Spring Night Kiss.

The report was completed relatively quickly.

The doctor glanced at the report, adjusted his reading glasses, and said, "Acute gastroenteritis, bacterial infection."

He prescribed the medicine and also gave me an IV drip prescription: "Start the IV drip first and observe. Be careful what you eat in the future, especially in summer. If the food isn't fresh or cooked thoroughly, it's easy to catch a cold."

The two nodded and thanked the doctor.

The other person glanced at Song Qingjia again, his eyes full of smiles: "Girl, from now on, let your boyfriend go into the kitchen, and you can just wait outside to eat."

Song Qingjia was a little embarrassed and gave a perfunctory reply.

Stepping out of the emergency room, Xu Zhouye sighed and chuckled, "Looks like, for our safety, I'll have to put learning to cook on my agenda."

Song Qingjia: "Shut up and go get your shot."

She asked the nurse for a private room, since Xu Zhouye was, after all, a public figure, and if someone recognized him, it would cause another commotion.

After paying the fees and receiving the medication, Song Qingjia returned to the ward, where the IV drip had already been started.

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes drooping, casting a fan-shaped shadow beneath them. His face was still pale, but better than before; at least his lips had regained some color.

Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes and patted his side: "Want to sleep together?"

Song Qingjia shook her head.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, and Xu Zhouye reached out and took her hand. It was a little cold, so he gently stroked her fingers.

Song Qingjia's brow twitched as she looked at him: "Don't move, or the needle will be crooked."

"No—" He saw her brow furrow even more, and immediately changed his mind, "But the medicine is too cold, and my hands are a little cold."

He gripped her hand tighter.

"I need my girlfriend to warm my hands before I feel better."

Song Qingjia: "...?"

This man is really shameless.

But the temperature transmitted through skin-to-skin contact was indeed very cold, and it didn't seem like a lie...

Song Qingjia sighed and then wrapped her hand around his: "Is this alright?"

Xu Zhouye: "Okay, thank you, darling."

"Don't call me 'baby' randomly."

This guy's like he's addicted, calling her "baby" all the time, not just in private, but also in front of so many people. He may not care about his reputation, but she does.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhouye gave a sly smile and deliberately slowed his speech: "Then... thank you, wife."

Song Qingjia: "Who's your wife!"

Xu Zhouye knew when to stop and refrained from further boasting. After all, everything requires a gradual approach; being too hasty will only result in losing more than you gain.

The ward fell silent, with only the whirring of the fresh air system working.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Xu Zhouye looked at the girl by the bed and yawned. After a while, he started nodding. A few times later, he leaned against the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

He chuckled and reached out to touch her cheek.

-

When Song Qingjia regained consciousness, she found herself lying in bed.

I sat up and looked around the ward; it was empty.

The patient has disappeared.

She frowned, threw back the covers and got out of bed. Just as she was about to get up, Xu Zhouye pushed the door open and came in.

Both of them paused in their movements.

"woke up?"

"Are you feeling better?" Song Qingjia observed his condition; he seemed to be doing quite well.

"Much better."

Xu Zhouye walked over, took her wrist, and stood up: "Let's go back."

When Song Qingjia came out of the emergency building, she realized that it was already dark outside. She didn't know how long she had slept, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Why didn't you wake me up?

Xu Zhouye noticed that she spoke very softly all afternoon, which was completely different from her usual defiant and argumentative manner.

So, can you get a soft and cuddly girlfriend by just making a small sacrifice of yourself?

It's definitely worth it.

He curled his lips into a smile: "I called, but someone's sleeping too soundly, I couldn't wake them no matter what I did. I can't do anything about it, I can only wait."

Song Qingjia: "..."

She didn't quite believe it.

"Oh, by the way, when I carried you to bed, the needle was crooked, so I had to give you another injection."

“…………”

"Serves you right."

Song Qingjia wasn't going to fall for his act, but he simply held out his hand in front of her. There was a swollen bump on the back of his right hand that hadn't gone down yet.

The series of self-inflicted injuries were all aimed at her.

She asked, "So what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that she had taken the bait, Xu Zhouye took a step forward, lowered his head slightly, and pointed to his cheek.

Give me a kiss.

Just a kiss? You're that easy to talk to?

Song Qingjia was somewhat suspicious, watching him without moving.

Her thoughts were written all over her face, and Xu Zhouye could easily see through them. He deliberately sighed, "What kind of image do I have in your heart? You don't trust me that much?"

Song Qingjia bluntly stated, "Young Master Xu has quite a criminal record."

"What criminal record? That's a bit harsh, but I just like you so much, baby."

He started to feign grievance again, his slightly furrowed brows and low voice successfully making the passing middle-aged woman stop in her tracks.

A gossipy gaze drifted over, a smile of anticipation playing on his lips.

Xu Zhouye continued, "It's okay if you don't like me that much, as long as you let me stay by your side, I'm willing to do anything."

"If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west—"

Song Qingjia felt like he was being pierced by the old lady's gaze. Before he could say anything, she grabbed his wrist and walked quickly toward the parking lot.

Xu Zhouye let her pull him along, and because of his long legs, he didn't walk in a hurry at all.

After shoving the man into the passenger seat, Song Qingjia was about to close the door when her wrist was pulled. She slumped onto the man's lap, and the culprit reached out and closed the door.

The two of them squeezed into one seat, their legs touching, with no gap between them.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingjia struggled.

Xu Zhouye said, "You haven't kissed me yet."

Song Qingjia glanced at the current situation and, realizing that discretion is the better part of valor, leaned over and kissed him several times on the cheek.

"Okay, let me go now."

Xu Zhouye didn't let go: "Just now I only wanted a kiss on the cheek, but that's not enough now."

Song Qingjia: "?"

She said that this scoundrel would never be so easily dealt with.

but……

She's not one to suffer in silence.

Song Qingjia shifted her position, struggling to straddle him. Xu Zhouye raised an eyebrow, watching her sit facing him.

"You want to do it here?"

Song Qingjia: "?"

"I'm afraid not, I don't want to be watched by everyone." He said this, but his hand went around her waist.

"Then what are you doing with your hands?" Song Qingjia asked disdainfully.

"Of course, it's so I can kiss you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Qingjia felt herself lean back. The man pressed her directly onto the control panel and kissed her without hesitation.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and deliberately stuck out her tongue to lick him, like a kitten.

The man's breathing suddenly became heavier, and he kissed her more forcefully.