A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

When Gu Feng woke up, he had no idea what time it was the next day.

Anyway, the sun was already high in the sky, and the thick curtains allowed light to seep through.

He opened his eyes and lazily stretched. The moment his hand moved, it touched a soft body.

Last night's series of absurd incidents involving mistaken identities all rushed into my mind at once.

Gu Feng almost instinctively jumped up from the bed.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the woman lying beside him was neither Chen Qingqing, nor Shi Yurou, nor any of the other people, but his Su Man'er.

Only then did she feel a little relieved, but then a fierce glint appeared in her eyes as she lunged forward and hugged her tightly. "Sister, where did you run off to!"

Waking up, Su Man'er opened her sleepy eyes, pouted, and said with a smile, "Now you know how hard it is when your sister isn't home, right? It's all because you're never home."

It turned out that no sooner had Gu Feng left last night than Su Man'er invited Shi Yurou, Xu Yan and the others to her house.

Several women chattered about men while drinking Hakka glutinous rice wine that Zhao Xiaojing had brought from the countryside.

Su Man'er had never tasted this kind of wine before, but she found it smoother than red wine, and she downed several glasses in one go.

I didn't expect the alcohol to be so potent; I got drunk in no time and don't know what happened afterward.

I woke up groggily in the morning and found myself crammed together on one bed with Xu Yan, Zhao Xiaojing, and Chen Qingqing, so I got up and went back to my room.

Seeing that Gu Feng had returned at some point, she didn't think much of it, took off her clothes, and crawled into bed next to him.

Gu Feng didn't argue with Su Man'er's reproach; he just smiled.

"You think I'll stop scolding you just because you're grinning like an idiot?" Su Man'er still scolded him playfully, but in her eyes and heart, she felt endless tenderness for him and couldn't bear to really reprimand him.

"Then I won't go out today. I'll stay home with my sister, okay?" Gu Feng cupped her face and kissed her.

"No," Su Man'er shook her head.

"Huh?" Gu Feng's eyes widened. He said he was never home, yet he didn't want anyone to accompany him. What was he up to?

"Hehe, silly boy, I meant I haven't brushed my teeth yet, so don't kiss me yet. I didn't mean I don't want you to keep me company." Su Man'er smiled shyly.

Although Su Man'er was still covered by the quilt, her two snow-white arms, as white as lotus roots, were exposed, and her rounded shoulders looked exceptionally delicate and smooth. The quilt clung tightly to the curves of her body, making her slender figure even more alluring.

To be honest, the scene before him was breathtakingly beautiful, and Gu Feng was incredibly moved. "What's there to be afraid of? Doesn't this make her even more feminine?"

……

As the clouds dispersed and the rain subsided, the two were still catching their breath from the afterglow of their lovemaking when they heard a light knock on the door.

The two embraced tightly, neither daring to utter a sound.

Gu Feng is afraid it's Shi Yurou, but he's even more afraid it's Chen Qingqing!

Su Man'er was afraid of everyone. Only now did she suddenly remember that there were other people at home, but her passionate voice just now truly sounded like she was in a deserted place.

"Gentlemen, lunch is ready. Promoting the family line is a long-term endeavor, not something to rush into. Come out and eat now. Although the revolution is not yet complete and comrades must continue to work hard, people need to eat to survive. Without physical strength, one cannot do heavy work. I'll go down now, please come down quickly."

It was Xu Yan's voice outside.

As soon as she finished speaking, the clattering sound of high heels gradually faded into the distance.

As Gu Feng listened to the receding sound of high heels, he couldn't help but wonder: how could she have made such a commotion when she left, but come back so quietly? Was he too engrossed in the moment to notice, or had she been tiptoeing and eavesdropping at the door for quite some time? Otherwise, how could she have timed her knock so precisely, not too early, not too late, just right?

Could it be that she knows kung fu?

However, regardless of how she got there, everything that happened between him and Su Man'er in the room had been heard by her—or rather, by "them".

Thinking of this, Su Man'er also recalled her unrestrained shouts just now, especially when she completely lost control and almost screamed.

She immediately covered her face, both ashamed and anxious: "It's all over, it's really over!"

"What are you afraid of? They know our relationship." Gu Feng said softly, lifting the covers and jumping out of bed to dress slowly.

"It's all your fault! How am I supposed to face anyone now!" Su Man'er said with a distressed expression.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's perfectly normal for men and women to enjoy each other's company!"

"You still dare to talk! You still dare to talk!" Su Man'er's face flushed red, and she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.

Gu Feng chuckled and dodged away, then coaxed, "Let's go eat, I'm so hungry."

"No, no, I'd rather die than go down there!" Su Man'er pulled the blanket over her head, covering her face completely.

Gu Feng couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had no choice but to let her suffer for her pride.

Once downstairs, the previously noisy living room suddenly fell silent.

Several pairs of eyes turned to him simultaneously, their gazes complex and strange, as if they were looking at not a man, but an alien.

This man's fighting ability is truly extraordinary.

From the time they went out to buy groceries to when they came back and cooked dinner, the process was still ongoing.

Gu Feng considered himself to have a thick skin, and he had mentally prepared himself before going downstairs.

But when he got downstairs, he realized he wasn't as strong as he'd imagined. He didn't even have the courage to look the girls in the eye. He just hurriedly looked down to check his clothes—he was afraid he'd make a mistake like those masked superheroes on TV, wearing his underwear inside out in his haste.

"What are you looking at? Your zipper is zipped up." Zhao Xiaojing smiled.

"That's right, don't be shy. We know everything we shouldn't know; we've heard everything we shouldn't have heard. Gu Feng, I have to say, you... are really something else." Xu Yan was even bolder, directly teasing him.

