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

I need to report to the First People's Hospital of the city tomorrow.

She had lived in this unfamiliar city for four years, waiting for this day.

Her roommate, Ou Qi, was scrolling through short videos next to her, with exaggerated background music playing from her phone, but none of the sounds reached Wen Zhiyue's ears.

I'll be able to see him tomorrow.

She was both excited and apprehensive.

What's exciting is that she finally made it this far.

She was worried: would he still remember her?

"Zhiyue, what's wrong?"

Ou Qi looked up from her phone screen and saw that the book in Wen Zhiyue's hand had been squeezed out of shape.

Wen Zhiyue snapped out of her reverie, glanced down at the innocent textbook in her hand, quickly let go, and forced a smile. "It's nothing, I was just daydreaming."

Looking at her expression, Ou Qi frowned. "Are you nervous about your internship tomorrow?"

Wen Zhiyue nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I'm a little nervous."

Ou Qi chuckled, put down her phone, and turned to face her. "What's there to be nervous about? Those people in the hospital, they look intimidating in their white coats, but they're just ordinary people. However, my mom's friend said that if you're going to do your internship at the First Affiliated Hospital, it's best not to choose Qi Wenshen as your supervising teacher."

Wen Zhiyue's heart skipped a beat. "Why?"

"Qi Wenshen is known as the top surgeon in the hospital. He lives up to his name, as cold as ice. Few can make it under his care, and countless nurses have been brought to tears by his coldness."

Ouqi rolled her eyes. "I'm just praying I don't get assigned to him, otherwise I'll be crying every day."

Wen Zhiyue did not respond.

She shifted her gaze from Ouqi's face to the ceiling, a very slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips.

In her past life, she had been cold to him countless times, and she had also angered him countless times.

He was cold, and she was even colder than him.

He kept people at arm's length, but she ran even further than him.

After such a long back-and-forth, who was the first to give in?

It seems to be him.

It seems like it could be her.

She couldn't remember.

Seeing that she was lost in thought again, Ouqi sighed and said, "Go to sleep early."

He turned over and continued watching videos.

Wen Zhiyue closed her eyes and placed the book beside her pillow.

Go to sleep.

I'll be able to see him tomorrow.

Shen Ruo sat in the passenger seat, her fingers twisting into a pretzel shape.

She turned her head to look at Qi Wenshen, licked her lips lightly, and said, "Cousin, let's go to Xinghe Bay tonight."

Qi Wenshen's grip on the steering wheel tightened suddenly.

The light was red, so I stopped.

He turned his head to look at her, his gaze sliding from her lips to her slightly reddened ears.

His eyes began to burn, making Shen Ruo's back tingle.

Shen Ruo quickly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze, and turned her head to look out the window, where her own face was reflected.

She cleared her throat. "If you don't want to go, that's fine too. Never mind..."

"go."

Qi Wenshen's voice was hoarse.

When the red light turned green, he didn't go straight. Instead, he turned the steering wheel, and the car made a turn onto the road leading to Xinghewan.

He was driving very fast, so fast that he ran two yellow lights.

As Shen Ruo entered the room, she hadn't changed her shoes yet. Qi Wenshen put one arm around her waist and pressed her against the wall in the entryway, his kiss about to fall urgently.

Shen Ruo quickly reached out to cover his lips, feeling her palm against his warm lips, her fingers trembling slightly. "You're all dirty, take a shower first."

Qi Wenshen's breathing was a little heavy. "Let's shower together."

Shen Ruo's face flushed even more. She pushed against his chest, her voice soft and coaxing, "Let's shower separately. Didn't you want to see me in those pajamas?"

A dark fire burned in Qi Wenshen's eyes, a fire that burned from the depths of his eyes all the way to his throat. "Hurry up."

He turned and strode into the bathroom of another room.

Before the door closed, Shen Ruo heard the sound of the faucet being turned on.

Shen Ruo lay in the bathtub, the hot water washing over her shoulders. She pressed the rose-scented shower gel, lathered it in her palms, and carefully washed every inch of her skin, from her shoulders to her collarbone, to her lower abdomen, and to her legs.

She dried herself with a towel, raised her arm and smelled it. Mmm, such a rich rose scent.

She picked up the nightgown, which consisted of only three pieces of fabric.

Two pieces in front of the chest.

One piece was below the waist.

There was another piece that the designer probably added at the last minute out of a good conscience, and Shen Ruo couldn't help but twitch her lips.

It's better not to wear it at all.

But the female lead is about to appear.

The author personally selected her—a woman prettier and luckier than her, the true female lead who can make Qi Wenshen devoted to her.

She wants to sleep with the male lead before that.

Hopefully, Qi Wenshen will remember their relationship and show mercy by not mistreating her.

Wearing a sexy nightgown, Shen Ruo, who worked in entertainment broadcasting in her past life, knows which poses are the most alluring.

She swayed her hips in front of the mirror, adjusted the angle, and made sure she looked her best.

The door opened.

Qi Wenshen came over wrapped in a bath towel, his hair still dripping wet, his bulging muscles exuding male hormones under the light.

Shen Ruo couldn't help but secretly swallow.

Qi Wenshen's pupils suddenly contracted when he saw Shen Ruo's sexy outfit.

The thin fabric barely covered anything, and the scent of roses filled the air.

Shen Ruo gently twisted her slender waist, tilted her chin slightly, revealing her long neck, placed one hand on her waist, and beckoned to him with her finger.

She knows how alluring she looks right now.

Qi Wenshen couldn't stand it.

He stepped forward and scooped her up in his arms. She was still wrapped in a bath towel, but when he pulled her into his embrace, the towel became practically useless.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, the rich scent of roses making him even more infatuated.

Shen Ruo wrapped her legs around his waist, her fingers groping along his back until she found the towel around his waist. She pulled it off, and the towel fell to the ground.

Her fingers skillfully traced the firm muscles of his back, each inch making her heart beat even faster.

Qi Wenshen laid her down on the bed, and with a rip, the expensive, scantly made nightgown tore open and slipped off her shoulder.

Shen Ruo looked at the pajamas that had been torn in two and muttered, "I told you I wouldn't wear it... but you insisted on buying it, and now you're tearing it up..."

"Ruoruo".

Qi Wenshen's voice interrupted her muttering.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her earlobe, and said, "I'm here."

This time, he didn't wait for her to nod before pressing his heavy body down on her.

Shen Ruo bit her lip, the pain making her furrow her brows, her fingertips digging into the skin of his back.

Qi Wenshen's kiss landed on her brow, gentle and soft, as if smoothing away the wrinkles between her brows. "Ruoruo, relax."

The gentle kiss gradually relaxed Shen Ruo's body.

Her gaze became unfocused, her smooth, fair chin tilted slightly upward, and her hands rested limply on his shoulders, letting him do as he pleased.

Starting at nine o'clock in the evening, it would finally stop, but then it would start again in no time. This went on and on until the sky began to lighten.

Shen Ruo was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger. If Qi Wenshen hadn't been bothering him, he would have fallen asleep long ago.

She thought vaguely, "Finally, I got to eat it. It wasn't easy."