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

The next morning, Yin Siyao was awakened by aches and pains all over her body.

I opened my eyes, stared at the ceiling for three seconds, and then tried to move.

Oops, my waist has already run away from home.

Every subtle movement can affect an overused muscle, causing a distinct soreness.

Last night, from the living room to the bathroom, Leng Keyan seemed tireless, tossing and turning him over until the wee hours.

He couldn't remember how he finally fell asleep.

Yin Siyao's face darkened instantly. She gritted her teeth and struggled to turn over.

He reached out and touched the side, ready to teach that unruly brat a lesson.

They ended up empty-handed.

The spot next to me was cold, indicating that the person had been gone for a while.

Yin Siyao was taken aback, and the anger in her heart intensified.

Is this because they're afraid he'll lose his temper and then run away after taking advantage of them?

"Leng Keyan!"

When Yin Siyao opened her mouth, her throat hurt as if she had swallowed a razor blade, and her voice was extremely hoarse.

The urge to hit someone intensified, and Yin Siyao was so angry that she wanted to smash her phone.

But I can't bear to part with it.

That little rascal, he messed him up like this and then ran off and disappeared.

Just then, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Leng Keyan walked in carrying a glass of water. When she saw that Yin Siyao was awake, she immediately put on a flattering smile: "You're awake? I was just about to call you."

Yin Siyao glared at the person, her eyes practically spitting fire.

He doesn't even have the energy to curse anymore; he can only express his anger with his eyes.

As soon as Leng Keyan saw Yin Siyao's expression, she knew something bad was going to happen.

He quickly put the water glass on the bedside table, and then knelt down by the bed with a thud.

Yin Siyao: "..."

"Yaoyao, I was wrong."

Leng Keyan knelt upright, her expression sincere. "I was too unrestrained last night. I'm a bastard, I'm not human."

"Hit me, scold me, do whatever you want, just don't ignore me."

Leng Keyan looked up at Yin Siyao, her eyes wet, like a large dog waiting to be punished by its master for doing something wrong.

Yin Siyao was stunned by the kneeling, and the angry rebuke that was on the tip of her tongue got stuck in her throat.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leng Keyan picked up the water glass and carefully brought the straw to Yin Siyao's lips.

Her voice was soft and gentle, full of flattery: "Don't speak yet, your throat must be sore. Drink some honey water to soothe it, it's warm, not hot."

Yin Siyao was so angry that she didn't want to drink it.

Leng Keyan blinked her eyes, her gaze becoming even more pitiful.

With a hint of pleading, she said, "Teacher Yin, just one sip. You can scold me, hit me, whatever you want after you finish."

Yin Siyao couldn't resist those pitiful little eyes in the end, and her throat was really dry, so she took a small sip through the straw.

The warm, sweet liquid glided over my dry, sore throat, bringing a comfortable relief.

Leng Keyan had been carefully observing Yin Siyao's expression. Seeing that Yin Siyao's brows relaxed slightly due to comfort, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After drinking about half of a cup of honey water, Yin Siyao pushed the cup away, cleared her throat, and tried to speak.

However, when the sound came out, even he was startled.

His voice was hoarse and weak, barely audible, with a strange, suggestive nasal tone.

"Leng Keyan, were you crazy last night?"

Yin Siyao was so angry that her eyes turned red. Ignoring her sore throat, she squeezed out a few words with all her might and raised her hand to slap the guy kneeling by the bed.

Halfway up his hand, Yin Siyao met Leng Keyan's pitiful expression and unwavering eyes, and his hand froze in mid-air.

They couldn't continue.

That bastard.

Knowing he's soft-hearted, he's deliberately putting on this act...

Yin Siyao's chest heaved with anger. She glared fiercely at Leng Keyan and commanded in her hoarse voice, "Get out!"

Leng Keyan lowered her head even further: "I was wrong, I was really wrong. Punish me, punish me by not letting me touch you for an hour, that's fine too."

"An hour?"

Yin Siyao laughed in exasperation. "You wish! One year. No, forever."

As she spoke, she stretched out her leg and kicked Leng Keyan on the shoulder: "Get lost, don't hang around in front of me."

Leng Keyan took a hit, and her eyes shone even brighter.

Yin Siyao's kick was neither too light nor too heavy, like a tickle.

He knew that Yin Siyao wouldn't bear to hit him.

She quickly got up and readily agreed, picking up her half-empty cup: "I'll go to the kitchen and cook you some porridge, preserved egg and lean pork porridge, it's good for your stomach and soothes your throat."

After saying that, she ran out of the bedroom and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

As Yin Siyao watched the person's disappearing figure, a lump formed in her throat, refusing to escape.

I could only fall back onto the bed and pull the covers over my head.

Okay, I'll lie down for a while longer.

Yin Siyao closed her eyes, intending to take a nap.

But a few minutes later, the phone rang; it was Lu Er calling.

Yin Siyao looked at the caller ID and was a little reluctant to answer.

His voice is so hoarse now, it gives him away as soon as he starts talking.

But Lu Er was persistent; if one didn't answer, she would call the second.

Left with no other option, Yin Siyao had to answer: "Feed..."

"What are you doing? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

Lu Er's voice is full of energy, making Yin Siyao's hoarse voice sound even worse in comparison.

"I······"

"What's wrong with your voice? Do you have a cold?"

Lu Er sensed something was wrong. "Is it serious?"

Just as Yin Siyao was about to say that she had caught a cold, the bedroom door was pushed open again.

Leng Keyan poked her head in: "Was that your uncle calling?"

Yin Siyao ignored him.

But Lu Er, who was on the other end of the phone, heard the voice and asked, "Ke Yan is here too?"

Upon hearing her name called, Leng Keyan walked in and took the phone from Yin Siyao's hand: "Uncle, it's me."

Yin Siyao tried to take it back, but Leng Keyan took a step back.

"Ke Yan," Lu Er's voice came through the receiver, "what's wrong with Si Yao? Her voice is so hoarse."

"Oh, he has a sore throat and can't answer the phone."

Leng Keyan said without changing her expression, "Just tell me what's wrong, and I'll pass it on to him."

Yin Siyao, standing to the side, glared angrily and grabbed a pillow from the bed, throwing it at him.

Leng Keyan smiled and took the pillow, then placed it on the bed and touched Yin Siyao's hand.

He continued talking to Lu Er, "What's wrong, Uncle? What do you need Teacher Yin for?"

"Didn't you say last night that you wanted to put on a New Year's Eve party? I wrote a song and choreographed a dance. I'll send it to you later, and you can let Siyao see if it's suitable."

Leng Keyan's eyes lit up: "Uncle, your efficiency is amazing! I'm so lucky!"

Stop flattering me.

Lu Er laughed and scolded, "Take some time to select a few people with artistic talent, teach them, and have them rehearse. The songs aren't difficult, and the dances aren't complicated either. There should be enough time."

"No problem, Uncle must come and help out then!"

Leng Keyan immediately became serious, "Don't stand me up, this concerns my happy life."

"Fine, you brat, all you do is act cute all day long."

Lu Er asked again, "Is Si Yao's illness serious? The flu is quite severe lately, and doctors can't avoid seeing patients if they need to. He still needs to see a doctor."