Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

I thought it was a rare opportunity, since I had already kissed and hugged her.

It’s better to take a few more glances and then cover your “husband” with the quilt contentedly.

Hehe, it’s so beautiful and smooth, I’m a little reluctant to cover it.

Even the scars on this man's back are filled with hormones.

However, she couldn't let the man know all these evil thoughts.

If he knew how much I "admired" him, he would be so proud of himself.

Finally, she found a large plastic bag and hung it on his ear, just in case he vomited in the middle of the night.

You're done!

Xiang Ran left a bedside lamp on, pulled up the quilt, and slept next to him.

In the darkness, she couldn't help but laugh.

how about it?

Put yourself in their shoes, isn’t it nice to treat men as playthings?

A tall and strong man with great fighting ability, isn't he as docile as a "dog" when he falls asleep?

She reached out and gently untied one side of the bag, lifted Sheng Yang's ear, and poked his Adam's apple.

"You bastard, you're sleeping so soundly!"

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Sheng Yang woke up, it was still dark outside and the room was still dark.

His whole body ached, and his throat hurt when he swallowed, so much so that the alcohol in him disappeared.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a plastic bag hanging on his face, which almost suffocated him.

He tore off the bag and glanced at the main murderer who wanted to murder her husband - Su Yiqing, you really want to kill me! ! !

Sheng Yang lifted the last remaining corner of his quilt and stood up to get a glass of water. Just as he stood up... Xiang Ran woke up and excitedly asked loudly, "What's going on? Are you going to vomit again?"

"I want some water. My throat hurts." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Oh, there's bottled water in the room!" Xiang Ran lifted the quilt and looked at her phone. "It's almost dawn. Don't move. I'll get it for you."

Xiang Ran went to get a bottle of water and handed it to him, then sat cross-legged on the bed and touched his forehead: "Hey, you seem to have a slight fever." "Really?" Sheng Yang leaned his forehead against hers and compared them. "It seems to be a little hotter than yours. No wonder you always feel cold."

"Did I roll up your quilt?" Xiang Ran asked.

"Ah."

"I have some antipyretic medicine in my room, just wait!" Xiang Ran put on her slippers, ran to her room and took out a box of ibuprofen sustained-release capsules from her bag.

Sheng Yang opened the medicine box and found that there were two capsules left.

Xiang Ran picked out a pill and handed it to Sheng Yang: "One pill per meal."

He tilted his head back and swallowed it with water.

"The medicine box is broken, throw it away." Sheng Yang handed the medicine box back to her.

Xiang Ran took it and was about to throw it in the trash can when she took a look at the expiration date - um, this medicine has been expired for five months?

No wonder, this medicine was given to her by her roommate at school last year.

The medicine box has been worn out from being kept in the bag for so long.

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After taking the medicine, Sheng Yang lay down, still looking sick and listless.

This man even has his hands and feet obedient.

Xiang Ran was now completely certain that he was really feeling unwell, otherwise why would she not react at all when she was so close to him?

"Are you sober?"

"Maybe."

"Besides the sore throat and earache, do you feel any other discomfort now?" Xiang Ran asked this question just to put her mind at ease.

Sheng Yang: "Cold, dizzy, and stomach upset."

"Oh? Your stomach feels uncomfortable—it must be your old stomach problem, right?" Xiang Ran asked, while guiltily searching on her phone: "Will there be any consequences if ibuprofen is a few months past its expiration date?"

As a result, a new topic automatically popped up on the search page: "What are the dangers of taking ibuprofen after drinking alcohol?"

Xiang Ran clicked on it and saw: "Taking ibuprofen after drinking alcohol can increase gastrointestinal risks, induce gastric bleeding, and may be fatal"???

Xiang Ran threw back the quilt, got out of bed, found a coffee spoon she usually used, and climbed onto the bed: "Sheng Yang, open your mouth!"

Sheng Yang opened his eyes and was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Spit it out! Spit out the ibuprofen capsule you just took!" Xiang Ran pulled him to sit up.

"What's wrong? That's not ibuprofen?"

"That's ibuprofen, but it's been expired for several months, and you can't take it after drinking." Xiang Ran pinched his chin and handed him the coffee spoon, "Use this to poke your throat and induce vomiting."

