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

He buried his head in the softness of her chest, his forehead against her heart, feeling her equally rapid heartbeat.

His voice was hoarse.

"I'm afraid you'll regret it."

Shen Ruo was stunned for a moment.

Regret?

Her biggest regret now is that he stopped.

Her whole body was screaming, every cell was shouting, "I want it! I want it! I want it!"

He told her, "Are you afraid you'll regret it?"

What kind of international joke is this?

She'll secretly smile if she finds any bran in her food, okay?

Shen Ruo ran her fingers through his hair and gently pulled it back, forcing him to look up into her eyes.

I have no regrets.

Qi Wenshen looked at her.

Her eyes were misty, filled with desire.

His tone was firm, without a trace of hesitation.

His eyes changed.

Qi Wenshen was moved again, and this time he did not stop.

He scooped her out of bed, held her in his arms, and strode toward the bathroom.

Shen Ruo's legs were wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, and she clung to him like a koala.

She didn't know why he went to the bathroom.

Is the bed uncomfortable?

Why did you carry her to the bathroom?

But she didn't ask.

Because she could no longer utter a complete sentence.

The bathroom door was closed.

The sound of water could be heard.

Through the frosted glass door, you could only see two figures overlapping, making it impossible to tell who was who.

The rushing water drowned out most of the noise, but occasionally a few muffled groans could be heard, making people blush and their hearts race.

Shen Ruo's voice came from inside, broken and choked with sobs, "Qi Wenshen, you... um..."

Then there was silence, only the sound of water and the intertwined breathing of the two people.

Two hours later.

The bathroom door finally opened.

White steam billowed out from the cracks in the door, filling the room and softening the light.

Qi Wenshen carried Shen Ruo out of the bathroom.

Both of them were naked.

Water droplets, still clinging to Qi Wenshen's skin, trickled down the lines of his muscles.

Shen Ruo nestled in his arms, curled up, her hair wet and clinging to her cheeks, the blush on her face still lingering, and her lips swollen twice as much as usual.

She had no strength left.

It was completely drained, leaving not a trace.

He didn't even have the strength to lift his arm, let alone walk.

All she could do was stare.

She glared at Qi Wenshen.

Those big, watery eyes were wide open, filled with dissatisfaction.

The dissatisfaction wasn't because he bullied her, but because the way he bullied her was wrong.

Shen Ruo mentally ranted and raved.

The two of them stayed in the bathroom for a full two hours.

She thought it was finally going to happen, her palms were sweating with nervousness, and her heart was racing with anticipation.

The results of it?

As a result, the man, for some unknown reason, kissed her entire body and touched every inch of her, arousing her to the point of ecstasy, until he stopped at the very last step.

Shen Ruo looked down at the inside of her thighs, which were red.

Her face burned; thinking of what had just happened, her face flushed again.

Qi Wenshen tried it several times.

Every time, he teases her to the brink of collapse, making her think that they are about to become one, but every time he stops at the last moment.

Shen Ruo's pouting was not harmful at all, because her pink lips were pouting, and she looked like she was being coquettish.

Qi Wenshen put her in the quilt.

Shen Ruo huddled under the covers, only her face showing.

She looked at Qi Wenshen sitting on the edge of the bed, still feeling resentful.

She just couldn't understand it.

They've gone to such lengths to be proactive, shouldn't a normal man just pounce on them at this point?

Seeing her angry expression, Qi Wenshen couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her pouting lips.

Don't think that this will stop me from getting angry.

Shen Ruo pouted even more.

Qi Wenshen couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her again, this time for a little longer. He pressed his lips against hers, slowly sucked on them, and then pulled away.

Shen Ruo's breathing became unsteady again.

Qi Wenshen straightened up, looked down at her, reached out and brushed away the damp stray hairs on her forehead, his fingertips paused between her eyebrows, then slid down her nose and landed on her lips.

"Wait."

He said.

What are you waiting for?

Shen Ruo looked puzzled.

In Qi Wenshen's eyes, there was a tenderness he had never shown to anyone before. "When you truly fall in love with me, I'll make sure you can't even get out of bed."

Shen Ruo's heart suddenly ached.

Have I truly fallen in love with him?

Doesn't she count now?

She thought she had long ago, but that's not right.

She liked him.

But is that love?

What is love?

Would you be willing to die for him?

Is she willing to spend her whole life with him?

Or do you get insanely jealous when you see him standing with other people?

she does not know.

Qi Wenshen is giving her time to think things through.

Shen Ruo's eyes suddenly became a little wet.

He was leaving her a way out.

Even though she was already on the edge of a cliff, he still laid out a safety net behind her, just in case she wanted to turn back.

Shen Ruo reached out and grabbed his fingers.

"Qi Wenshen".

"Um?"

Qi Wenshen's gaze fell on her face.

"Good night."

Qi Wenshen looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Good night."

The next morning, when Shen Ruo appeared unsteadily in the restaurant, Shen Yulan exclaimed in surprise, "Ruo Ruo, why didn't you sleep well either?"

Shen Ruo was stunned for a moment.

and also?

Who else?

She turned her head and saw Qi Wenshen holding a cup of black coffee. The dark circles under his eyes were so thick that they couldn't even be hidden by his cold face.

He also had dark circles under his eyes.

Shen Ruo's gaze swept over the dark circles under his eyes, and thinking of last night, her face involuntarily flushed.

Shen Ruo sat down with her head down, stirring the porridge in her bowl with her chopsticks. "I was watching a short drama tonight and forgot the time. Before I knew it, it was two or three in the morning."

Shen Yulan said "oh" without asking any further questions. She picked up her bowl of porridge, took a sip, and muttered, "These short dramas nowadays, I don't know what's so good about them. Each episode is only two or three minutes long, and if you keep watching them, it'll never end. I'm afraid I'll ruin my eyes."

"Okay, Auntie."

Shen Ruo nodded obediently.

While picking up dumplings, she secretly gave Qi Wenshen a coquettish glare.

That glance had no lethality; instead, it was like a hook.

Qi Wenshen paused slightly in the coffee cup he was holding.

My heart fluttered at that one glance.

He used to be a man of few desires, his daily life revolving around surgery, unlike his current intense desires.

But now, just one look from Shen Ruo makes him feel like he's been set on fire.

After Shen Yulan finished eating, she said, "You all take your time eating. I'm going upstairs to change. I have an appointment with Mrs. Wang to get my hair done today."

"Take care, Auntie."

Only after hearing the door close did she turn around and whisper to Qi Wenshen, "It's all your fault."

Qi Wenshen, holding his coffee cup, glanced at her and asked, "What's it to my fault?"