After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

At this moment, Xiao Di felt that he had a talent for fooling people.

Yan Qing stared at him for a few seconds, then spoke suspiciously.

"Were you coerced by him?"

"..."

Xiao Di's expression was a little awkward.

Well, talent and such are really just illusions.

"How can it be."

He gave a professional smile and patted his chest to assure,

"I am a doctor and I always keep the Hippocratic Oath in mind."

Yan Qing subconsciously looked at Fu Wangjin, who was smiling playfully.

She felt even more puzzled.

"Yan Qing, Brother Fu has already told me everything."

Xiao Di reminded,

"Don't worry about going tomorrow. I will keep an eye on him in Yunjing Garden."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Yan Qing nodded.

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible so as not to delay you."

"It's okay, it's okay,"

Xiao Di waved his hands repeatedly.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and I don't have to go to work."

As if he remembered something, he smiled shyly.

"Maybe, we can even call Bai Ye to play mahjong."

Yan Qing was amused by him.

"I'll be back early, so count me in."

Thinking of the last time he played mahjong with Yan Qing, Xiao Di suddenly felt depressed.

"You are in the novice protection period, and you can count cards... If Bai Ye is added, I won't be able to beat you even if I fight you all night!"

Yan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Bai Ye is still feeding you cards, but he doesn't want to win against you."

Speaking of feeding cards, Xiao Di became even more dejected.

"He just saw that I lost so badly, okay? He also won a lot before..."

Suddenly, a male voice with hints of dissatisfaction came from behind.

"Just practice more cooking!"

Xiao Di shuddered with fear, and instantly realized that he seemed to have taken up too much of Yan Qing's time.

We were still chatting about playing mahjong.

"Well, Brother Fu is right."

Xiao Di laughed dryly twice, his eyes full of desire to survive.

"I, I'm going to find someone to practice playing mahjong with right now... Call me if you need anything!"

Without waiting for Yan Qing's reaction, he slipped away in a hurry.

"..."

Yan Qing scratched his head, and when he looked up at Fu Wangjin, the confusion in his eyes was replaced by tenderness.

"Shall I help you to rest?"

……

master bedroom.

After getting Xiao Di's guarantee, Yan Qing even felt that Fu Wangjin's face was not so pale anymore.

Could it be possible that someone could recover so quickly?

This is too unreasonable.

But on second thought, Fu Wangjin went without sleep for three days and acted like nothing happened, so what's the point of talking about whether it's reasonable or not?

The more Yan Qing thought about it, the more confused he became.

She turned to Fu Wangjin with complicated eyes, only to see him leaning lazily against the head of the bed, looking leisurely.

"come over."

Seeing her looking over, the man smiled seductively.

"What are you thinking about?"

Yan Qing licked her lips subconsciously, but sat down obediently and answered against her will.

"I...I'm thinking about what to do tomorrow."

Fu Wangjin raised his hand and touched her head, his tone teasing.

"I go with you?"

"Ah? No, no!"

Yan Qing immediately shook his head and refused.

"You clearly said you would stay home to recuperate, why don't you keep your word?"

Fu Wangjin glanced at her inconspicuously - well, it didn't seem like she was acting.

"But it's quite troublesome when you think about it."

Yan Qing is distressed,

"Since I'm going to a birthday party, shouldn't I prepare some gifts? But I don't seem to have prepared anything..."

Actually, it’s not like I’m not prepared for anything.

To be precise, the only thing that hasn't been prepared is the gift.

Fu Wangjin didn't take it seriously.

"There are so many things in Yunjing Garden, why don't you just pick a few?"

“…I don’t want to.”

Yan Qing said sullenly,

"You took the trouble to buy these things. I don't want to give them to others."

Fu Wangjin was amused and rubbed her face with his hand.

"You're already a wealthy woman, but you're still so stingy? You're not even willing to give me something?"

"what the hell!"

Yan Qing glared at him angrily.

"This is a token of my heart! Do you understand tokens of my heart? If I just give away the gift you gave me to someone else casually...wouldn't you be sad?"

Fu Wangjin was startled for a moment, then he started laughing, his laughter was low and mellow.

He pulled Yan Qing into his arms, "It turns out that Qingqing cares so much about my feelings..."

Yan Qing's cheeks immediately turned red. She pushed Fu Wangjin with a look of reproach in her eyes.

"Of course I care. What's so funny about this..."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Fu Wangjin flicked his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

"Ask Wen Ci to send one over later."

“…That’s fine.”

Yan Qing curled his lips and shrugged helplessly.

"Fortunately, my eldest cousin has already prepared the clothes. Otherwise, where would I find a cheongsam today?"

"cheongsam?"

Fu Wangjin raised his eyebrows and looked at the foot of the bed.

"That one?"

"Ah."

Yan Qing nodded, then frowned again.

“I don’t know if I can wear it.”

Fu Wangjin smiled.

"You'll know if you try it."

"right."

Yan Qing nodded and stood up, picking up the cheongsam and about to go out, but was stopped -

"Where are you running?"

He turned around in confusion and saw Fu Wangjin smiling in an ambiguous manner.

"Try it here."

Two blushes suddenly appeared on Yan Qing's cheeks, spreading from her cheeks to the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and even her ears gradually turned cherry pink.

The hands holding the cheongsam trembled, and she looked a little helpless.

"But, but..."

Like a little white rabbit, so lovable.

Fu Wangjin smiled evilly.

"But? How about I help you?"

As he said this, he really pretended to get up and get out of bed.

"Don't!"

Yan Qing was indeed fooled, and hurriedly shook his hands, then lowered his head in grievance.

"I...I'll do it myself."

She simply didn't dare to meet the man's gaze, so she turned her back and quickly started changing her clothes.

The fair and fragile back was exposed to the slightly cool air, and the beautifully curved spine bulged and stretched inch by inch with her movements.

It trembled constantly because of its master's nervousness.

Yan Qing couldn't see, behind her——

Fu Wangjin stared at her, his captivating eyes filled with dark color... and undisguised burning desire.

"……call."

After finally fastening the buttons on his chest, Yan Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

To her surprise, the cheongsam was neither too tight nor too loose and fit her perfectly.

Even the slit at the hem is just a few inches above the knee.

It is neither too high nor too low, so it does not look indecent nor does it make movement inconvenient.

It was obviously a satisfactory effect, but for some reason, Yan Qing suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

It seems...something is not right.

While she was stunned, a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her waist. The thin fabric could not completely block the scorching heat against her back.

Yan Qing was startled, and his body froze instantly, "Don't...!"

The next second, his thin lips pressed against her ear, teasing and rubbing the sensitive side of her ear, his voice low and ambiguous,

"My dear, I'm injured, be careful not to break it..."