Song Nian was going to the bathroom to take a cold shower to keep himself awake.

Seeing her like this, Fu Junyu could guess what was wrong with her no matter how slow her reaction was.

It's not suitable to ask how she became like this now, but to give her an antidote.

"Don't go." Fu Junyu lay beside Song Nian, held her face in his hands and looked at her closely, "There are many ways to cure the medicine. It doesn't have to be a cold bath. We have other plans."

"What?" Song Nian leaned against Fu Junyu, greedily sniffing his clean and pleasant smell.

Xu felt that it was not enough, so she rubbed Fu Junyu's face, "Sir, you are so comfortable."

It's so close, there's a hint of coolness, I like it so much.

I like it so much that I want to get closer, and I want to ask for more.

The medicine took effect, and Song Nian's body was very hot. Compared with Fu Junyu's slightly cold body temperature, it was hot and cold.

"I'll tell you slowly." After Fu Junyu said this, he kissed Song Nian's forehead and got up.

Soon, the bright room went dark, leaving only a lamp by the bed.

The huge room was shrouded in hazy yellow and ambiguous light, and the rustling of undressing sounded, adding to the ambiguity in this quiet night. The moon had already hidden in the clouds, the cool wind was blowing outside the window, and the curtains moved with the wind.

A charming room.

Upon waking up, Song Nian felt indescribably sore and weak all over his body.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, and it shone warmly into every corner of the room.

Stretching, Song Nian turned over and lay on his side.

The bed was huge, and she recognized that this was not her room, and she sat up abruptly.

The quilt covering her body slipped quietly, and the scenery was almost leaked. She grabbed the slipped quilt just in time to prevent the scenery from leaking.

Fragments flashed through my mind, and those fragments were really...

Song Nian's face turned red immediately, and her tender white hands were inserted between her hair, and the fragmentary memory fragments gradually became clear, and they were pieced together into a whole picture.

Last night, she and Fu Junyu...

Throwing off the quilt suddenly, Song Nian grabbed the clothes at the side and put them on indiscriminately, and walked towards the bathroom like a gust of wind.

Peeping from the corner of the flying clothes, her white and tender skin is covered with hickey marks.

After soaking in a hot bath, Song Nian's tired and limp body was gently baptized, coupled with the relief of medicine, her whole body was radiant, refreshed, and full of energy.

After taking a bath, in order to cover the hickey marks all over his body, Song Nian picked out close-fitting clothes and pants.

After coming out of the room, Song Nian didn't go to the living room, but turned around and went to Fu Junyu's study.

When she came to the study window, she opened the curtains and looked out. Yu Shengbai's car was still parked in the distance.

After confirming, Song Nian left the study.

When they came to the living room, the twins were sitting at the dining table having breakfast, and Fu Junyu was accompanying them.

"Mommy (Mommy)~"

Seeing Song Nian, the twins spoke at the same time, their voices were sweet and waxy.

Song Nian went over and kissed the twins respectively, then walked to Fu Junyu and sat down.

Fu Junyu poured her some soup to replenish her body, and looked at her with ambiguous and loving eyes: "Madam was exhausted last night, it's time to replenish your body."

These words were extremely ambiguous, Song Nian wanted to pretend that nothing happened.

But who knows which pot Fu Junyu won't open and which pot to lift, her face is not red, but her ears are.

After seeing the bowl of tonic soup that Fu Junyu specially prepared for her, Song Nian took it with an unchanged expression, and then drank the bowl of soup without leaving a drop under the gaze of Fu Junyu's warm eyes.

"Thank you sir, very nice."

Fu Junyu put the crab roe soup dumpling in front of Song Nian, and looked at her with a sickly smile, "Is the person nice, or the soup?"

"..."

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