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

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting long, thin shadows on the floor.

Song Jingmo's biological clock made him wake up promptly at 7:30. The person in his arms was fast asleep, curled up against his chest.

Her breathing was even and deep, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes, making her as quiet as a delicate porcelain doll.

Song Jingmo's heart softened completely, and she carefully pulled her arm out, which had been pressed down and felt numb.

Trying not to disturb Lu Er, she got up and got out of bed.

After a quick wash, I picked up my phone, which was charging on the bedside table.

The screen unlocks, and the WeChat icon displays dozens of unread messages.

When you open it, most of the posts come from the "slacking off and not being proactive" group.

Starting from midnight, colleagues began sending birthday wishes in the group chat.

[Did the head nurse swear today? Happy birthday, Director Song! May your surgeries go smoothly and may you publish many papers in the new year! [cake][cake]]

[Dr. Liu is not a doctor: @Director Song, happy birthday! You're another year younger!]

[Little Princess of Medical Devices: Happy Birthday, Dr. Song!]

[Tang Lan just wants to eat: Happy birthday, Teacher Song! Please treat me! Please feed me! [Kneeling and begging.jpg]]

[Yin Siyao: Happy birthday, Jingmo.]

This was followed by a long string of "+1" and "Please treat me" messages flooding the screen.

Looking at these familiar IDs and the lively chat, Song Jingmo couldn't help but smile genuinely.

Looking at Lu Er, who was still fast asleep beside him, with her hair disheveled and only half of her peaceful sleeping face visible, he was filled with a huge sense of happiness.

He tapped the screen with his finger and replied:

Thank you everyone. It's my treat to dinner at Baiyunjian at 6 PM. Everyone who can come, please come!

As soon as the message was sent, the group chat exploded with cheering emojis filling the screen.

[Tang Lan just wants to eat: Ahhh! Teacher Song is awesome! Baiyunjian! I love it! [Spinning and jumping with my eyes closed.jpg]]

[Dr. Liu is not a doctor: Director Song is so generous! I'll definitely be there!]

[Did the head nurse yell at anyone today? Received! Director Song spent a lot of money.]

[Little Princess of Medical Equipment: Screenshot taken, anyone who doesn't come is a puppy!]

Putting down his phone, Song Jingmo turned to the side and couldn't help but lower his head again to place a gentle kiss on Lu Er's smooth forehead.

Lu Er was awakened by the slight noise, and her eyelashes trembled a few times.

He groggily opened his eyes, his voice heavy with sleep and hoarse: "Hmm... what time is it?"

"7:30, still early."

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Song Jingmo brushed the stray hairs from the person's forehead, "Sleep a little longer, I'll go get something to eat."

Lu Er struggled to get up: "Aren't you going to work?"

Song Jingmo pressed him back into bed and wrapped him in the blanket: "I've taken a day off. I have surgery this afternoon, and after that I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight. You can come too."

Lu Er rubbed her eyes, trying to focus her gaze and see Song Jingmo standing against the light by the bed.

Song Jingmo leaned down and kissed the person's forehead, his voice gentle, "It's still early, I'll cook some porridge, you can eat it and then continue sleeping."

Lu Er felt as if her whole body had been disassembled and reassembled, especially her waist and a certain embarrassing area, which were extremely sore and swollen.

I had no appetite at all and just wanted to stay sprawled out.

"I'm not eating anymore... You eat it."

Song Jingmo: "Take a nap a little longer, I'll come over and feed you later."

More than half an hour later, Song Jingmo sat down by the bed.

I picked up a bowl of porridge, stirred it with a spoon, and tested the temperature.

He held her in his arms, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to Lu Er's lips. "I'll come back to pick you up for dinner around 5 p.m. They'll probably go to karaoke too."

Lu Er took a small sip of warm porridge from Song Jingmo's hand, and the warmth slid down her esophagus, making her feel a little better.

"But I have to go back to K City tonight, and I have filming the next day."

Lu Er's drowsiness dissipated somewhat, and her eyes brightened, but she quickly became dejected again.

"It won't be a problem. We'll have dinner at six and take you to the airport at ten. That should be enough."

Lu Er blinked: "How did you know I bought a ticket for the 11 o'clock flight?"

He booked the ticket in K City. Could it be that Song Jingmo went through his phone while he was sleeping?

Song Jingmo saw through Lu Er's thoughts at a glance and pinched the tip of her nose: "I didn't look at your phone."

I just know that Lu Er won't want to leave too soon, and will definitely buy a ticket for the last flight.

"There's nothing shady on my phone, so it doesn't matter if I look at it."

Lu Er was very generous and even told Song Jingmo her phone password, "The password is your birthday."

Looking into the person's beautiful eyes and trembling eyelashes, Song Jingmo's heart softened, and he leaned down to steal another kiss on the person's lips.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Lu Er pushed the person away: "Go to work, don't worry about me, I'm going to sleep a little longer."

She yawned slightly and then shrank back under the covers.

"Okay, you should get some rest."

Song Jingmo tucked the blanket around the person, kissed the top of their head, then got up, quickly ate his breakfast, changed his clothes, and went out.

Lu Er slept straight until four o'clock in the afternoon.

The curtains are too good at blocking out light, so the room is still dim.

I woke up with a start, grabbed my phone to check the time, and was immediately shocked.

We'll have dinner at 6 PM, and it'll still take some time to get to Baiyunjian from here.

He still needs to take a shower and tidy himself up.

Despite the aches and pains in my body, I struggled to get up and rushed into the bathroom for a quick shower.

The hot water rinsed my body and relieved some of the discomfort.

However, my lower back was sore and weak, and the strange feeling in my back was still obvious.

After taking a shower, I stood in the dressing room and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were still a little red, and there were marks on my neck and collarbone. I couldn't help but sigh.

How can I face anyone looking like this?

I opened the wardrobe and picked through the clothes.

After looking around, my eyes finally fell on a red and white color-blocked casual jacket.

The coat has a simple design; the red is passionate but not gaudy, and the white is refreshing, making it a very energetic combination.

Wear a simple white turtleneck sweater underneath, which is both warm and can slightly cover the marks on your neck.

For her lower body, she chose a pair of slim-fit black jeans and white sneakers.

The red and white color scheme made her skin look even whiter and her complexion looked much better.

The youthful energy neutralized the fatigue in her eyes and the lethargy from excessive indulgence, making her look much more refreshing overall.

I ran my fingers through my still-wet hair in front of the mirror, wondering if I should use some hair wax to style it.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Song Jingmo walked in, bringing with him the slightly cool air from outside.

The mirror reflected Song Jingmo's figure; he was wearing a dark gray wool sweater and matching trousers.

He wore a camel-colored overcoat, which made him look elegant and upright.

Song Jingmo looked at the person standing in front of the dressing mirror, struggling with her hair: "Er'er, if you keep dressing up, I won't even want to take you out."

As he spoke, he pulled her into his arms from behind, rested his chin on Lu Er's shoulder, and took a deep breath.

His voice was deep and pleasant: "Stop doing that, it's already beautiful enough."