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

Inside the room, two open suitcases were placed side by side on the floor.

Lu Er proudly pulled out two neatly folded windbreakers.

"Ta-da! Look!"

In front of the mirror, Lu Er first held up a set of extremely eye-catching, highly saturated dragon fruit red windbreaker and pants in front of herself and gestured to show them off.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Jingmo suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"This set is mine, and this set is yours!" Lu Er's eyes sparkled as she shoved the fluorescent green set into Song Jingmo's hands.

She quickly changed into the dragon fruit red outfit and paired it with a pair of clean white hiking boots.

Standing in front of the mirror, he looks just like an energetic young man who has stepped out of a comic book.

Although the colors are exaggerated, her stunning good looks somehow manage to pull it off. It makes her skin appear even whiter and her eyes and brows even more vibrant.

Lu Er turned her head and looked at Song Jingmo with anticipation.

Song Jingmo's gaze fell on the fluorescent green outfit, and a rare crack appeared on his usually expressionless face.

"Er'er," Song Jingmo tried to struggle, her voice tinged with helplessness, "Isn't this color a bit too bright?"

He usually wears minimalist, neutral colors like black and gray. This fluorescent green is way out of his comfort zone.

Lu Er had anticipated Song Jingmo's reaction and immediately switched to her coquettish mode.

She leaned closer, took Song Jingmo's hand, and gently shook it.

Her voice was soft and sweet: "Oh dear~ I just think you always wear those drab, gray colors, it's too monotonous."

"I want to see you wear something different, something bright and vibrant, that would be so much better, so full of energy. We're going to be the most stylish people on Qiniang Mountain, the ones everyone envies!"

Looking into those beautiful peach blossom eyes, Song Jingmo's heart began to soften.

But looking at the bright green dress in my hand, I still couldn't bring myself to buy it.

Lu Er's eyes darted around, and she unleashed her trump card.

She tiptoed and whispered in Song Jingmo's ear, "Honey, please let me see you wear it, okay?"

"Red and green, what a perfect match! We're a match made in heaven!"

The word "husband" was like a subtle electric current, instantly coursing through Song Jingmo's entire body and striking his heart.

That pitiful struggle crumbled instantly; all notions of apathy and comfort zones were thrown to the winds.

Song Jingmo picked up the fluorescent green outfit, his tone indulgent and doting: "Okay."

When Lu Er changed into her fluorescent green windbreaker and pants, she stared at them in disbelief.

Song Jingmo, who usually wears light colors and has a cool and aloof temperament, was suddenly enveloped in this extremely selective fluorescent green. Far from looking tacky, she exuded a stunning sense of breaking free from restraint.

The fluorescent green color made Song Jingmo's skin appear even whiter and colder, and his handsome features were even more prominent under this high-saturation contrast.

She was like a tropical plant that suddenly bloomed in the snow, with sharp thorns yet incredibly attractive, dangerous and alluring.

"Wow!"

Lu Er couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, praising him without reservation, "My Dr. Song is so handsome! This color is absolutely amazing, he's incredibly dashing!"

When the two, one in red and one in green, walked hand in hand to the meeting point, they indeed caused a sensation.

When the orthopedic colleagues saw Song Jingmo's unprecedentedly trendy look, they were stunned for three seconds before bursting into enthusiastic praise.

"My God, Dr. Song, you're so handsome!"

"People who are good-looking really do look good even in a burlap sack, and they look absolutely stunning in fluorescent green!"

"Who says red and green clash terribly? When it comes to looks, all color matching rules are meaningless!"

"Following Xiao Lu means not only delicious food, but also seeing such a different side of Dr. Song~"

Song Jingmo's ears turned slightly red, while Lu Er stood tall and proud, looking smug as if to say, "See how good my taste is?"

The group set off for Qiniang Mountain, planning to climb to the top in the evening to watch the sunset and feel the sea breeze, and then camp and stargaze at night.

Everyone works in pairs, with one person carrying the heavy camping gear and the other carrying food and water. They can switch gears along the way.

Song Jingmo carried the huge hiking backpack containing the heavy tent and sleeping bag, while Lu Er carried a relatively light bag filled with various snacks, fruits and drinking water.

Yin Siyao instinctively reached for the heavy bag, but before her hand could even touch the strap, Leng Keyan snatched the bag up and slung it neatly onto her back.

"Teacher Yin, I'll memorize this."

Leng Keyan said firmly, "You stand on the operating table for five or six hours at a time, that's too hard. Leave this kind of physical work to me, you carry the food."

As he spoke, he handed the small, lightweight bag containing the food to Yin Siyao.

Yin Siyao glanced at the obviously heavy bag on Leng Keyan's back, but in the end, she only gave her a brief look and said in a low voice, "Whatever."

She silently picked up the light food bag, but as she turned around, the corners of her lips seemed to curve slightly.

On the way, Song Jingmo and Yin Siyao walked side by side ahead, discussing surgical cases in hushed tones, while Liao Xubai and Dr. Xiao would occasionally chime in with a few words.

Looking at Yin Siyao's aloof back in front of her, and then glancing at Leng Keyan beside her whose eyes were glued to Yin Siyao, Lu Er's gossip spirit burned brightly.

She quietly moved closer to Leng Keyan and asked in a low voice, "How far have things progressed between you and Yin Siyao? Can you give your uncle a heads-up?"

Leng Keyan was staring intently at the back of Yin Siyao's head when she heard this, and a hint of unease flashed across her face.

She lowered her voice, her tone a mixture of smugness and slight grievance: "I'm asleep."

Lu Er: "Asleep? Was it just sleeping, or did you do something else?"

Leng Keyan's face fell, and she sighed, "It's just sleeping, literally."

She then began to complain, "Teacher Yin's house is a one-bedroom apartment, there's no extra room at all. The sofa is also small, so we're basically forced to share a bed."

Lu Er clicked her tongue in amazement and pressed, "You slept together for two months and didn't take the opportunity to do anything? That's not like you!"

Leng Keyan was even more frustrated, her features scrunched up: "Of course I want to! But Teacher Yin is too guarded."

"Except for the occasional time when I shamelessly try to feed him some fruit, I can't even hug him. If I get close, he gives me that 'Are you stupid?' look."

Lu Er leaned closer and began to share her experience as someone who had been there before.

"Let me tell you, tonight is a great opportunity. The space inside the tent is so small, you can bump into each other even when you turn over, physical contact is inevitable..."

She winked and said, "You know, wouldn't it be better to act weaker, more coquettish, and play the victim?"

"Let me tell you, men who know how to be charming have the best lives. Every time I act charming, your teacher Song abandons all her principles and will do whatever she asks~"

Leng Keyan was skeptical: "Will this work? Won't Teacher Yin think I'm even more foolish?"

"Believe in your uncle, and you'll have eternal life." Lu Er encouraged him, "Just say your backpack is too heavy and your shoulders hurt~ The key is to be natural and innocent."

The two whispered to each other, and Song Jingmo in front seemed to notice.

Looking back, she met Lu Er's slightly cunning gaze.

Lu Er immediately gave Song Jingmo a bright smile and secretly made a heart shape with her hands.

A helpless yet indulgent smile appeared in Song Jingmo's eyes as he turned his head and continued talking to Yin Siyao.

I just slowed my pace a little, waiting for that little sun-like person behind me to catch up.