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This soup, Zhou Zhou, you probably don't want to eat meat.

Zhou Siyi's flustered heart calmed down, and he led him through the dark corridor to the door of the ward. The two of them coincidentally did not knock on the door.

Through the glass strip, Zhou Siyi saw Han Miaomiao lying on the hospital bed, his shoulders trembling slightly, and Ge Tian was patting her beside him.

They waited outside the door for a while before Han Miaomiao came out with red eyes.

"Lawyer Zhuang, Brother Xiao Yi, thank you for your hard work, you go back first, I'll be fine here." She said softly.

Ge Tian still wanted to say something, but he gave up and reminded her: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, pay attention to rest, and call me anytime if you need something."

Han Miaomiao nodded and said, "Thank you."

She sent the three of them to the elevator entrance before turning back to the ward.

When Ge Tian looked at her, he was completely lost.

He stretched his shoulders and said, "I'm so sleepy, Meng Qi, let's go to your house and make do with it for the night, I can fall on the bed now."

Zhuang Mengqi pressed the mobile phone and said, "I booked a hotel next to the hospital for you. It is convenient and easy to take care of the elderly. I sent you the address and room on WeChat. Remember to transfer the money to me."

Ge Tian: "???"

Without hesitation, Zhuang Mengqi pulled Zhou Siyi into the elevator, shut him out, and said, "You can go next time, Xiaoyi doesn't like to take the elevator with others late at night."

"I wipe?!" Ge Tian's eyes widened, watching the door slowly close.

Zhou Siyi snorted, "For the sake of being so upright, I forgive you for the time being."

"Don't forgive me," Zhuang Mengqi walked outside, looked back at him, and said, "You may not forgive me tomorrow."

Zhou Siyi was stunned for a moment before he realized what he meant, and his cheeks immediately became hot.

Zhuang Mengqi approached his ear and said, "I can't wait any longer, and I won't stop even if you beg for mercy."

Zhou Siyi bit his lip lightly, looked at him intently and said, "I won't beg for mercy."

"It's better like this, baby." Zhuang Mengqi chuckled lightly, and reached out to brush the hair around his ear.

The cry of "baby" was so lustful and lustful that Zhou Siyi's legs almost went limp.

He was pulled into the car staggeringly, Zhuang Mengqi galloped all the way, the speed of the car was faster than he had ever driven before.

"You, you slow down." Zhou Siyi looked at the empty road and held onto the handle.

Zhuang Mengqi twitched the corners of her lips, "You told me to slow down before it started?"

"Don't have a yellow accent, real men can't rely on their mouths." Zhou Siyi said pretending to be calm.

Zhuang Mengqi said: "Kung fu is also very important, if you don't believe me, give it a try?"

Zhou Siyi instantly thought of the person added in the forum, the person who told him the true meaning of "speaking kung fu"...

He shook his head, shaking the strange thoughts out of his head, feeling as dizzy as if he had drunk alcohol.

Passing the traffic light, Zhuang Mengqi stopped, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers impatiently, and pulled his tie with his left hand.

Zhou Siyi saw that he was wearing a black polka-dot tie today, if he tied it... He was shocked, why the hell did I think wrong again!

"Don't look at me." Zhuang Mengqi said suddenly.

Zhou Siyi didn't move, "Why, I can't watch it yet."

"Well, I'm afraid if you watch it again, I'm going to drive directly into the wild." Zhuang Mengqi said expressionlessly.

Zhou Siyi was at a loss for words, it seemed that this person was even more impatient than him.

Zhuang Mengqi said slowly: "At the hospital just now, when you threw yourself into your arms, I thought, why didn't I tell you a ghost story earlier."

Zhou Siyi: "...Oh."

Zhuang Mengqi continued: "When I got to the corridor, I thought, if this is not a hospital, I will lock you in the corridor without lights and make you cry."

Zhou Siyi's head was crackling, he didn't know whether he was crazy or he was crazy, his heartbeat was unbelievably fast.

"Really." He said, "Then don't just think about it next time, put it into practice."

Zhuang Mengqi nodded and said: "You can still talk hard for half an hour, continue."

When he arrived at Biyun, Zhuang Mengqi directly parked the car in the yard. The light rain was still falling, so he didn't even open an umbrella, so he walked over and opened the passenger door.

As soon as Zhou Siyi got out of the car, he grabbed his chin and pushed it against the car door.

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After a heavy rain, the leaves of the camphor tree sprouted new buds, and birdsong rang out from time to time among the branches.

Zhou Siyi was lying on the messy bed. The sheets under him had been changed, but they were still wrinkled from sleeping on them.

His hair was disheveled, and his red-stained shoulders were exposed under the soft quilt.The straight and smooth calf was also exposed, and even the ankles were marked with red marks.

When he was going to bed yesterday, it was already dawn, he was picked up at noon and fed some porridge, and then fell asleep drowsily.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already afternoon.

Zhou Siyi stared blankly at the white pillow, and it took him a while to wake up and realize where he was.

He tried to move his limbs, and every inch of his muscles was screaming with soreness.

