Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

[P.S.: This book is frequently blocked; I suggest adding it to your bookshelf.]

Please read the introduction first. If you don't like it, don't come in, lest you give it a bad review and then come to criticize the author.

Hotel banquet hall.

"Congratulations! No wonder he's a top star in the Chinese entertainment industry with both talent and good looks."

A director raised his glass and approached, but Lu Er calmly avoided the man's hand and downed the wine in one gulp.

His Adam's apple bobbed, sexy and alluring, causing the women present to cover their mouths in amazement.

"You flatter me."

A few drops of amber liquid clung to her full, rosy lips, making her look both alluring and seductive.

Her slightly husky voice and perfectly timed smile made the small beauty mark at the corner of her eye particularly alluring.

The director stared wide-eyed and swallowed hard.

Lu Er suppressed the inexplicable heat rising within her body and accepted the wine offered to her.

After a few drinks, the burning sensation not only didn't subside, but quickly swept over my whole body.

My vision started to blur and I saw double.

No, he has a good alcohol tolerance and he was drinking champagne.

The problem must be with the alcohol.

"What's wrong with you?" Assistant Bai Zhi keenly noticed that the man's expression was off.

Approaching closer, I noticed the fine beads of sweat on Lu Er's temples. "You've been infected?"

"Go to the hospital..."

Lu Er squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, then collapsed weakly onto Bai Zhi, who had rushed over.

A man approached with two bodyguards: "Our CEO, Mr. Sheng, would like to invite Mr. Lu to discuss the film's subsequent publicity and distribution."

"Sorry, Brother Lu isn't feeling well today..."

The man interrupted angrily, "Who do you think you are?"

Lu Er's eyes were bloodshot: "If you push me too far, the fish won't die, but the net will definitely break."

The man was taken aback and made way for him.

Bai Zhi, panting heavily, jogged along, supported by the person she was helping, as flashbulbs went off wildly and fans screamed incessantly.

Lu Er subconsciously lowered her head, pulled her hat brim down, and pulled her mask up.

Only a section of her fair, rosy neck remained, leaving much to the imagination.

Vigorous exercise makes the fire inside the body burn brighter and brighter, almost burning away all reason.

An unspeakable emptiness screamed wildly, and Lu Er's legs went weak, almost causing her to fall into the car.

"Let's go to Kangren Hospital," Bai Zhi decided immediately. "Let's shake off the paparazzi."

Lu Er lay panting on the back seat, her cheeks flushed and her beautiful peach blossom eyes brimming with tears.

The carefully styled bangs lay limply on the forehead, adding a touch of broken beauty.

Bai Zhi said angrily, "This is absolutely outrageous!"

Lu Er's body curled up uncontrollably.

The dazzling city lights outside the window rushed past, blurring into a dizzying patch of light.

In a daze, I recalled that absurd night six years ago.

It's also this feeling of being controlled by desire.

He fell into the same pit twice.

That's incredibly stupid.

Lu Er grabbed her hair, trying to banish those unforgettable images from her mind.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror: "The paparazzi are catching up; several cars are following them relentlessly."

Bai Zhi glanced ahead and said, "Stop at the hospital entrance. Brother Lu, go to the hospital first. We'll shake off the paparazzi."

"it is good."

The driver slammed on the brakes as he drove over the grass in front of a flower bed.

Bai Zhi pushed open the car door, and Lu Er took the opportunity to jump out of the car.

I picked up my hat, put it on, and, suppressing my agitation and dizziness, staggered toward the hospital.

Several times, my legs gave way and I almost collapsed to the ground.

The cold environment and the unpleasant smell of disinfectant helped to clear Lu Er's mind.

But soon, the surging waves within him swept over him again.

Lu Er felt dizzy and could barely hear any sounds around her.

Through my blurry vision, I saw a doctor with a tall, straight figure, wearing a white coat, and with his head down.

His cold and aloof demeanor contrasted sharply with his surroundings.

As if seeing a lifeline, Lu Er stumbled forward and grabbed the person's wrist: "I feel unwell..."

The doctor turned his head at the sound.

The man's gaze was as cold as an ice blade, landing precisely on the disheveled Lu Er.

Those were beautiful fox eyes, but they were unusually cold.

The man glanced at the newcomer, his expression displeased: "Let go."

That voice sounds familiar.

Lu Er tried to open her eyes, wanting to see that face clearly.

The next second, as if struck by lightning, all the blood instantly froze.

Even the boiling desire was suppressed by immense fear.

It was Song Jingmo!

How could someone who disappeared for six years suddenly appear here?

It happened when he was at his most vulnerable.

God really knows how to play jokes.

Lu Er shuddered and turned to run away.

Six years had passed, and Song Jingmo had long since shed his youthful naiveté, his features now more defined and aloof.

Especially those eyes, they're even colder than they were back then.

The nurse next to her quickly helped Lu Er up after she fell and gently explained, "Dr. Song is a germaphobe, please don't mind it."

"Go register." Song Jingmo's voice was cold and flat.

Lu Er's eyes suddenly reddened.

In the past, Song Jingmo would get nervous if he coughed even once.

But now...

A nameless panic and chill crept up from the very marrow of my bones.

Song Jingmo turned around, his gaze sweeping over the unusually flushed ears and unsteady steps of the person in front of him, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"What symptoms?"

With the sound of footsteps, a cold, disinfectant-scented scent approached.

The intense sense of oppression made Lu Er's heart pound wildly.

Before he could speak, Song Jingmo looked directly into Lu Er's eyes: "Should we call the police, Mr. Lu?"

Lu Er suddenly looked up and met those all-knowing eyes.

Oh no, Song Jingmo recognized him.

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P.S.: Please keep this in mind before reading, it's all about emotions.

Unruly, cowardly, and short-tempered uke VS Cold on the outside but warm on the inside, deeply affectionate seme

Sweet romance novel, both characters are virgins (I only write virgin stories), older man/younger woman, two years apart.

Song Jingmo skipped grades throughout his studies, so while Lu Ergang was graduating from university, Song Jingmo had already graduated with a doctorate.

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