He lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, saying, "My fever is gone."
His eyes were blazing as he looked at her. She pulled the blanket to cover half her face and looked up at him.
Just waking up, her voice muffled under the blanket: "That's good. You were so cold last night. I'm not very good at taking care of people, so I could only use this method. After all, my body temperature is higher than yours."
Ye Yansheng suddenly felt her sticky voice wash into his heart, softer than words.
He said softly, "Our Xiaodai is very good at taking care of people. Look at you—after all these years, haven't you taken good care of yourself?"
He used her original words from when they separated back home.
After meeting, Ye Yansheng hadn't had time to ask her, "Are you in New York for work?"
Song Guanyu shook her head. "My teacher said he missed me and wanted to check if I'd been slacking off this year." Thinking of her teacher, she remembered to find her phone.
Ye Yansheng turned and took her phone from the bedside table, handing it to her.
"Your phone died last night. It's been charged. Check if there are any urgent messages. I'm going to wash up first." He had to go to a meeting later.
He stood up and just put his feet on the ground when he felt something off. He looked down.
A pair of pure cotton pink bunny socks were on his feet, a bit small.
Ye Yansheng froze for a second, turned his head, and looked at Song Guanyu, who had wrapped herself into a caterpillar. "Xiaodai, what's this?" He pointed at the pink socks on his feet, confused.
Song Guanyu sank into the blanket, slowly moved over, and glanced at his feet.
She laughed, a sweet voice: "Ah! They're little bunny socks! How did they end up on your feet?" She snickered a few times, and Ye Yansheng laughed too.
Song Guanyu knew he had to work, so she stopped teasing him and told the truth.
"Because your feet were very cold. I couldn't find your socks, so I took a pair of mine from my suitcase and put them on you. Maybe it helps with the fever?"
She really thought so, because cold starts from the feet; she needed to keep warm. She was so smart.
Ye Yansheng was struck by her words, his heart pounding like thunder. He suddenly burst into hearty laughter. She was truly adorable.
He had realized that from the first time he saw Song Guanyu, he found her adorable.
When you like someone, everything they do is adorable. Eating milk tablets was adorable. Craving all kinds of delicious food was adorable. Her dazed "I do" was adorable. Waiting for him at midnight to give him a flower was adorable. Her dumb question about whether he had been married before was adorable.
Last night's jealousy was also adorable. Crying was adorable. The way she insisted on getting first place was adorable.
But Song Guanyu right now, wearing little bunny socks on him, was even more adorable.
He couldn't resist teasing her. He suddenly pounced on the bed, hugging Song Guanyu tightly through the blanket.
Song Guanyu was startled by his sudden move and let out an "Ah."
"Xiaodai." He held her, half-closing his eyes.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Dr. Ye? Do you think my pink bunny socks don't look good?"
"You should eat less Cute Duo."
"Huh? What does Cute Duo have to do with anything?"
"Because—"
Ye Yansheng cupped her face, squeezing it slightly, his eyes full of countless smiles.
He was about to laugh himself out of breath, but he held it in and finished: "Because if you eat too much 'Cute Duo,' you'll become even cuter!" He imitated her tone, then reached directly into the blanket and tickled her ticklish spots. He knew her sensitive points.
Song Guanyu laughed heartily, tears almost coming out.
"Dr. Ye! You can actually say things like that! Hahaha, don't make me laugh!"
The room was filled with morning laughter. The two rolled around on the bed wrapped in the blanket. Song Guanyu laughed until her face was red, panting, and coquettishly said to Ye Yansheng, "Stop tickling me."
Her eyes were filled with fragments of the Milky Way. Ye Yansheng quietly watched her pant slightly. Song Guanyu's face burned under his gaze. Being looked at by such a handsome, deep face, her heart raced.
She wanted to kiss him. That was the only thought in her mind.
Ye Yansheng slowly leaned toward her, his breath spraying on her face. Song Guanyu subconsciously closed her eyes.
She waited for a moment. Huh? Why was there no movement?
As soon as she opened her eyes, a voice came from behind: "Song Xiaodai." She immediately turned and saw Ye Yansheng already wearing a loose bathrobe, leaning against the bathroom doorframe, arms crossed, with a rogueish look, his eyes full of success as he looked at her.
She understood. That dog of a man was seducing her again!
"Ye Yansheng, you're so annoying!" She called him by his full name, immediately threw a pillow at him, which Ye Yansheng caught steadily.
He smiled and said, "Miss Song, you look a bit unsatisfied."
Song Guanyu wasn't one to be pushed around. She immediately retorted, "Mr. Ye, that's because you're incapable."
Ye Yansheng's smile froze for a moment. He squinted at the angry Little Radish Head on the bed and said:
"You'll know when we get back home. Don't cry then." After saying that, he entered the bathroom, and the sound of water began.
Song Guanyu immediately chickened out.
She shouldn't have mouthed off. Because she was gradually realizing how dark Ye Yansheng could be.
But the way they horsed around made her extremely happy—so happy that she could write several songs right away.
She hadn't looked at her phone yet. It had been dead, and after charging, Ye Yansheng hadn't turned it on.
As soon as she opened it, she checked messages one by one and breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Chunhe had woken up in the middle of the night, found the car keys and her message, and drove the car back without a second thought. Song Guanyu had done many such unexpected things before.
Her habit of suddenly disappearing had made Lu Chunhe immune; she was no longer surprised.
Just then, the phone vibrated. Song Guanyu looked down and saw it was a call from Liang Jiasong, but she didn't plan to answer. She wanted to wait for it to hang up automatically. As she was distracted waiting for it to hang up, a hand covered the back of her neck, very warm.
Startled, her finger accidentally swiped to answer, but before she could speak, Ye Yansheng forcefully lifted her head, cupped her jaw, and directly kissed her lips.
"Ye—" As soon as her lips parted, Ye Yansheng's intense kiss entangled her.
After kissing for a while, when they parted, both were panting. A transparent string of saliva broke between their lips.
Ye Yansheng's eyes were smiling: "Capable or not?"
Song Guanyu was dizzy from his kiss, her legs weak. She squinted slightly, even licked her lower lip as if savoring, and said, "Cap... capable."
Ye Yansheng was satisfied.
They didn't notice the phone screen, partially covered by the blanket, was lit, showing an ongoing call.
Author's Note:
Do you know when I wrote about Cute Duo, I also wanted to eat some... I have to say, Cute Duo is really delicious! This chapter is still very sweet, with a light, warm feeling... Cough cough...
Thank you for the nutrient solution! I love drinking it! Love you all!
Also, there are a few typos in the previous chapter. I'll fix them in a few days when it's convenient. Sorry, sorry!