After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

Zhou Lan: [Why don't you come down to eat?]

Shen Ruo: [Tired.]

Zhou Lan sent an eye-rolling emoji: 【Wait, I'll bring it to you.】

The cafeteria was busiest at that time, with long queues at the food windows and the air filled with the aroma of food.

Zhou Lan squeezed through the window with her tray and immediately said, "Auntie, four chicken drumsticks."

Zhou Ke, who was behind Zhou Lan in line, twitched his lips and glanced down at Zhou Lan's plate. "You're eating so much meat, be careful you don't get as fat as a pig."

Zhou Lan raised her head, chin held high, and said, "Mind your own business."

Zhou Ke gritted his teeth: "..."

I want to cancel her card again.

As Zhou Lan turned around, she saw Qi Wenshen carrying a tray of food walking towards her from the opposite side.

Thinking that she wanted to seduce Wei Jing, she walked towards him.

Zhou Lan picked up two chicken legs and placed them next to his plate.

"Dr. Qi, your cousin isn't coming down for dinner. These two chicken legs are what she ordered. Could you please take them up to her in the break room?"

Qi Wenshen, who had been frowning slightly and was about to pick up his chopsticks to put them back, relaxed his brows upon hearing this and nodded.

Zhou Lan turned and left without looking back.

Qi Wenshen watched her retreating figure, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

In the past, when Zhou Lan saw him, she would act like a dog seeing a bone, always finding various excuses to stay a little longer. But today, she actually left without saying a word.

Without thinking much, his gaze fell on the two chicken legs, and his lips twitched slightly. Shen Ruo had ordered them.

Zhou Lan carried her plate to an empty table and sat down. Just as she picked up her chopsticks, someone sat down opposite her.

Wei Jing.

He was wearing a white shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, holding a plate in his hand, and sporting his signature, warm smile.

"Zhou Lan, are you eating alone? Shen Ruo hasn't come down yet?"

Zhou Lan smiled sweetly. She hadn't really paid much attention to Wei Jing before, but now that she looked closely, well, he was indeed quite good-looking.

He has regular facial features, and through his white shirt, you can vaguely see that he has strong pectoral muscles. When he smiles, his almond-shaped eyes slant upwards, and he looks quite respectable.

Wei Jing was momentarily stunned by her smile, and his heart stirred slightly.

He hadn't paid much attention to Zhou Lan before; the girl was very outgoing and had a slightly silly smile.

But looking at him today, his features are actually quite handsome, especially his fox-like eyes, which are quite unique.

He sat down, of course, not for Zhou Lan's sake.

He was waiting for Shen Ruo.

Shen Ruo hasn't seen her today; perhaps she'll come later.

"Is Vice Dean Wei not busy today?"

Zhou Lan bit her chopsticks and looked at him with a smile.

Wei Jing smiled, "It's alright, the surgery this morning is over. Why hasn't Shen Ruo come for lunch yet?"

really.

Zhou Lan rolled her eyes inwardly, but her smile remained unchanged.

Of course she knew that Wei Jing was sitting there waiting for Shen Ruo.

It was a rare opportunity for her to sit face-to-face with Wei Jing, and she wanted to seize it.

Zhou Lan brushed it off casually, "She's a little tired today and plans to eat in the lounge. Vice Dean Wei, what do you think of this chicken leg? I think it's a bit too salty today."

The topic was subtly shifted.

Wei Jing politely replied, and the two of them started chatting casually.

Zhou Lan was witty and could keep up with anything. Wei Jing gradually found it quite relaxing to chat with this girl, unlike when he was talking to Shen Ruo, where he was nervous and afraid of saying something wrong that might upset her.

In the lounge, Shen Ruo was listlessly scrolling through her phone. She had eaten half a loaf of bread and taken a couple of sips of milk, but her mouth felt incredibly bland.

She was waiting for Zhou Lan's chicken leg; her stomach was already rumbling.

There was a knock on the door.

coming.

Shen Ruo's eyes lit up. She jumped off the chair, ran to open the door, and shouted, "So fast, Zhou Lan, I love you..."

The words got stuck in his throat.

Standing outside the door was Qi Wenshen.

He was holding a lunchbox.

He stood at the door, his face expressionless, but once his eyes fell on her, he couldn't look away.

"Cousin, it's you..."

Qi Wenshen didn't say anything, but stepped inside.

Then he closed the door.

With a click, the sound of the door lock closing was particularly clear in the quiet lounge.

Shen Ruo's ear tips instantly turned pink, like cherry blossoms in early March, slowly spreading from the ear tips to the base of the ear, and then from the base of the ear to the cheek.

She froze on the spot, unsure of where to look.

Why did he close the door?

This is the nurses' break room; anyone could come in at any time.

The head nurse comes to put things away, colleagues come to change clothes, and the cleaning lady comes to collect the trash. Why is he closing the door?

Qi Wenshen placed the lunchbox on the table.

"Why don't you go eat?"

He turned around and looked at her.

Shen Ruo stared at the lunchbox on the table; she was so hungry.

"tired."

"Too tired to go downstairs for dinner?"

"Um."

Qi Wenshen looked at her.

Her ears were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her two hands were tangled together in front of her, her fingers almost forming a knot.

He sighed inwardly.

This little girl can't even lie properly.

Why didn't you wait for me this morning?

He asked again.

Shen Ruo's gaze shifted from the lunchbox to a nail on the wall. The nail was driven in so straight that it was worth studying.

"I need to buy something."

"What is it?"

"It's just some things women use."

Qi Wenshen took a step forward.

Shen Ruo's breathing instantly became unnatural.

His faint minty scent wafted over her again, enveloping her from head to toe just like last night.

Shen Ruo's back was already pressed against the edge of the cabinet, with nowhere left to retreat.

