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

After finishing their hotpot, Song Jingmo started the car and asked, "What time is our flight tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock in the morning." Lu Er looked listless, like a little cabbage that had been hit by frost.

Song Jingmo hummed in agreement and naturally drove towards the Lu Er Villa.

Seeing that the route was wrong, Lu Er panicked and, forgetting her feigned melancholy, hurriedly shouted, "Hey! Wrong! Wrong! We're not going that way!"

Song Jingmo raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "Aren't you going to pack your luggage?"

"I don't need to clean up," Lu Er started to whine. "Bai Zhi will take care of it for me. I'll just get in the way if I go back."

She looked at Song Jingmo with pleading eyes and began to whine, "I want to go to your house, okay? Dr. Song~ Brother Jingmo~"

The endearing "Brother Jingmo" made Song Jingmo's hand slip almost imperceptibly on the steering wheel, and his ears quietly turn red.

Seeing the man's shameless demeanor, Song Jingmo knew that reasoning with him was useless. He reluctantly turned on his turn signal and changed his route.

Lu Er's face lit up with a smile, and she almost wanted to wiggle around in the passenger seat to express her joy: "I knew you were the best!"

The two got home at 8 p.m.

Song Jingmo walked straight into the study: "I have some work to take care of. You can play by yourself."

"Okay!"

Lu Er scrolled through Weibo for a while and played a few games, but found it all incredibly boring.

After playing for less than half an hour, I put down my phone and, like a cat patrolling its territory, quietly slipped to the door of the study.

The door wasn't closed properly, so Lu Er pushed it open a crack and peeked inside.

Under the warm yellow light of the table lamp, Song Jingmo was sitting on a small sofa by the window, with a medical literature open on his lap.

He wore thin-rimmed glasses that blocked blue light, his expression focused, and his profile looked exceptionally handsome and earnest in the light and shadow.

This serious and focused academic genius is absolutely incredibly sexy!

Lu Er felt a strong urge to go in, so she pushed open the door and slipped inside.

First, he pretended to admire the books on the bookshelf, running his fingers along the spines of the books, making a soft sound.

Seeing that Song Jingmo did not react, he began to slowly pace around the desk again, occasionally accidentally bumping into the pen holder or folder on the desk.

But Song Jingmo remained as still as a meditating monk, not even lifting his eyelids.

Lu Er was unwilling to give up, so she deliberately cleared her throat and coughed twice.

Song Jingmo remained unmoved, turning a page of the book, his gaze fixed on the dense text.

Lu Er sighed and collapsed onto the carpet.

She wallowed in self-pity: "Jiang Qingyan is right. My face, the most beautiful in Asia, is utterly worthless and unattractive in front of you..."

That tone was so sour it could make you pickle cucumbers.

Unable to concentrate due to the noise, Song Jingmo raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Looking at the person whose face clearly said "I'm unhappy, come and comfort me," there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, and a barely perceptible hint of indulgence.

The next second, before Lu Er could react, Song Jingmo suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

"Ah!" Lu Er exclaimed in surprise, falling into a warm embrace.

Song Jingmo wrapped one arm around the person's waist and picked up the book again with the other hand.

His voice remained calm, yet carried a hint of indulgence and helplessness: "Shut up and stay quiet."

Lu Er was stunned for several seconds, a huge surprise exploding in her mind like fireworks.

He was actually being held by Song Jingmo while reading a book!

Lu Er nestled obediently in Song Jingmo's arms like a cat whose fur had been stroked, not daring to move, for fear of breaking this rare and warm moment.

But after only a few minutes of quiet, the restlessness deep inside him couldn't be suppressed again.

He carefully took out his phone, put it on silent mode, and then started snapping photos of the two of them from all sorts of angles.

Song Jingmo noticed the little movement of the person in his arms, but did not stop him.

Even when Lu Er adjusts the angle, she will adjust her posture in a very cooperative manner, or lower her eyes to make the picture look more natural and intimate.

Lu Er happily flipped through the photos she had just taken.

In the photo, Song Jingmo is wearing simple home clothes and glasses, holding him in one arm and medical literature in the other.

