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A maid in the room was cleaning. Seeing Dongfang Shijin come back with Ye Qingcheng in his arms, she nodded slightly and retreated.

Ye Qingcheng turned her head in disgust, and when she saw this bed, she remembered the scene that day.

"Master, the doctor won't be here until later." Ma Zai knocked on the door and conveyed.

Dongfang Shijin just nodded slightly, "Let the kitchen make some light rice porridge and bring it up."

Ye Qingcheng grabbed the velvet quilt and covered her chest, seeing Dongfang Shijin approaching her, she immediately turned her face away again.

"How do you feel?" Dongfang Shijin raised his eyebrows, sitting beside her, the soft mattress sank slightly.

"……"Awful!

He clearly said to let her go, but in the end he set a trap for her and watched her jump into it.

Then he was caught again.

"It seems that you like this game of catching prey very much." Ye Qingcheng twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

He teased her time and time again between the palms of his buttocks.

What do you think of her?

"No, I really like every minute and every second with you," Dongfang Shijin hooked his long arms, and easily embraced the beauty beside him. He asked back, "What about you?"

"I can't wait to leave you as soon as possible, you pervert, every minute and every second." Ye Qingcheng was extremely disgusted.

Dongfang Shijin laughed softly.

The maid knocked on the door and entered, put a bowl of light rice porridge on the table, bowed and turned to leave.

Dongfang Shijin picked up the porcelain bowl, picked up the spoon and blew on it, as if he wanted to feed her himself.

"Don't eat?" Dongfang Shijin frowned seeing Ye Qingcheng's mouth tightly closed and no intention of eating.

"Unless you promise me, let me go after I eat."

"I can think about it after you finish eating obediently."

"really?"

"Obviously so."

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng grabbed the porcelain bowl and quickly finished a bowl of rice porridge. She has been hungry for a long time, how can a bowl of rice porridge be enough?

As if it had been expected for a long time, the maid brought several small porridges with different flavors, which were light and delicious.

"I'm done eating, can you let me go now?" Ye Qingcheng finished the last piece of lean meat porridge, afraid that the man would change his mind.

"Since you're here, of course you have to see a doctor before leaving."

"..."

"It's not too late, is it?"

I will endure!Ye Qingcheng gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

The sky outside is gloomy, it seems to be the prelude to the storm, and the sky in May is unpredictable.

Ye Qingcheng's head was groggy, and because he didn't have a good rest last night, he easily fell asleep when he leaned on the bed.

Dongfang Shijin originally had an invitation to go today, but was hooked back by Ye Qingcheng, so he had to temporarily cancel the trip.

So now work in the room.

He was wearing a dark shirt, with his slender legs crossed, his notebook on his lap, and he was serious about his business.

The heavy cashmere curtains were half drawn, and the light from the laptop screen reflected on his face, which was so blurry and beautiful that it was too unreal.

A powerful and stern aura exudes.

This is the Oriental World Brocade, rigorous and solemn, just like a king.

"Master——" Ma Zai suddenly pushed the door open, as if he didn't expect such a scene inside, he was a little stunned.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Shijin frowned, and gestured to Ye Qingcheng on the bed with his eyes.

"It's raining outside, it may turn into a heavy rain soon, and the doctor will arrive later." Ma Zai explained the matter quickly and concisely.

"Oh, I see."

Dongfang Shijin nodded, and Ma Zai withdrew from the door, continuing to guard the door.