Sheng Yang threw the coffee spoon next to the pillow and lay down again: "Stop it, it's okay, I drank a few hours ago."

Having said that, it was she who provided the expired medicine.

If something happened to him, wouldn't she be the first suspect?

Her mind immediately flashed to a scene from a short drama on Douyin that she had seen last night, in which a spy was forced to marry the male protagonist to bring good luck, and was eventually discovered.

But the scene switched to herself - she was surrounded by the Sheng family and interrogated: How dare you, a bold and cunning woman, pretend to be the second young lady of the Sheng family and poisoned the second master Sheng?

It's over, it's over!

Xiang Ran handed the phone to him and scared him: "Look, it's really a doctor giving a science lecture. You already have a bad stomach. What if you have stomach bleeding later... what should you do?"

Sheng Yang closed his eyes, looking hopeless: "Isn't that just what you wished for?"

"Don't slander me. When have I ever hoped that something happened to you?" Xiang Ran asked.

Sheng Yang didn't know whether he should tell her about the incident when he was hit on the head on the rooftop.

He hadn't decided yet whether to tell her that he had recovered his memory.

While he was thinking about this, the woman suddenly stopped moving.

Sheng Yang opened his eyes and saw her holding the spoon pitifully, looking at him with tears in her eyes: "Please, cooperate with me."

As for this woman, as long as she shows such an expression, even the cruelest man will soften his heart.

Sheng Yang stood up, took the spoon, and casually put it into his mouth twice: "I can't spit it out, there's only acid in my stomach."

Xiang Ran could see that he was being perfunctory.

So without saying anything, he straddled him, pried open his mouth and thrust his penis inside. He moved so quickly that Sheng Yang was caught off guard.

Sheng Yang almost swallowed the spoon.

He snatched the spoon and grabbed Xiang Ran's wrist: "Don't stab me, you hit me so hard, I'll swallow the spoon before I have stomach bleeding."

Xiang Ran finally let go: "How about you go to the hospital and induce vomiting now?"

"You've made me sweat a lot, and I feel much better now. You lie down first. I'm really sleepy and tired. Let me take a break, okay? Are you so afraid of taking responsibility?"

"Ah."

Sheng Yang sighed: "If something really happens, I won't blame you. What can I blame you for?"

Xiang Ran looked at him uncertainly: "Really?"

Sheng Yang thought, she was so nervous... Could it be that she had been feeling guilty after hitting her head last time and was having a stress reaction?

"Yes, really. The expired medicine you gave me might not be effective anymore. If you're really worried, do you want me to write a disclaimer now?"

Xiang Ran burst into laughter and said, "Then—shall I get some paper and a pen?"

Sheng Yang was so angry that he pulled her down and used his legs to hold her still: "Stop it!"

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"Sheng Yang, are you really okay?"

"Something's happening, I'm sleepy..."

A minute later: "Really no reaction? Don't hold on."

"Ah."

Two minutes later,

Xiang Ran reached out and pulled his wrist, placing two fingers on his pulse: "Are you still alive?"

Sheng Yang turned his head, blocked her mouth with his lips, and pressed her hand on his heart: "Sleep."

My heart is beating very strong.

You can also kiss.

It doesn't seem to be a problem.

Her hands were always covering his chest, listening to the heartbeat, and she gradually fell asleep.

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When I woke up, Sheng Yang was still sleeping.

He was just sweating all over, and in the middle of the night, he kicked the quilt that Xiang Ran had covered him with...

I touched his forehead and it didn't seem hot anymore.

"Hey, are you feeling better?" Xiang Ran patted his face.

Sheng Yang opened his eyes: "Stop it, wife!"

Xiang Ran was surprised to find that his double eyelids, which originally had very narrow eyelids, suddenly became deeper for some reason.

"Your eyes have gotten bigger? Really! Sheng Yang...how did the expired medicine you took have the effect of deepening your double eyelids?"

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[Author’s words:]

These two chapters have been overhauled and a lot of content has been updated.

If readers of the previous bookshelf are interested, they can start from the previous chapter.

Some are deleted, some are added...