The family doctor arrived under the moonlight, looking travel-worn. After a brief examination, he began to explain things to Huo Yuzhou.
Huo Yuzhou hadn't even had time to change his clothes; under that old-fashioned, serious black shirt, buttoned up tightly from top to bottom, he still had a bra chain hidden underneath.
With his back to Nan Qing, he heard a subtle reproach in the doctor's calm words.
Nan Qing's ears burned, and she was too embarrassed to continue listening.
He looked down at his phone, then opened his WeChat list and saw the three large characters "Huo Yuzhou" at the top.
Perhaps the scene was too impactful; even after experiencing the nosebleed, Nan Qing still reminisced about it from time to time.
Huo Yuzhou, tsk...
I never expected that Huo Yuzhou, a man so ascetic, would wear such a flamboyant bra chain.
Indeed, the extreme contrast resulted in the ultimate deliciousness.
Even though my nose was still stuffy, that scene was etched into my mind like it was welded there.
The dim lighting, the swaying silver chains, the well-defined chest muscles, the abdominal muscles rising and falling with each breath, the barely visible V-line—the whole scene was vibrant and alluring...
A cold and aloof villainous boss wearing a chest chain and letting him look at it for free—what kind of heavenly life is this?
I never imagined I'd have such a good meal.
It's true what they say, you get what you pay for, and the best days are yet to come.
Nan Qing pressed her nose, a barely suppressed smile playing on her lips, and secretly changed Huo Yuzhou's contact name.
" Male Bodhisattva "
The doctor prescribed two boxes of medicine and gave the housekeeper a few instructions, telling him to also inform the kitchen staff to pay attention to their diet.
Huo Yuzhou saw the person off expressionlessly, then turned around to see Nan Qing looking at him with smiling eyes.
Huo Yuzhou's face remained calm, but his ears began to burn.
He walked a few steps to the bedside, raised his hand to touch Nan Qing's face, but there was still dried blood on his fingers.
Fearing he might soil the other person, Huo Yuzhou withdrew his movement, speaking in a low voice.
"It's nothing serious. The weather's been a bit dry lately, and you've been working too hard, so you're a little feverish. You'll be fine soon."
Seemingly still burdened by guilt, Huo Yuzhou's tone carried a hint of self-reproach.
" Qingqing, I'm sorry about what happened just now. I didn't expect it—"
"What's there to be sorry about!"
Nan Qing interrupted him, her gaze once again involuntarily falling on his black shirt.
The black shirt was buttoned up tightly, not an inch of skin was exposed, but whenever Nan Qing thought about what was worn under that shirt, he felt that the calm and abstinent Huo Yuzhou in front of him was particularly arousing.
Huo Yuzhou, that's too hot! I should have taken advantage of the chaos to touch her more.
Indeed, Heaven cherishes life.
Besides sparing his life, they also gave him a male boss and Male Bodhisattva as an extra gift.
Nan Qing smiled excitedly at him, praising him repeatedly:
"It's beautiful, gorgeous, and very impactful!"
Huo Yuzhou hummed in agreement, shifting his gaze from Nan Qing's face.
"Then I'll go and tell him."
"Wrong!"
The handsome boy sitting on the bed seemed to suddenly remember something, and his face turned serious.
"Is President Gu pursuing a girl? If it's just the beginning, he shouldn't be so aggressive. If she interprets it as harassment, President Gu 'll lose his beloved."
Huo Yuzhou lifted his eyelids and looked down at his face.
The handsome young man smiled at him and said frankly,
"We can postpone this plan a little longer. If we use it after we've established a relationship, the other person will definitely be happy!"
Huo Yuzhou hummed in agreement, and then saw the young man leaning slightly forward from the headboard, his slender, snow-white fingers resting on Huo Yuzhou's black shirt, adjusting the buttons.
" Huo Yuzhou..."
He spoke haltingly, but his eyes shone unusually bright.
"You've already put them on!"
Nan Qing, with an air of righteous indignation, secretly began to unbutton Huo Yuzhou's shirt while speaking with righteous indignation.
"It's really beautiful, very artistic, and bursting with hormones!"
"I won't just look for nothing, I'll take a picture!"
Just one, really, I mean it!
Seemingly worried that Huo Yuzhou wouldn't agree, Nan Qing leaned forward, her beautiful doe eyes welling up with tears, and her tone instantly becoming pitiful.
"I've already gotten a nosebleed trying to help you, you can't bear to refuse me, right, honey?"
The way he called him "husband" in that sticky, cloying way made Huo Yuzhou feel as if a feather had gently brushed against his heart; his voice became dry.
"One?"
Nan Qing nodded hastily.
He felt like some kind of lecherous scoundrel who was trying to take advantage of a high-class lady, or some kind of shameless character who had ulterior motives and took advantage of others.
Even her voice carried a seductive quality, deceiving the poor, honest Huo Yuzhou.
"It's okay, honey, I won't take pictures of your face, no one will know..."
Huo Yuzhou seemed to be frightened by him, his waist went limp, and Nan Qing pressed down on his chest and fell down.
The moment their eyes met, their noses touched.
Their hot breaths mingled, their lips almost touching, when the man's long, strong arm landed on his lower back, stabilizing his movements.
Just like that night, Nan Qing reached out and cupped his face, her voice soft and sweet.
"Honey, please..."
The warm, yellow light spread to every corner of the room, Nan Qing successfully took the photos.
He tapped on his phone, preparing to savor the moment again.
But a large hand reached out and snatched his phone away.
"I'll look into it later."
Nan Qing said "Oh," and watched as Huo Yuzhou, whose face was as cold and indifferent as snow on a high mountain, placed his phone on the bedside table.
The light shone on Huo Yuzhou's profile, casting a warm glow on his sharply defined features.
The shadows cast by her long, straight eyelashes beneath her eyes added a touch of tenderness and affection.
Huo Yuzhou looked at him and whispered,
"There's blood on my clothes, I'm going to change. Call me anytime if your nose still hurts."
Nan Qing huddled under the covers and obediently nodded.
Huo Yuzhou looked at him and smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness.
The Male Bodhisattva is such a wonderful person, kind, tolerant, helpful, and mild-mannered.
Nan Qing reached out and grabbed his sleeve, a little worried.
" Huo Yuzhou, don't let them take these kinds of private photos again. If you run into bad people, they'll definitely blackmail you."
The man's narrow eyes fell on him, and his voice was low.
You're different, Baby.
Nan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and her heart began to heat up.
He was somewhat overwhelmed by Huo Yuzhou's gentle gaze.
Of course, if it weren't for that damned auditory hallucination reappearing, like a mischievous, opportunistic, and annoying nuisance,
[ Baby, if you like, you can take pictures of other things too.]
Looking at Huo Yuzhou's calm expression, Nan Qing patted his head.
But his eyes couldn't help but steal a glance downwards.
After a subtle pause, he shivered—
He really wants to film the one featuring Huo Yuzhou.
Even the most good-tempered Huo Yuzhou would probably kill him.