His profile was handsome and focused. He tilted his head, looking at Song Jingmo with tenderness, creating a scene that was incredibly heartwarming.

Lu Er chose a photo showing her face clearly, smiling brightly.

Song Jingmo set her WeChat profile picture to a photo that only showed her superior profile, creating an ambiguous yet warm atmosphere.

Having dealt with his own issues, he stared at Song Jingmo's unchanging profile picture—a solitary tree—and started nitpicking.

Lu Er nudged the person hugging her: "Your profile picture looks so drab and old-fashioned, it doesn't suit your image as a promising young man at all..."

Song Jingmo looked up from the documents and glanced at the person indifferently.

Without saying a word, he took his phone from the desk next to him and handed it to Lu Er.

Lu Er carefully selected a photo of Song Jingmo, revealing his clear face with handsome features.

The photo shows only half of her delicate profile and soft hair, as she leans on someone's shoulder.

Perfect, couple profile pictures achieved!

Just as she finished setting it up and before she could even admire it, Song Jingmo's phone suddenly started acting up, with WeChat message notifications coming in incessantly.

Lu Er curiously clicked on the "Orthopedics Family (Slacking Off Version)" group and was instantly stunned by the messages flooding the screen.

[Nurse A]: ?? Am I seeing things? Dr. Song changed her profile picture?!

[Nurse B]: Holy crap! It really is Dr. Song! This profile picture... something's up?!

[Nurse C]: [Heartbroken][Heartbroken][Heartbroken] Who is Dr. Song holding? My heart is broken!

[Nurse D]: Exactly! Who's that little imp in the profile picture?!

[Doctor A]: Dr. Song is a man of few words, but when he speaks, he is astounding!

[Doctor E]: This profile picture is so atmospheric! Has Dr. Song finally descended to earth?

Lu Er almost burst out laughing as she watched the messages flooding her screen, especially the phrase "little devil."

He shoved the phone in front of Song Jingmo, suppressing a laugh, "Your colleagues seem quite interested in your personal life..."

Song Jingmo glanced at the rapidly scrolling chat history, his face expressionless, clearly indicating he had no intention of replying.

Lu Er rolled her eyes, grabbed her phone, and started typing furiously on the screen.

Using Song Jingmo's name, he enthusiastically spoke in the group:

[Song Jingmo]: Good evening, ladies! [Cute]

[Song Jingmo]: Still not resting? You've worked hard! [Sending flowers]

[Song Jingmo]: [shy][spinning around]

She posted several cute emoticons in a row, a style completely different from Song Jingmo's usual demeanor.

The group chat went silent for a second, then the chat went on even more frantically.

[Nurse A]: ? ? ?

[Nurse B]: This tone...is that Dr. Song herself? Was her account hacked?

[Nurse C]: No, that expression, that tone, it's definitely not Dr. Song!

[Nurse D]: Tell me quickly, who are you? Why are you holding Dr. Song's phone?

Lu Er suppressed a laugh and continued posting:

[Song Jingmo]: Who I am isn't important~ [shy]

At this moment, a clever nurse finally had a flash of inspiration and posed a thought-provoking question:

[Nurse B]: Wait! You wouldn't happen to be that handsome young man whose face was only half-showing in Dr. Song's profile picture, would you?

[Nurse A]: Definitely! Otherwise, who could have gotten Dr. Song's phone?

[Nurse D]: Ahhh! The main character has appeared! I'm shipping them!

Lu Er looked at the screen and smugly curled the corners of her mouth.

Just as he was about to tease the cute nurse again, Song Jingmo snatched the phone back.

"Stop messing around." Song Jingmo looked at the various speculations that were still being updated in the group chat, and helplessly reached out to pat the top of the head. "Little darling, can't you just shut up for a bit?"

His peaceful days are finally over.

Lu Er felt completely comfortable being called "little darling" with such doting affection, like a cat being stroked, and snuggled back into someone's arms.

She thought to herself with a smug smile: "Hmph, I'll let everyone know that Song Jingmo is taken."