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

The kiss landed, quickly and heavily, carrying a longing that had been suppressed for days.

Lu Er was quickly overwhelmed by the kisses, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around Song Jingmo's neck.

Song Jingmo's hand slipped inside Lu Er's clothes, his palm resting against the skin on her waist.

Lu Er closed her eyes and responded to the kiss.

He fumbled to untie the belt of Song Jingmo's clothes, but his fingers trembled and he couldn't untie it for a long time.

Song Jingmo chuckled and unbuttoned his clothes.

Then he grabbed Lu Er's hand and pressed it against his chest.

"Did you touch it?"

Song Jingmo asked during a break in the kiss.

"What...?"

"My heart is beating very fast," Song Jingmo said.

His heart raced the moment he saw Lu Er.

Lu Er touched it.

Steady and powerful, yet with a fast rhythm, like the beating of drums.

"Dr. Song..."

"Um?"

"Tail······"

The clothes were removed piece by piece and thrown on the ground.

The bright red silk contrasted sharply with the dark bed sheets, which were piled haphazardly beside the bed.

Lu Er sighed and reached out to take it off.

He was so afraid the neighbors would complain about the noise.

"don't want."

Song Jingmo coaxed, "Wear it, it sounds nice."

He then lowered his head and kissed Lu Er's collarbone: "Er Er is the best girl, she loves me the most, right?"

Everything went awry from then on.

Sometimes Lu Er couldn't help but reach out and press it down, but soon Song Jingmo would grab her hand and press their fingers together on the pillow.

"Don't······"

Lu Er protested quietly, "It's too loud, we'll get complaints..."

"The soundproofing is excellent; there won't be any complaints."

Song Jingmo kissed the other's earlobe, "I really like this voice, it's so beautiful, don't you like it?"

Lu Er was speechless.

By the time everything calmed down, it was almost 2 a.m.

Lu Er was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers. She lay on the bed with her face buried in the pillow, too exhausted to even move.

Song Jingmo hugged Lu Er from behind and kissed her fair shoulder.

"tired?"

"Um······"

Lu Er's voice was muffled, "My back aches, and I have to film tomorrow afternoon."

Song Jingmo placed his hand on the person's waist and gently massaged it.

Lu Er let out a comfortable hum.

"Dr. Song..."

Lu Er struggled to turn over, looking at the chaotic scene. "What do we do now?"

Song Jingmo glanced at it as well, and said calmly, "I'll call customer service to replace it."

"Now?"

Lu Er instantly sobered up. "Two in the morning, you called room service to change the blankets?"

"Otherwise what?"

Song Jingmo got up and picked up the phone on the bedside table. "Are you planning to sleep like this? You're already like this, the hairdryer definitely won't dry you."

Lu Er could only watch helplessly as Song Jingmo dialed the front desk.

Song Jingmo remained as composed as ever: "Hello, could you please have room service bring up a clean set of bedding? Yes, now. Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Er shrank into the blankets, only her eyes showing: "So embarrassing..."

"What's so shameful about it?"

Song Jingmo pulled the person out of the blanket. "Normal needs."

"Who would ask for their bedding to be changed at 2 a.m.? What will people think of us...?"

"Special circumstances".

Song Jingmo remained unfazed.

Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Lu Er jumped up like a startled rabbit, grabbed a bath towel, and rushed into the bathroom: "I don't want to lose face."

Song Jingmo watched the person flee in disarray, a smile flashing in his eyes.

I straightened my pajamas before opening the door.

Outside the door was a woman in her fifties, pushing a cleaning cart.

With a professional smile on his face, he said, "Hello sir, room service."

"This is troublesome."

Song Jingmo stepped aside to let him in.

The auntie quickly and efficiently began changing the clothes.

Seeing the mess, he paused for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "Oh dear, this bed..."

Song Jingmo calmly explained, "The child was just playing around. I'm sorry for causing trouble."

The auntie was very professional and didn't ask any more questions. She smiled and said, "It's okay, kids are all naughty."

After the nanny left, Song Jingmo knocked on the bathroom door: "Okay, come out now."

Lu Er came out wrapped in a bath towel, her face still red.

Whether it was from the heat or from embarrassment, she glared fiercely at Song Jingmo.

"Couldn't you have come up with a better excuse?"

He raised his leg and kicked her, saying, "You call yourself a top student? You can't even make up an excuse."

Song Jingmo grabbed the person's ankle: "Then how should I put it reasonably?"

"You can say..."

Lu Er pouted angrily, "Auntie is probably laughing her head off inside..."

"No, I won't." Song Jingmo pulled him into her arms. "What kind of situation hasn't your aunt seen?"

Lu Er kicked him again in anger: "Dr. Song, what's going on in your head?"

Song Jingmo pulled the person into his arms: "It's you I was pretending to be. Stop fooling around, go to sleep."

Lu Er pouted, but eventually obediently lay down.

Song Jingmo hugged Lu Er from behind, his arms around her waist, where a bell was still adorning her.

Lu Er suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right, my brother called me last night."

Song Jingmo asked, "What is it?"

"Speaking of my mother..." Lu Er paused, "She hasn't been in a good mood lately, and her condition shows signs of worsening."

Song Jingmo's hand tightened.

"They said they wanted to arrange a marriage with the Lu family, but it fell through, and she became a laughing stock in the industry. Someone as proud and concerned about her image as her definitely couldn't stand it."

Song Jingmo didn't say anything, but just hugged the person tighter.

"My brother said that she has recently locked herself in her house, refusing to see anyone, and not even letting the doctor in."

Lu Er closed her eyes and snuggled closer to Song Jingmo: "I'm a little... worried."

"Would you like to go back and take a look?" Song Jingmo asked. "Or is there anything I can do for you?"

Lu Er remained silent for a long time.

"I don't need you to do anything. I just want to go back and see, but I don't dare."

She was afraid that meeting him would lead to another argument, afraid that Leng Qinghua would be even angrier if she saw her, and afraid that her condition would worsen because of her.

"Let's wait until this movie is finished filming."

Song Jingmo kissed the other person's hair. "I'll go back with you."

Lu Er looked up at Song Jingmo in the dim light: "Aren't you afraid... she'll say something nasty again?"

"I'm afraid," Song Jingmo said honestly, "but I'm even more afraid of you facing this alone."

Lu Er's nose tingled with emotion.

She buried her face in Song Jingmo's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Dr. Song, you're so kind."

"Just telling the truth."

Song Jingmo stroked the person's hair, "You are mine, and your affairs are my affairs."

Lu Er turned over in the person's arms and looked at them face to face.

"Dr. Song."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you..." Lu Er leaned over and kissed Song Jingmo's chin. "You've always been there for me."

Song Jingmo looked at the person, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Don't want to sleep? If you don't want to sleep, you can do something else."

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Lu Er closed her eyes and found a comfortable position in Song Jingmo's arms.

The bell jingled softly with the movement.