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

Lu Beiting pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her face to meet his deep gaze.

"You little liar, you've completely fooled me, isn't that fun?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of barely perceptible hurt.

Lin Qian was pressed down by his heavy body and could not move at all. Her chest was squeezed so hard that she could not breathe.

Her face, already flushed from the fever, became even more radiant, like a ripe peach, tempting one to pick it.

"I'm sorry," Lin Qian turned her head away, her eyes moist, "I just... didn't want to continue entangled with you."

Lu Beiting sneered as if he had heard something funny, "It's no use. Even if you get married and have children, I will still haunt you like a ghost."

After saying that, Lu Beiting lowered his head and gently kissed her rounded shoulder with a mixture of punishment and possessiveness.

A faint ring of teeth marks remained on the woman's fair skin.

Like his signature mark.

very beautiful.

Lin Qian placed her hands on his broad shoulders, her eyes wide with terror, her body trembling slightly with fear. "Lu Beiting, you...you there..."

The man then slowly stood up.

Lu Beiting was wearing dark pajama pants, and there was a very obvious crease on them, which was extremely eye-catching and could not be ignored.

It outlines a burgeoning desire.

Lin Qian quickly closed her eyes, her ears burning red, and pleaded, "I still have a fever, please don't do anything rash... I'll die."

Lu Beiting stared at her feverish appearance, his throat tightening. After several seconds, he forced down the heat in his abdomen and got up to go into the bathroom.

He slammed the door shut.

Lin Qian was itching to make a move.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lu Beiting suddenly opened the door and said sharply:

"Just a heads up, don't even think about sneaking away while I'm taking a shower, or I'll drag you back and kill you."

Lin Qian, who was just about to sneak away, thought to herself: "..."

An hour later, Lu Beiting finished taking a cold shower and walked out of the bathroom.

The bedroom was quiet, with only a dim bedside lamp lit.

Lin Qian had fallen into a deep sleep, probably due to the effects of the medicine.

Her breathing was even, her fair face serene, and her alluring pink lips glistened with a thin layer of moisture.

Lu Beiting had a bellyful of questions and lessons to say, but his anger vanished instantly upon seeing those sleepy eyes.

He sat on the edge of the bed and silently reached out to tuck the blanket around her.

"Lin Qian, you really fooled me terribly."

Fortunately, it was a lie.

He almost became a shameless and despicable person whom even he himself despised.

He was almost driven mad with jealousy.

He almost couldn't control his emotions and forced himself to spend the whole night with her.

-

Lu Beiting gently closed the door, turned around and went into the study next door, and dialed Xiao Si's number.

"What did you say?" Xiao Si's shocked voice came from the other end of the phone. "She doesn't have a boyfriend, she was just lying to you? Then you have a great chance!"

Lu Beiting leaned back in his leather chair, a smile unconsciously curving his lips. "Mm."

"Oh, that's good," Xiao Si breathed a sigh of relief on the other side.

As long as she doesn't have a boyfriend, it's fine; as long as Brother Lu doesn't become a mistress, it's fine.

Otherwise it would be too explosive.

Xiao Si grinned and said, "So how are you feeling right now? Aren't you super happy and excited? Don't you wish you could set off firecrackers all over the capital to celebrate?"

Lu Beiting, expressionless, uttered a single word: "Get lost."

Xiao Si wasn't annoyed and pressed on with interest, "So what are your plans next?"

Lu Beiting: "What do you think?"

"Um..." Xiao Si thought seriously for a few seconds, "If you ask me, you should pester her like a ghost until she agrees to get back together. I just don't believe that she can remain unmoved and fall at your feet when faced with a sexy and seductive top-tier man like you."

After a long while, Lu Beiting's lips curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

Continue until she agrees to get back together.

He didn't believe Lin Qian had no feelings for him.

-

In the morning, the warm and gentle sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window.

After sleeping through the night, Lin Qian's fever had almost subsided, and her head was gradually less dizzy than before.

She picked up the thermometer and measured her temperature: 36.6 degrees Celsius, normal.

After washing up, I left the bedroom.

Seeing the steaming porridge on the table, Lin Qian had no choice but to sit down and eat breakfast under Lu Beiting's meaningful gaze.

There were also cold medicine and a lemon candy on the table, which looked like they were specially made for her to relieve the bitterness.

Lu Beiting sat down opposite her naturally, his tone indifferent, as if asking casually, "Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"there is none left……"

"Okay, eat up."

He seemed unusually easy to talk to today, and there was even a smile in his eyes.

He seems... to be in a good mood?

Lin Qian sat down with suspicion.

The porridge on the table was clearly made by Lu Beiting himself. Lin Qian carefully took a sip of the porridge and suddenly realized that this bowl of porridge was actually... quite delicious.

Did her sense of taste become impaired after she had a fever?

Lu Beiting sat opposite her, watching the woman drink her porridge.

Lin Qian's skin was exceptionally fair, like a flawless piece of jade, translucent and exquisite. Because she had been drinking hot porridge, her pink lips were full and moist from the heat.

It opens and closes like flower petals glistening with dew.

Lu Beiting's eyes darkened.

I owe you a favor.

Lin Qian could also strongly feel the man's straightforward and undisguised gaze.

It looked like it would pounce on her any second and devour her alive.

Startled, Lin Qian quickly drank her porridge and finished her medicine. She hurriedly packed her things, saying, "Um... thank you so much this time. If you ever get sick in the future, you can ask me for help. I'll head back now."

She walked quickly toward the door.

But as she passed Lu Beiting's position, her slender wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by him.

Lin Qian was gently pulled to the side, and instantly lost her balance, falling sideways onto the man's strong and powerful thighs.

"Lu Beiting..." Lin Qian exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck, "What are you doing!"

Lu Beiting swallowed hard, his arm naturally encircling her waist. "Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

Lin Qian thought about it carefully and sincerely thanked her again: "Well... thank you for taking care of me last night."

"and then?"

"And... the porridge you made this time was delicious," Lin Qian said, forcing herself to speak.

That's it?

"No, that's all."

"About how you deceived me with that fake boyfriend," Lu Beiting still held a grudge. "Lin Qian, let's settle this score."

Lin Qian's mind was buzzing. She tried to push him away, but he held her even tighter, leaving almost no gap.

The heat and hardness of the man's body made her scalp tingle.

Lin Qian's voice trembled slightly, and she shifted uncomfortably, "What account are we settling?"

"No one has ever dared to play this trick on me before," Lu Beiting's hot breath brushed against her neck, "How do you think you can make it up to me?"

Lin Qian lowered her head guiltily, biting her lip slightly, and remained silent.

"Answer." Lu Beiting pinched her waist hard.

Lin Qian's eyes reddened with pain, and a surge of grievance welled up inside her. "Yes, I lied to you. But you're just my ex-boyfriend. You have no right or right to care whether I have a boyfriend now—uh! uh?!"

She hadn't finished complaining.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lu Beiting lowered his head, filled with anger, and punished her by sealing her soft lips with a kiss...