Gu Feng's legs buckled, and he almost lost his balance and tumbled down the stairs.

He was now filled with regret. He had acted so rashly, and his thick skin was far from being thick enough to stand up to Su Man'er and her close friends head-on.

"You two should keep quiet for a bit. Come on, Gu Feng, let's eat."

It wasn't Shi Yurou who spoke up to smooth things over, but rather Chen Qingqing, who usually loved to tease people even more than Xu Yan and Zhao Xiaojing.

Hearing that gentle tone that sent chills down his spine, Gu Feng's legs went weak again, and this time, he really tumbled down the stairs.

"Ah—" the girls exclaimed in unison. But the first to rush forward to help him were Shi Yurou and Chen Qingqing.

A few steps are naturally no match for Gu Feng, this indestructible, unyielding creature that can't be broken, cooked, or even struck by lightning.

Before the two women could even touch him, he scrambled to his feet. His heart was in turmoil, but he feigned calmness on his face. He didn't even bother to brush the dust off his clothes and walked straight to the dining table, chuckling, "Dinner's ready, dinner's ready, I'm so hungry."

Doing physical labor naturally makes you hungry. The girls exchanged glances, and this thought popped into their minds almost simultaneously.

The table was laden with dishes, each one a feast for the eyes and the palate, just like the four women in front of him, each with their own distinct style.

Despite the seemingly lively atmosphere at the table, the atmosphere was surprisingly subdued. No one spoke, and even Xu Yan, who was usually very talkative, was blushing and silently shoveling rice into her mouth. Perhaps she was still reliving what had just happened?

Zhao Xiaojing was similar, except that her gaze would occasionally linger on Gu Feng.

Chen Qingqing remained silent, but kept piling food into Gu Feng's bowl, mostly meat, completely ignoring the strange looks from others.

Shi Yurou, however, seemed to have lost her mind. Holding the bowl, she looked completely out of it, her soul seemingly adrift.

The women were all behaving very discreetly at the moment, but Gu Feng knew perfectly well that these women were all as fierce as wolves and tigers.

So even though he really wanted to ask, "Sisters, when are you going back?", he could only swallow the meat that Chen Qingqing had picked up for him.

If he didn't want to provoke public outrage, he'd better be sensible. So he lowered his head, kept his eyes down, and focused on eating.

"I'm full, you guys continue eating. I'm going upstairs to check on Xiaomanman." Xu Yan couldn't stand the ambiguous and strange atmosphere any longer, so she quickly put down her bowl and went upstairs.

"I'll go too." Zhao Xiaojing stood up as well.

Gu Feng glanced at Shi Yurou and Chen Qingqing, but neither of them moved an inch, clearly lacking any "sympathy".

Because in their hearts, they firmly believe that in the battle between men and women, although it is the woman who is killed, it is the man who will be exhausted to death.

Only the two of them remained at the dining table. Gu Feng secretly groaned in his heart, thinking that those who should have left hadn't, while those who shouldn't have left had.

"Gu Feng, how did you sleep last night?" Chen Qingqing suddenly asked.

Gu Feng looked up and met a pair of extremely ambiguous eyes. He hurriedly turned his face away and stammered, "It's...it's alright."

"I didn't sleep well at all," Chen Qingqing said quietly.

Upon hearing this, Shi Yurou couldn't help but cast a surprised glance at her, thinking to herself: What a coincidence, sister! I haven't slept a wink all night either.

Meeting Shi Yurou's gaze, Chen Qingqing suddenly realized that there were other people at the table, and she couldn't flirt with him so openly; she had to... be more tactful. So she changed the subject: "Gu Feng, has your bedding not been washed in a long time? It must be infested with lice, making me itchy all over and uncomfortable."

"Cough—" Gu Feng couldn't hold back and almost choked on his food. It took him a while to catch his breath. He hurriedly said, "Sister is very diligent. She washes the bedding every few days. She shouldn't have lice. It's probably because you, Qingqing, are picky about your bed."

As he said this, he desperately tried to give her a pleading look.

Although Chen Qingqing has a queen-like tendency to torment people at heart, if there were no outsiders at the table, she would definitely make Gu Feng suffer to death. But now that Shi Yurou is still here, and playing the threesome is not her preference, she will let him off the hook for the time being.

She stood up and, as she walked upstairs, muttered to herself, "How's Xiaomanman? Could someone have really messed her up...?"

With Chen Qingqing gone, Gu Feng felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief. Now he could finally eat in peace.

"Doctor..." Shi Yurou suddenly asked softly, "Did you sneak into Qingqing's room last night too?"

"Pfft—" Gu Feng spat out a mouthful of rice without holding back, followed by a heart-wrenching cough.

Shi Yurou never expected that his casual question would elicit such a strong reaction from him.

She gasped and rushed over, patting his back and offering him water. If this dark-faced woman choked and got seriously injured, it wouldn't be a joke; those women would never let her off the hook, and Su Man'er would be the first one to suffer.

Gu Feng finally recovered and waved to Shi Yurou, who was patting his back, that he was alright. But when he picked up the bowl again and looked at the ruined food, he couldn't muster any appetite at all.

He clearly couldn't eat anymore. He sighed helplessly, his face dark, and got up dejectedly to walk towards the living room.

Shi Yurou watched him leave with a sullen face, and then suddenly realized: she had probably asked a question she shouldn't have. But...did he really touch the wrong person? If he didn't, why did he react so strongly? If he really did touch the wrong person, then did he and that flirtatious Chen Qingqing really...do that?

Just as Shi Yurou was filled with speculation and Gu Feng was feeling bored, the doorbell suddenly rang.