, leaned against the cushion, and obediently opened her mouth to take a sip.

When had Lu Beiting ever served someone like this before? Now he patiently fed her with a spoon.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qian turned her head away with a hint of resistance, her voice thick with a nasal tone, "I don't want to drink it, it's too bitter."

Lu Beiting picked up a lychee soda candy from the table next to him and said coldly, "If you don't take your medicine, you'll burn yourself out in a minute."

He said meaningfully, "When you become stupid, I'll tie you to this bed day and night and make you cry."

"!!!"

After saying that, under Lin Qian's shocked gaze, Lu Beiting pinched her cheeks, forced her mouth into an "O" shape, and poured the medicine into her mouth little by little.

"Cough...cough cough!" Lin Qian couldn't help coughing after drinking the medicine, and her face turned red.

Lu Beiting lifted his eyelids and asked in a deep voice, "Is it really that bitter?"

Lin Qian nodded repeatedly and gave a very soft "hmm".

The bitter taste of the medicine still lingered in my mouth.

My tongue is going numb.

Lin Qian pursed her lips uncomfortably, just about to drink some plain water.

The next second, Lu Beiting's cold and alluring face suddenly magnified, and he decisively lowered his head to kiss her lips deeply.

The man's burning heat enveloped her entirely in the shadows, blocking out the light above her head.

"Mmm..." Lin Qian couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her voice becoming uncontrollably soft and charming.

She was forced against the headboard, with the man's hot, heavy body in front of her, his rounded breasts squeezed beyond recognition.

Lu Beiting easily pried open her lips and launched a fierce attack.

He had a soda candy in his mouth, and the sweet lychee flavor instantly filled both of their mouths.

"you……!"

Lin Qian slowly opened her eyes wide, her whole body trembling, a layer of pink mist faintly spreading across her porcelain-white and delicate skin.

"Ugh..." She instinctively fell backward, her eyes misting over, pleading softly, "Lu Beiting, please don't..."

Lu Beiting remained unmoved and instead pressed his body against hers, forcefully grabbing her slender waist in an aggressive manner.

Lin Qian's waist was already sensitive, and at this moment her entire tailbone felt weak and itchy, almost making her cry.

She tried to push Lu Beiting away.

It can't be pushed.

Encouraged, the man became even more ruthless and controlling towards her, appearing completely at ease.

Before long, the sweet lychee candy melted away, diluting the bitter taste of the medicine in her mouth.

Perhaps due to her fever, Lin Qian was almost suffocating from the kisses, feeling weak all over, like a dying little fish, trapped and unable to struggle.

She whimpered softly, her eyes pleading for mercy.

Until her face turned completely red.

Lu Beiting then released her lips, looking at her with lingering desire, his eyes so intense they were almost laced with tears.

"Is it sweet enough now?"

"!!"

Lin Qian's cheeks were burning hot, and her voice grew even softer: "Lu Beiting, why are you bullying a patient?"

She breathed softly, her chest heaving. In the dim light, her fair skin appeared even more translucent and pink, and her lips were tinged with a grapefruit-like luster.

Lu Beiting chuckled softly, having tasted the sweetness of her newfound affection, and gradually approached her.

"Did I bully you?"

Immediately afterwards, the man pressed down on her hands and bit her lips even harder, his attack aggressive, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

The scalding breath entered my mouth like a storm.

She was not given any chance to breathe or think.

Lin Qian's eyes widened, and she involuntarily gripped the bed sheet, her whole body trembling.

Her lips seemed numb, and she felt weak all over, gradually losing all sensation.

After what seemed like an eternity, Lu Beiting finally released her. Looking at her pitiful state, which appeared to have been roughly handled, he said in a hoarse voice, "This is what you call bullying, understand?"

Besides, what if he really wanted to bully her?

She'll probably be exhausted from lying in this bed for the next few days; she doesn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

Lin Qian was so dizzy from the kisses that even her most basic thinking abilities gradually disappeared.

She met the man's predatory gaze, and after a long pause, she murmured:

"Lu Beiting, why don't you... take me home?"

A lone man and a lone woman.

Sharing a room.

She knew without even thinking that Lu Beiting would definitely try to take advantage of her that night.

Her lips might be swollen again tomorrow, like they've been stung by a bee.

"Shall I take you home?"

The man's expression darkened slightly.

Lu Beiting sneered as if he had heard a joke, mercilessly mocking her:

"You go back, and then what? You let your unreliable boyfriend take care of you? What, is he as good a take care of you as I am?"

A faint sour smell wafted through the air, so sour it was suffocating.

Lin Qian took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, and her lips trembled: "Actually, he and I—"

"Enough," Lu Beiting interrupted her abruptly, "I don't want to hear about you and him."

What else does Lin Qian need to explain?

Lu Beiting reached out without hesitation and precisely pinched her cheek, forcing her to remain silent.

Forced to mute.

Lin Qian: "Hmm..."

Lu Beiting swallowed hard and forcefully turned her face toward him, their eyes meeting.

"Is he really that good in your eyes? Lin Qian, think more about the two of us. Do you remember that time when I had a high fever?"

Lin Qian's eyelashes trembled as those ambiguous memories flooded back.

Do you remember? Of course she remembers.

She remembered every single detail related to Lu Beiting.

They were juniors in college that year, and hadn't been dating for long.

When Lin Qian spoke to him on the phone, his voice sounded hoarse and something seemed off.

Later, she sent messages and made phone calls to Lu Beiting, but he never replied.

Lin Qian was worried, so she skipped a class on moral education without hesitation, took the subway to the villa next to his school, and broke in by entering the password.

Lu Beiting was lying diagonally on the bed, breathing heavily, his voice hoarse, "Why are you here?"

Lin Qian touched his burning forehead, her voice urgent, "Lu Beiting, you're on fire!"

That afternoon, she stayed by Lu Beiting's side, feeding him medicine, changing his towels, and even calling Lu Beiting's private doctor, quietly keeping watch over him.

In the evening, Lu Beiting gradually improved.

The man still had a fever, but his mind was much clearer. He pinned her down, displaying a wanton and unrestrained demeanor.

"Sweetie, would you like to try some hot **?"