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Sang Huan kept her promise to Pei Yansheng to visit him in the hospital. At 7:30 the next morning, she got up, packed her things, and left with the millet porridge that her aunt had cooked.

A light rain was still falling, and the sky was a hazy gray.

When the girl arrived at the hospital, still damp, there were only a few doctors and nurses on duty in the lobby. She carried her insulated food container up the elevator. There weren't many people around at that time, and she arrived at her ward smoothly in less than two minutes.

She raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door. The door wasn't closed, and it opened automatically when she knocked.

Sang Huan went inside, her voice soft and gentle.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I brought you some millet porridge that my aunt made. Would you like to try some?"

Halfway through her sentence, as if sensing something was wrong, Sang Huan looked up and froze upon seeing the scene inside.

Pei Yansheng leaned against the hospital bed, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge. His fingertips slid across the touchscreen of his laptop, while several subordinates in suits and ties surrounded him, quietly reporting on their work.

Hearing the door open, everyone looked up at the intruder.

Sang Huan felt a chill run down her spine from the stare, a surge of heat rose to her ears, and her fingers instinctively tightened around the insulated box, her voice filled with panic and helplessness.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect so many people. I just came in because I saw the door wasn't closed..."

By the end, she was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into a hole, and a blush spread all the way down her neck.

Pei Yansheng took in the sight, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. He pushed up his glasses with his fingertip and gave a soft instruction.

"Go out first, and if there's anything you need to take care of later, just send me a message to my email."

Upon receiving the order, everyone left without lingering, carrying briefcases and documents.

As the people left one after another, the girl remained standing there, motionless.

A faint smile appeared in Pei Yansheng's eyes as he got up and got out of bed.

Since we were staying overnight at the hospital, the room was heated enough.

The man was only wearing a gray and white checkered loungewear set. Two buttons on his chest had been undone at some point, and the collar was loosely open, exposing his pale chest and delicate collarbone to his Adam's apple.

As he slowly and deliberately removed his gold-rimmed glasses from the bridge of his nose, Sang Huan noticed that he had loosely rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, revealing his slender and well-defined forearm muscles.

"Come sit down and rest for a while."

Sang Huan's embarrassment hadn't faded yet. "Why are you working at the hospital?"

"There was an urgent project at the company, so I took care of it first. Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I thought you were going to come at noon."

Knowing she would arrive so early, he would have handled it via video conference.

The VIP ward has a sofa and dining table specifically for guests, and it looks like Pei Yansheng, a patient, even had to pull out a chair for him.

Upon seeing this, Sang Huan disregarded everything else and quickly stepped forward to grab Pei Yansheng's arm, frowning with worry.

"Your arm is injured, how can you do this? What if you aggravate the wound!"

Pei Yansheng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's outstretched hand.

Her hands were small, barely able to grasp half of his arm. Her nails were neatly trimmed, with a faint pink tinge underneath, delicate and beautiful like jade.

The skin of his palm was soft and smooth, pressed against his forearm muscles without any obstruction...

His intense gaze locked onto her, making Sang Huan tremble and quickly pull her hand back.

"Well, I was just worried about your injury, don't misunderstand."

His gaze slowly moved, landing on the girl's pearly teeth as she bit her rosy lips. The man's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

"It's okay."

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I asked the housekeeper to make some porridge. Try it and see how it tastes."

Sang Huan pursed her lips and quickly placed the insulated box she was carrying on the table and opened it, trying to break the awkward atmosphere in this way.

But she was too nervous, and her hands moved so fast that the lid of the thermos was damp with moisture. She finally managed to twist the lid open and was just about to put it down when a burst of hot steam hit her and burned her fingers without warning.

Sang Huan hissed in pain, her grip faltered, and the insulated box slipped from her hand and crashed down.

Just as the scalding hot porridge was about to be splashed on her, Sang Huan subconsciously closed her eyes.

The expected pain didn't come. The next moment, a strong force came from her arm, and she stumbled backward, falling into an embrace that smelled faintly of shower gel.

The insulated box hit the tiled floor with a loud "bang".

The girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a gray and white checkered fabric.

Looking up slightly, the man's unbuttoned shirt revealed a large expanse of bare skin. The delicate indentation of his collarbone cast a shadow, his neck was long and slender, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly with each breath. Above that were a pair of dark, deep eyes, as black as the night.

She placed her hands on the man's chest, and through the thin fabric of his clothes, the burning heat of his skin was felt without restraint, while the steady heartbeat in his chest was transmitted through her palms.

"Bang, bang, bang"

As if drawn by an invisible force, their bodies pressed tightly together, their heartbeats resonating uncontrollably with it.

His deep, ink-black pupils gradually enlarged along with that aloof and handsome face, a gentle yet irresistible aura descending upon him, brazenly intruding.

The warm, soft scents intertwined intimately, and the skin beneath my palms, separated by the fabric, felt increasingly hot.

The hand gripping her slender waist tightened, forcing her to stand on tiptoe, enduring the awkward yet fierce thrusts…

The air in her lungs was gradually taken away, and her clear peach blossom eyes were gradually shrouded in moisture, turning into a thin mist.

"Well……"

The soft, white fingers pressed against the man's chest unconsciously tightened, wrinkling the thin, soft fabric, and he swallowed all the soft sobs between her lips.

"Da da"

There was a gentle knock on the door, and a familiar, cautious female voice rang out from outside.

"Yan Sheng, it's me, Xiao Yue. I heard you were injured, so I brought some things to see you. May I open the door?"

It fell like a thunderbolt!

The girl's hazy eyes suddenly widened, and her fingers, which had been gripping the fabric tightly, loosened. She desperately pushed the man in front of her, trying to make him let go.

But the man's large hand around her waist suddenly tightened, his arm gripping her slender waist like steel, leaving her no strength to retreat.

"Yan Sheng, are you still angry with me? I'm sorry, what happened before was my fault. I was too angry and that's why I acted so impulsively. Can you forgive me? If you don't say anything, I'll take that as you forgiving me. Shall I come in?"

The woman's voice at the door hadn't stopped, but what was inside made Sang Huan even more panicked. She desperately wanted to escape from the man, and seeing that he wouldn't let go, she tried to resist in a different way.

But the moment she moved, the man became even more ferocious...

"Shall I come in?"

"click"

The sound of the doorknob turning rang out!

But she was still forced to look up at him...