The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

"Points deducted?"

Shen Chonglu's smug face instantly fell, and he asked incredulously, "Why is there a deduction? How many points do I have left in total?"

Song Yunqi glanced at him sideways and slowly extended a finger: "Originally a perfect score of ten, but your antics just now have deducted all of it."

"This won't do!"

The man immediately panicked. How could his business fail halfway through? He waved his hands repeatedly in protest: "This scoring system is unreasonable!"

"The deductions are too fast, it makes no sense at all! I demand that the initial score be adjusted to one hundred points; it has to be one hundred points to be normal!"

Seeing the other party's shirking attitude, Song Yunqi couldn't help but shake her head with a smile, and then took the opportunity to say, "Okay, then I'll do as you say, and change it to one hundred points."

"hey-hey."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu immediately went from worried to happy, and said thoughtfully, "Then I've lost ten points, but I still have ninety basic points left. The advantage is in my hands, so it's not a big problem."

Seeing his blindly optimistic demeanor, a sly glint flashed in Song Yunqi's eyes, and she offered him a bait:

"Would you like to add some points?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu's eyes lit up, like a wolf seeing a bone, and he hurriedly leaned closer to ask:

"Yes, of course I want to! How do I add it?"

"Help me find Meng Zhaoyuan and Su Shen."

When the matter was brought up, the young man's nonchalant expression vanished, and his tone became somewhat serious: "Whether they're dead or alive, as long as you can find them, I'll give you an extra twenty points."

Upon hearing these two names, Shen Chonglu's expression stiffened slightly, and his lips pouted.

To be honest, he was disgusted by Meng Zhaoyuan, not to mention that Su Shen was also there with him.

One was a former rival in love, and the other was a potential variable. He wished these two people would just disappear from the city, so that his precious one wouldn't have to worry about them all the time.

But then she thought about it again, and realized that this was the first task Song Yunqi had personally assigned her after allowing her to pursue him.

Even if he didn't get a single point, let alone add twenty, he would still dig the person out of the house, even if it meant holding his nose, just to impress his crush.

Shen Chonglu immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

"Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I'll find the person for you."

After saying that, he took out his phone and quickly gave the instructions for the search. Once he had arranged everything, he casually tossed his phone onto the bedside table.

The next second, before Song Yunxi could react, Shen Chonglu quickly lifted a corner of the blanket, nimbly slipped inside, and snuggled into the young man's arms like a large dog.

A warm body nestled into her arms, a familiar feeling washing over her. Song Yunqi was startled and instinctively raised her hand to push him away.

"What are you doing? This is a hospital, and I'm not in a good physical condition to do strenuous exercise right now. Don't be silly."

Shen Chonglu buried his face in the crook of the young man's neck, and muffled laughter escaped from his lips.

"What are you thinking? Your little head is full of filthy thoughts."

"I wasn't planning on messing around..."

"I've been watching over you day and night for days, I've been so nervous I haven't even closed my eyes. I finally managed to get a little nap, but you suddenly woke up again. I'm so sleepy now, I just want to hold you and sleep for a while."

A warm breath brushed against his neck, carrying an undisguised weariness.

"Yunqi, let me hold you and doze off for a little while, just a little while."

Shen Chonglu wrapped his arms around the other's slender waist, his movements both tentative and restrained.

Song Yunxi's hand, which was about to refuse, hung in mid-air. Listening to the other person's hoarse and tired voice, her mind was filled with the image of the person's bloodshot eyes.

Forget it.

Giving someone a hug won't hurt you.

The young man pursed his lips, ultimately unable to bring himself to kick the person off, letting the other person cling to him like a leech, and slowed his breathing.

Only the sound of regular breathing remained in the ward.

Song Yunqi originally intended to be accommodating, thinking that she would let Shen Chonglu rest for a while and then send him off the bed.

Holding this warm, solid body, listening to the steady, rhythmic heartbeat in my ears, and smelling the familiar masculine scent emanating from him, a sense of weariness gradually washes over me.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier. He had only been awake for a short time, but he also drifted off to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark, and only a dim wall lamp was left on in the ward.

The spot beside him was already empty, and even the warmth of the bedding had dissipated completely, leaving only a faint scent of Shen Chonglu in the air.

Song Yunqi reached for her phone from beside her pillow. The screen lit up, revealing dozens of neatly stacked WeChat pop-ups on the lock screen.

Swipe open WeChat, and Shen Chonglu's profile picture is lit up at the top.

The first few messages were filled with all sorts of cheesy emojis, mixed with nonsense like "Is baby awake?", "Miss you", and "Kiss".

Song Yunqi skipped over the meaningless text and focused her gaze on the last two lines:

My husband is urging me to go back to work, so I'll go there first and wait for him to come back. ^3^

Remember to reply to my message when you wake up.

Looking at those two lines of text, Song Yunqi moved her fingertips expressionlessly, casually typing out two words and sending them:

[Read.]

The message had barely been sent for three seconds when a new reply popped up:

[Awake? Are you hungry? What would you like to eat? I'll bring you some when we get back to the hospital.]

Song Yunqi leaned against the headboard and touched her somewhat empty stomach.

The thick soup I drank earlier has long been digested, leaving my mouth feeling bland and tasteless. I feel like I want to eat everything.

