I don't care about dating reality shows or the entertainment industry!

Duan Xingye couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had no choice but to compromise:

"Okay, okay, I'll remove your makeup for you, alright?"

"Can you do it?" Su Youzi looked at him with a skeptical expression.

“I can learn if I don’t know how,” Duan Xingye said, taking out his phone and starting to search for “how to help women remove their makeup.”

The video that popped up was:

How to help your sleeping girlfriend remove her makeup.

Duan Xingye: ......

Following the online tutorial, he first soaked a cotton pad with makeup remover and then gently wiped Su Youzi's cheeks.

He moved very gently, as if afraid of hurting her.

Su Youzi closed her eyes, feeling his care, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

This was the first time she had ever experienced being cared for.

There was a person who washed her hands and cooked for her, removed her makeup, and worried about her.

Suddenly, I felt an urge to cry.

She frowned and sniffed slightly.

"Did I hurt you?" Duan Xingye stopped what he was doing.

Su Youzi pursed her lips and shook her head.

"without..."

"I'll be gentle."

After Duan Xingye helped her remove her makeup, he used a hot towel to wipe her face and hands.

After doing all this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"You're still wearing your formal attire, would you like to change into your pajamas?"

Su Youzi suddenly opened her eyes, her heart skipping a beat.

Change into pajamas?

Are you suggesting I ask him to help me change it?!

Su Youzi's face flushed even more, her eyes darting around, and she stammered:

"No...no need, I can do it myself..."

She struggled to sit up, but her body was too weak, and she could only look pitifully at Duan Xingye.

Duan Xingye couldn't help but find her panicked appearance somewhat amusing.

What kind of nonsense is this woman thinking?

He shook his head helplessly, reached for the remote control on the bedside table, and pressed the button.

The curtains slowly closed, blocking out the moonlight from the window.

"what are you thinking?"

Duan Xingye looked at her with a half-smile, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"I only asked if you wanted to change it, I didn't say I would change it for you."

Su Youzi realized she was overthinking things and felt so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Oh..."

She responded softly, trying to suppress the shame in her heart.

Duan Xingye couldn't help but laugh when he saw her embarrassed look.

"I've cooked some porridge, you should rest for a while."

After tucking her in, Duan Xingye turned and left the room.

Su Youzi heard the door close and secretly opened her eyes.

Really.

What are you thinking about?!

She patted her burning cheeks, trying to calm herself down.

Duan Xingye returned to the kitchen.

The steaming white porridge in the rice cooker is ready.

He followed the recipe his mother gave him.

Crack a sterile raw egg into a bowl, add chopped green onions, soy sauce, salt, and sesame oil.

Quickly pour the piping hot white porridge into the bowl and stir it vigorously.

Soon, a bowl of scrambled egg congee was ready.

He scooped up a spoonful and tasted it; it was much tastier than he had expected.

He replaced the spoon with a clean one and put it in the bowl.

Take it along with the fever reducer to Su Youzi's room.

When he pushed open the door, Su Youzi was leaning against the wall with one hand, swaying unsteadily, while rummaging through her suitcase with the other.

"What are you doing?"

Duan Xingye quickly put down his bowl, walked a few steps to her side, and put his arm around her shoulder.

Su Youzi looked at him pitifully.

"I...I want to get my clothes..."

"You're running a fever and still moving around!" Duan Xingye said, holding her shoulder with one hand and taking the clothes from her hand with the other.

He lost his grip, and a piece of white lace fabric fell vertically to the ground.

Duan Xingye bent down to pick it up, grabbed one corner with his hand, and gently patted it, causing the triangular shape to unfold.

Duan Xingye: "......"

Su Youzi: "......"

I've never been this embarrassed in my life!

I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!

Duan Xingye was at a loss for what to do, so he stuffed the clothes into Su Youzi's arms.

"Let's have some porridge first."

Su Youzi nodded.

Duan Xingye helped her to sit down on the sofa.

Su Youzi looked at the steaming porridge in front of her, and her stomach started growling uncontrollably.

Gollum-

Her face turned redder.

"What are you laughing at! Stop laughing!" Su Youzi glared at him angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh." Duan Xingye quickly suppressed his laughter. "Drink up, be careful it's hot."

Su Youzi took the bowl and began to drink it in small sips.

The porridge was at the perfect temperature, the rice grains were cooked until soft and sticky, melting in your mouth, and had a subtle egg aroma. Eating it warmed my heart.

Su Youzi sipped her porridge while secretly glancing at Duan Xingye.

He was sitting on a chair by the bed, head down, constantly tapping on his phone.

He was wearing a black T-shirt today, which made his skin look even whiter and his features more defined.

His profile is smooth with a defined jawline and a slightly bobbing Adam's apple, making him incredibly sexy.

Su Youzi was completely mesmerized.

"Is it good?" Duan Xingye suddenly looked up and met Su Youzi's infatuated gaze.

"Cough cough cough..." Su Youzi choked and coughed violently.

Duan Xingye quickly put down his phone and gently patted her back to help her catch her breath.

"Drink slowly, no one's going to take it from you." He spoke gently, his eyes full of affection.

Su Youzi finally managed to stop coughing.

"I, I'm fine..." She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Duan Xingye handed her some water, saying, "Have a drink."

"Thank you..." Su Youzi took a few sips of water and continued to drink her porridge.

The room quieted down, with only the sounds of people drinking porridge and pressing their phones.

After receiving the call from her son, Charlene was wide awake.

Son, the porridge you cooked looks delicious! Who is it for?

Duan Xingye: [Cooked for myself.]

Xia Lin: [Do you think I believe you? Tell Mom quickly, is it Jiayi or Mumu?]

Duan Xingye was speechless: [You're overthinking it.]

Charlene: [Stop pretending, do you think you can hide your little schemes from me?]

Duan Xingye: [I just wanted some porridge.]

Charlene: [Tsk tsk, that's a flimsy excuse, I don't believe it.]

...

Duan Xingye put down his phone and saw that Su Youzi had finished her porridge.

"anything else?"

Su Youzi shook her head.

"Take the medicine."

Su Youzi opened her mouth and swallowed the pill.

Before she could even swallow, the bitter taste spread across her tongue, and she couldn't help but frown.

Duan Xingye took the water glass from the table and handed it to her, "You can't even swallow pills properly."

Su Youzi took the water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls to suppress the bitterness in her mouth.

"I just can't swallow it..." Su Youzi muttered softly.

Duan Xingye raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but reached out and touched her forehead.

"I'll go outside. Get dressed and call me."

Su Youzi nodded.

Feeling utterly exhausted, she changed her clothes slowly, her eyes reflecting her weariness.

After changing her clothes, Su Youzi called Duan Xingye softly.

He pushed the door open and came in. He saw that she was wearing loose pajamas, her hair was a little messy, and she looked even more delicate.

"Have a good sleep."

Su Youzi nodded and obediently lay down.

Duan Xingye pulled the blanket over her.

I walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door.

At this time.

Jiang Mu woke up in the middle of the night with a dry mouth and planned to go downstairs to get a drink of water. As soon as she opened the bedroom door...

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