Could it be that he actually believed everything she said last time?

Su Ping never expected that he was so naive, believing everything she said.

Just then, Aunt Mei knocked on the door.

"Miss, the porridge is ready."

Su Ping withdrew her gaze and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Aunt Mei was carrying a bowl of steaming porridge on a tray.

Seeing that Su Ping was about to reach over to take the porridge, Aunt Mei quickly stopped her: "Miss, the porridge is fresh out of the pot, be careful not to burn your hands. Let me take it to you."

Su Ping glanced at the bowl of porridge and was about to grab some tissues from the table to cool it down when Song Qi, who was sitting in a chair behind her, stood up.

"I'll do it."

Seeing that someone wasn't afraid of getting burned, Su Ping let him be.

Under Aunt Mei's suspicious gaze, Song Qi picked up the bowl of porridge.

It was indeed incredibly hot when I touched it.

"Is it hot? Put it on the table quickly, don't break it."

When Su Ping saw his furrowed brows, she quickly took two steps to the side to make way for him so that he could turn around and walk towards the table quickly.

Song Qi shook his head. The hot porridge in his hand was indeed very hot, but his subconscious thought was that it was good that he was the one who took it.

If she were to take it, it would definitely be too hot to hold and fall to the ground.

As the porridge was placed on the table, Su Ping looked down and saw that Song Qi's fingers, which had just touched the bowl, were already red from the heat.

His fingers were fair and slender, with a slight red tinge at the tips, which created a visually striking effect and made people think of other things.

Su Ping quickly looked away, suppressing the urge to smile.

She grabbed two wet wipes from the side and stuffed them into his hand: "Thanks, wipe your fingers here."

Song Qi stared at the wet wipes shoved into his hand, feeling as if he'd been struck by lightning.

The moment Su Ping's fingertips touched him, his mind went blank, and that strange feeling returned.

The feeling of not wanting to be touched by her yet feeling like it's not enough.

A sense of contradiction.

Song Qi lowered his eyes and slowly rubbed the wet tissue in his palm.

Su Ping looked up and saw this scene, then blinked.

It was just a bowl of porridge he brought. Why did he get so angry about it?

And she thanked him too, you stingy guy.

Hearing the sound of bowls and spoons clattering, Song Qi looked over.

Su Ping had already sat down at the table and was scooping up a spoonful of porridge and blowing on it to cool it down.

The lips, which were originally bloodless, became pink and tender after being exposed to the heat, as if they had been coated with lipstick.

Even though he had already eaten lunch, Song Qi couldn't help but swallow hard when he saw her actions.

"you……"

Su Ping had just opened her mouth to put a spoonful of porridge in her mouth to test the temperature when she heard Song Qi's voice and subconsciously looked up.

Because of the movement of lifting his head, the porridge in his mouth slid directly down his throat.

The still-hot porridge scalded her so much that she opened her mouth wide and gasped for breath, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ping stuck out her tongue and fanned herself with her hand while looking at Song Qi, who had suddenly fallen silent, and asked.

"How are you?"

Seeing the slight redness in the corners of her eyes, Song Qi couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him for two days.

After asking the question, I suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Although he knew it wasn't her first time, under the influence of the drug, he wasn't sure if he was being careful or not...

No, is he crazy?

Why ask this question now, of all times, just when she was about to test the temperature?

She found it hard to doubt that he hadn't done it on purpose.

Knowing how hot the porridge was, he deliberately called her at that moment so she would get burned.

"Do you think I look okay right now? Try swallowing a mouthful of hot porridge and see what happens..."

It was fine if she didn't speak, but as soon as she started talking, Su Ping felt a burning pain on her tongue.

Song Qi looked at the tip of her pink tongue that was slightly sticking out, and his eyes suddenly became a little unnatural.

He coughed lightly and then lowered his voice, saying, "No, that's not what I was asking..."

Su Ping picked up the cup next to her and took a sip of water. Only then did she feel that the burning sensation in her mouth was not so obvious, but it was still a little painful.

What are you trying to say?

Song Qi walked over and opened the door. After confirming that there was no one else outside, he quickly closed the door again.

Su Ping watched as he returned to her, seemingly lost in thought.

"I mean, have you been feeling unwell these past few days?"

"For example, increased appetite and larger stomach..."

Su Ping thought about how she hadn't eaten much these past two days because of her fever, and hearing him say that made her even more convinced that he was doing it on purpose.

"No, I haven't had much of an appetite these past two days."

Do you have no appetite?

Song Qi looked down at her face and indeed felt that it seemed to have shrunk a bit.

"What about other aspects?"

What other aspects?

Su Ping frowned at him and said irritably, "I've been throwing up everything I eat these past two days. Do you think I'll be okay?"

Upon hearing that word, Song Qi felt completely horrified.

He looked down in disbelief at Su Ping's stomach.

It's not possible that it's already there...

Su Ping followed his shocked gaze and gradually understood.

She had been wondering why Song Qi had been acting so strangely ever since he walked in, saying things she couldn't understand. So that's what he was up to.

Is he afraid of getting pregnant?

Thinking of how he had just burned her so badly, Su Ping smiled and decided to tease him a bit.

"Yes, I don't know what's wrong with me. Sometimes I want to eat, and sometimes I don't. Sometimes my appetite increases, but then I feel like throwing up after eating..."

Song Qi's expression grew increasingly grim as she spoke, until finally he knelt down in front of her.

"you……"

His sudden action startled Su Ping, causing her to stumble over her lines and forget to say them.

"I didn't use protection that day, did you buy any medication?"

Su Ping was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head and told the truth: "No."

Song Qi felt completely overwhelmed and could only force himself to calm down, saying, "How about I go with you to the hospital today to get an appointment and have a check-up?"

Su Ping chuckled, which left Song Qi somewhat puzzled.

He didn't take any precautions that night, and she didn't buy any medicine the next day. Now that she has these symptoms again, it's hard for him not to think about it.

Putting aside their current awkward relationship, he wasn't ready to become a father.

"why are you laughing?"

Su Ping laughed so hard she clutched her stomach, her body trembling slightly.

"I don't need to go to the hospital, I'm fine."

"Didn't you say you sometimes feel nauseous? You should go to the hospital for a checkup."

Song Qi looked disapprovingly into her eyes and said.

He himself had caused this mess, so he felt it was his responsibility to accompany her to the hospital.