She finally had to look up and meet his eyes.

Those eyes were so deep, like two dark pools of water, calm on the surface but turbulent beneath.

Qi Wenshen lowered his head.

Shen Ruo's pupils dilated instantly.

Wait, why are you being so enthusiastic right from the start?

Aren't you going to say a few words to start the conversation?

The next second, hot lips covered mine.

There was no probing, no hesitation, and no time for her to prepare.

His lips pressed down on hers with an undeniable domineering force, silencing all her words, excuses, and escape routes.

Shen Ruo's hand froze in mid-air, unsure whether to push him away or hug him.

What is he doing?

The lounge door wasn't locked, and someone could come in at any time. He kissed her yesterday, and he kissed her again today. What does that mean?

Does he like me?

Qi Wenshen didn't give her time to think.

His hand gripped the back of her head, his fingers threading through her hair, gently holding her head in place so she had nowhere to escape.

Then his tongue forcefully pried open her lips, plunging in with an almost greedy urge.

This kiss was different from last night's.

Last night was tentative, gentle, and marked by cautious restraint.

Not today.

Today's declaration is direct and domineering.

It's like stamping her with a seal that will never fade: You are mine.

Shen Ruo's legs started to feel weak again.

She ate bread and drank milk, so why can't she stand up?

This unscientific.

Her body was like a marshmallow soaking in warm water, melting little by little and collapsing downwards.

My knees felt weak, my back felt weak, even the fingers that were clenching my fists felt weak.

Her hand instinctively grabbed his clothes.

Qi Wenshen stroked her waist with one hand.

The warmth of that hand wafted through the thin nurse's uniform, circling her waist.

He moved his other hand down, cupped her shapely buttocks, and pressed her forcefully against himself.

Shen Ruo felt the fullness below his waist; she could feel the power that made her legs go weak even through his clothes.

She felt as if she had been electrocuted somewhere in her body; a tingling sensation exploded from there, shooting up her spine to the top of her head, and then down to her toes.

The father left, the son remained.

The four words "Zhou Lan" suddenly popped into her mind.

Shen Ruo's face instantly turned as red as if it could drip blood.

It wasn't because of the word itself, but because she realized that she might actually be able to do it.

His genes are indeed quite good.

He was 188 cm tall, had eight-pack abs, was a surgeon, had exceptional intelligence, and was the most handsome man she had ever seen.

If the father is indeed removed and the son is kept, then the quality of that father is absolutely top-notch.

But she dismissed the thought after only a few seconds.

Shen Ruo, wake up!

This is the nurses' break room.

The hallway is right outside this door, and colleagues could come in at any time.

The head nurse's locker is in this row; she'll be coming to pick something up this afternoon.

The cleaning lady has a key.

She was now being pressed against the cabinet by Qi Wenshen, her lips were numb from his kisses, her waist was burning from his touch, and his hand was still on her shapely buttocks.

If that were to actually happen, it would be incredibly exciting.

"Waaaaah..."

Shen Ruo began to struggle.

It wasn't the kind of feigned resistance; it was genuine panic.

She pushed against his chest with both hands, tilted her head back, and broke free of his lips, speaking hastily before she could even catch her breath.

"Cousin, let me go! This is the lounge, someone could come at any time."

Qi Wenshen's breathing was also unstable.

His chest heaved violently, his breathing was heavy and rapid, his forehead pressed against hers, nose to nose, and his eyes, which were usually as cold as ice, were now full of dark undercurrents.

His gaze fell on her slightly swollen lips, which were red from being kissed, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Are you still avoiding me?

His voice, hoarse from arousal, carried an irresistible pressure.

Shen Ruo shook her head frantically, "I'm not hiding anymore, I'm really not hiding anymore."

Why didn't you reply to my messages this morning?

He pressed on, his gaze fixed on her eyes, giving her no room to dodge.

Shen Ruo's voice trembled with a hint of grievance and tears, "I don't know how to answer you. Last night was an accident, and it won't happen again."

Qi Wenshen frowned slightly.

He looked into her misty eyes and felt a sharp pang in his heart.

Is she afraid of this?

Are you afraid he'll turn his back on you?

His hand tightened a little.

"It wasn't an accident."

Two words cut through all the ambiguity and uncertainty.

Shen Ruo's heart skipped a beat.

Her voice was as soft as water, "I really won't hide anymore, can you please let me go? This place really isn't suitable..."

Qi Wenshen stared at her for two seconds, then released his grip.

Shen Ruoruo felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She leaned against the cabinet, panting heavily. Her chest heaved violently, her face was still red, her lips were still swollen, and her hair was somewhat disheveled from his caresses. She looked like a flower ravaged by a storm, making her irresistible.

Qi Wenshen took a step back, but his gaze never left her.

His breathing gradually calmed down, but the undercurrent in his eyes had not completely subsided.

He reached out and cupped her face in his hands.

Her hands were large, almost covering her entire face, and her fingertips brushed against her cheeks, their calloused texture feeling rough.

His thumb gently brushed across her swollen lower lip, the movement so light it was like caressing a precious piece of porcelain.

"Wait for me after get off work tonight, okay?"

His voice had regained some of its steadiness, but it was still deep.

Shen Ru nodded frantically, "Okay, okay, I'll definitely wait for you. You go quickly..."

As she spoke, she pushed him, frantically opening the door to the lounge and shoving him out.

Qi Wenshen was pushed out the door by her, and stood in the corridor, glancing back at her.

Shen Ruo peeked half her head out from the crack in the door, her face still flushed, but she was trying to put on a calm expression. "I'll wait for you. You should hurry up and leave, it'll be troublesome if someone sees you."

Qi Wenshen frowned slightly.

Is it troublesome to just see it?

What's so shameful about him and her?

Before he could say anything, the door slammed shut.