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

"Sister Chen isn't coming today."

"I told her she doesn't need to come today."

Shen Ruo opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again.

So this person even planned out their escape route.

Shen Ruo sighed and tried to sit up from under the covers, but Qi Wenshen pulled her back slightly with the hand on her waist.

He wrapped his arms around her and gently pulled her into his embrace. The warmth of her skin against his touch spread through him like an electric current.

Shen Ruo's back was pressed against his chest, and she could feel his heartbeat, one beat after another, very fast.

Qi Wenshen moved his hand.

His fingertips started from her waist and slowly slid upwards along the curves of her body.

It glided over the concave curve of her waist, over the slightly protruding edge of her ribs, and down to the soft undulations of her chest, pausing for a moment at the edge.

Shen Ruo gave a soft hum, her voice barely audible, "Don't do this...it hurts my neck, and it looks bad."

Qi Wenshen lowered his head, his lips landing on the skin of her shoulder. "Not ugly."

Shen Ruo shrank her neck slightly when he kissed her, and couldn't help but twist her body when he touched her. "Get up... I have to go to work."

Qi Wenshen paused for a moment, then carefully turned her over, gently avoiding the back of her neck, so that she was facing him.

Shen Ruo: "..."

What do you want to do?

The two lay face to face, so close that she could see the curve of his eyelashes.

"Take a break today."

Shen Ruo was taken aback. "Rest?"

"Well, with your neck like this, it's best to rest for a day. I've already spoken to Wei Jing, and I asked him to tell Nurse Lin that you should also take a day off."

Shen Ruo opened her mouth, but found herself speechless.

She huddled under the covers, only her eyes showing, and said in a muffled voice, "Then... you can go out first."

Qi Wenshen raised an eyebrow at her, the corner of his mouth slowly widening into a smile. "What part of your body haven't I seen? Still shy?"

Shen Ruo's face felt a little hot.

She nudged him with her hand, "Then turn around."

Qi Wenshen looked into her shy, watery eyes and gently coaxed her, "It's still early, go back to sleep."

He said he was going back to sleep, but his hands were not behaving properly, sliding from her waist to her lower abdomen, and then down from her lower abdomen.

He looked at her, his gaze darkening slightly. "If your neck hadn't been injured, I would have fed it last night."

Shen Ruo's body trembled.

Whom to feed?

She understood perfectly well.

She instinctively swallowed, and a thought suddenly popped into her head: Could it be that he wants to make up for it now?

I didn't finish it last night, so I'm making up for it now?

Her heart was pounding.

Almost simultaneously, Qi Wenshen turned over.

His chest pressed against her back, his legs against hers, so close that there wasn't a single gap.

Qi Wenshen's hand gently stroked her chest.

Shen Ruo couldn't move around too much; the injury to the back of her neck prevented her from moving and she could only passively endure it.

His body pressed against her back and then pulled away, each closeness bringing a wave of heat that made her scalp tingle.

Shen Ruo bit her lip, trying to hold back from making a sound.

But her body gave an honest response.

Qi Wenshen was behind her, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

It felt like a very long time had passed before he finally let out a muffled groan.

He rested for a while, then propped himself up and saw Shen Ruo's overwhelming emotions.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips parted slightly, her chest rose and fell, and her exquisitely beautiful face was full of allure.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips. "Need any help?"

Shen Ruo nodded helplessly, collapsing there limply.

Qi Wenshen chuckled softly.

Shen Ruo felt herself rise into the sky and then fall to the ground. She mumbled incoherent words, and in the last moment, she couldn't help but scratch several marks on his arm with her fingers.

Qi Wenshen looked at her like this, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He leaned down and kissed her burning lips, then leaned against the headboard, pulling her into his arms and burying her face in the crook of his neck. Shen Ruo's breathing hadn't calmed down yet, and she leaned softly against him.

She felt something pressing against her stomach.

Shen Ruo's leg moved involuntarily.

"If you move around again, I won't care if your neck hurts or not."

Shen Ruo immediately stepped back a little. "Could you... put your clothes on first?"

"What's the rush? Take a shower first."

Shen Ruoyi thought about it and agreed.

"You go first, go back to your room to wash."

"it is good."

Shen Ruo hid under the covers.

Watching him get up.

With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and firm muscle lines, the curves from the shoulders to the waist and hips resemble a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Her face flushed again.

She was completely powerless against Qi Wenshen.

Qi Wenshen did not immediately return to his room. After Shen Ruo's protests were ignored, he helped her clean up, and the process naturally involved kissing and touching.

Shen Ruo had given up struggling and let him do whatever he wanted.

It was already past nine o'clock when the two of them sat down at the dining table to eat breakfast.

Breakfast was Italian pasta made by Qi Wenshen.

The method is very simple: cook the noodles, drain them, mix them with olive oil, a little Parmesan cheese, and sprinkle with a few basil leaves. It looks very appetizing.

Shen Ruo sat opposite her, picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and couldn't help but squint her eyes.

good to eat.

It's really delicious.

"How did you come up with this?"

Shen Ruo took another bite and asked vaguely.

Qi Wenshen sat opposite him, a cup of black coffee in front of him. He picked it up and took a sip. "I learned this when I was studying abroad."

Shen Ruo recalled that the original novel did mention that Qi Wenshen had studied medicine abroad for a few years, but that experience was only briefly mentioned and not described in much detail.

But now this person is sitting right across from her, wearing gray loungewear and making pasta. Suddenly, she feels that the cold, hard words in the original work have become unreal.

This man seems to be becoming less and less like the Qi Wenshen described in the book.

At that moment, her phone started vibrating wildly.

Shen Ruo picked up her phone and saw that it was full of messages from Zhou Lan.

She opened WeChat, swiped up, and Zhou Lan's messages kept popping up.

【Shen Ruo, why didn't you tag me today since you're off?】

I only found out you were off duty when I got to the department.

Did you overexert yourself last night and can't get up today?

[Speak quickly.]

Did you sleep with Qi Wenshen?

How many were used?

Are you exhausted?

[Reply to the message.]

The last message was a row of crazy, provocative emojis, with a cartoon rabbit frantically pounding the ground on the screen.

Shen Ruo almost choked on her noodles as she looked at the series of messages.

She glanced up at Qi Wenshen across from her; he was drinking coffee with his head down, unaware of her movements.

She quickly pressed her phone screen down, pretending nothing had happened.

Qi Wenshen put down his coffee cup, and as if sensing her gaze, looked up at her. "What's wrong?"