"Old bastard!" He cursed angrily, and when he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was as hoarse as if it had been stuffed with a ball of cotton.

He remembered that he was forced to say everything yesterday, and couldn't help but wailed, and buried him back on the soft pillow.

Pillows... He thought of the pillows he had laid under his body yesterday, and the pillows he had laid on the ground when he knelt on the ground...

Fuck, wait, no way!

He quickly looked up and found that the color was different, so he was relieved. Yesterday's pillow was gray, and the white on it was very shocking.

He sniffed it carefully, and found that the pillow really only smelled of lavender essential oil, so he was completely relieved.

The room seemed to have been cleaned, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhou Siyi got up from the bed, his body was clean and refreshed. If it wasn't for the lack of fair skin all over his body and the soreness behind him, he even doubted whether this ridiculous night had really existed.

There was a sweater and loose trousers on the stool at the end of the bed. Zhou Siyi picked them up and realized that they were actually his favorite brand.

There was a fresh perfume lily on the coffee table, and the pure white petals were covered with water droplets. The fragrance of the flower that I smelled just now came from her.

Zhou Siyi put on her clothes and lightly touched her petals, "Morning... good afternoon."

He went into the bathroom, and in front of the mirror stood an electric toothbrush filled with toothpaste and a heated water cup. He couldn't help showing a slight smile, and thought with a straight face, hmph, it's too late to fix it afterwards.

The toothbrush swept over his mouth, and every inch reminded him of how Zhuang Mengqi gently brushed his upper jaw and the corners of his lips during the entanglement yesterday.

He looked at his gradually turning red face in the glasses, spit out the foam in his mouth, and washed his face hastily.

When he was about to go downstairs, he saw the painting he gave him last time in the small hall outside.

It has been reframed and hung above the trophies.

The Taoist priest in the painting holds a sword in his right hand, with a cold and arrogant expression.

Zhou Siyi saw this painting at this time, but there was only one thought in his head, a fucking beast in clothes, it is not a human thing if it goes to bed.

He covered his waist, closed the door and went downstairs with a grin.

There are two kitchens in Zhuang Mengqi's house, one is at the end of the living room, and the other is open, which can be seen at a glance from the stairs.

At this moment, he was rolling up his sleeves and concentrating on cooking.

The soup was simmering in the pot, and the rich aroma spread out.

Zhou Siyi leaned on the railing, held his chin and sniffed, um, it smelled like medicinal herbs.

Zhuang Mengqi looked refreshed, wearing a white shirt and trousers with a few buttons on the neckline.

When Zhou Siyi saw the buttons, he remembered the plaid shirt that was torn violently by him yesterday, and his head began to dizzy again.

His eyes fell on the belt around his waist, which was the belt that bound his hands yesterday.

Because there was no bedside pillar, Zhuang Mengqi said slightly annoyed that he would change to a bed with pillars next time.

When Zhou Siyi came down from upstairs, his face turned red like a cooked lobster again.

He originally wanted to reprimand Zhuang Mengqi for his intemperance last night, but he couldn't control his body and walked behind him, hugging him softly.

Zhuang Mengqi was concentrating on cooking, and didn't notice that he was coming down. As soon as his hands stopped, he wanted to turn around.

Zhou Siyi didn't let him move, buried his face on his back, and said, "Good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, baby." Zhuang Mengqi smiled softly, and Zhou Siyi felt his body tremble, and became more and more embarrassed.

He still turned around, held up Zhou Siyi's face, and covered his lips.

After a superficial kiss, he looked into his eyes and said, "I love you, did I forget to say this yesterday?"

He really didn't have time to say these three words yesterday except for "speaking louder" and other shameful words.

"I've wanted to tell you since I woke up, and I've been thinking about it until now. Baby, I love you so much." Zhuang Mengqi said.

The small fire in Zhou Siyi's stomach was poured out in an instant, without even thinking of blaming him for his recklessness, he wrapped his arms around his waist and said, "Me too, I love you so much, Mr. Zhuang."

The two kissed each other, and it wasn't until Zhou Siyi reminded him of the dishes in the pot that he remembered to go back and continue cooking.

This dish lived up to expectations, but Zhuang Mengqi still picked out the black part, put it on a plate and served it on the table.

Several dishes are Zhou Siyi's favorite, and there is also a pot of milky white soup stewed with unknown ingredients.

The soup is white and thick, with medicinal materials such as caterpillar fungus floating on it, and has a strong aroma.

"What kind of soup is this?" Zhou Siyi watched as Zhuang Mengqi filled a bowl and handed it to him.

"Beef soup, try it and see how it tastes." Zhuang Mengqi said.

"Beef offal soup?" Zhou Siyi scooped up a spoon, but he didn't see a piece of beef, and this soup was much whiter than ordinary beef offal soup.

Zhuang Mengqi didn't speak, and filled a bowl for himself, but there was something like chunks of beef in his bowl.

"Hey, hey, why are you like this, you eat meat yourself and don't give it to me?" Zhou Siyi said dissatisfied.

After being tossed all night, it is unreasonable not to give him meat!

Zhuang Mengqi smiled and said, "Do you want to eat?"