His face was expressionless as his fingers rapidly tapped on the screen:

[Crayfish, cold-served rabbit, spicy boiled fish fillets.]

Shen Chonglu replied very quickly:

OK!

Before that message could even settle, Song Yunqi immediately sent another string of messages:

I also want to eat pickled fish, plum-flavored spare ribs, and braised beef brisket with tomatoes.

No problem, leave it to me!

Tiramisu, raw chocolate mousse, and mango pomelo sago.

There was a two-second silence on the other end, followed by a question mark:

【? 】

"...You probably won't be able to finish this meal, right? And don't you dislike spicy food?"

Song Yunxi didn't even lift her eyelids, coldly typing out three words:

I want to eat.

[OK! Yes, sir! My dear CEO Song!]

Looking at the words on the screen, Song Yunqi put her phone back on the bedside table and closed her eyes to rest.

He's not usually a glutton; he usually tries to eat nutritious and light meals. The fact that he's suddenly craving food like this today is probably related to the baby.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but chuckle indulgently.

The little guy has a rather eclectic palate; he wants to try everything—sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. I wonder who he takes after.

……

About half an hour later, the ward door was gently pushed open.

Shen Chonglu walked in carrying several exquisite large insulated boxes, his steps light and cheerful. When he saw Song Yunqi looking at him expectantly, he grinned and quickly put the items on the table and laid them out one by one.

Song Yunqi couldn't wait to throw off the covers and sit up straight. Her gaze swept across the table, and her brows immediately furrowed into a knot.

The table was filled with small white porcelain bowls, but the so-called "crayfish" consisted of only six peeled shrimp.

The "cold-cooked rabbit" was only lightly covered with three or four pieces.

Five or six thin slices of "boiled fish fillets" floated on the surface.

The "Plum Spare Ribs" were just a small, solitary piece.

The only dish that stood out was the braised beef brisket with tomatoes, which came in a normal portion and emitted an enticing aroma and steam.

Besides these, there was a bowl of mixed grain rice, a bowl of clear, oil-free black chicken soup, and two palm-sized mousse cakes sitting quietly on the side.

The whole table of food looked fancy, but the portions of the strongly flavored dishes were all small, looking rather pitiful.

"Shen Chonglu, are you feeding rats?" Song Yunxi raised her eyes, her gaze filled with icy anger.

Shen Chonglu seemed to have anticipated his reaction, remaining completely calm. He pushed the tomato stewed beef brisket and black chicken soup towards him, then leaned in with a grin to explain:

"President Song, please don't get angry so quickly."

"On the way, I specifically consulted obstetricians and gynecologists and nutritionists. They said that since you have just woken up, your gastrointestinal function is weak, and the embryo is unstable in early pregnancy, you should eat as little spicy and stimulating food as possible."

He handed the chopsticks to Song Yunqi, his eyes ingratiating and eager:

"Since I promised you, I can't let you get excited but disappointed. So I specially asked the chef to make a platter. We can just have a few bites of each to satisfy our cravings."

"Once you've successfully given birth, serving dishes will be no problem at all."

Song Yunqi stared at him coldly for a while.

Shen Chonglu smiled and let him look him over, then, as if suddenly remembering something, added sincerely:

"But you can eat braised beef brisket with tomatoes. It's good for replenishing iron and vitamins. We're not restricting you, you can eat as much as you want."

The hunger in her stomach finally took over, and Song Yunqi didn't say anything more to refute it. She snatched the chopsticks and began to eat with a sullen face.

Although each dish was only a bite or two in portion, the taste was excellent and quickly relieved the blandness in my mouth.

With the tender and delicious tomato beef brisket and the refreshing black chicken soup, he unknowingly finished the whole bowl of mixed grain rice.

Song Yunxi was a little unhappy at first, but then she thought that the other party was really thinking about her health, so she didn't mind.

This also proves that Shen Chonglu has been doing his homework seriously and has put in a lot of effort for himself and his baby, which is commendable.

Shen Chonglu sat beside him and watched. Seeing him obediently swallow all the food, his eyes lit up with joy. He thought that his cat-like lover was incredibly cute to pet.

As soon as Song Yunqi put down her chopsticks, he immediately and diligently began to clean up the mess on the table.

She quickly and efficiently put the empty bowls back into the insulated bag and wiped the table spotless with a wet wipe.

After finishing all this, Shen Chonglu wiped his hands, turned around, and was about to take credit and gain some verbal advantage.

Song Yunqi leaned against the headboard, slowly wiping the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and suddenly said lightly:

"Deduct 10 points."

Shen Chonglu's smile froze instantly, and he stared wide-eyed in disbelief as if struck by lightning:

"Why?! I've been carrying the food and serving them; I've done my part, haven't I?!"

The young man lifted his eyelids and said quietly:

"They paid lip service to the law, cut corners, and deprived me of my freedom to eat."

He threw the handkerchief into the trash can, deliberately emphasizing his words: "Dare to say another word, and I'll deduct another 10 points."

Shen Chonglu gasped and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, leaving only his dark, dog-like eyes staring at the young man on the bed.

His eyes were full of grievance and accusation.

Dogs are good.

Yunqi is bad.