Upon seeing this, Song Qi immediately stopped what he was doing.

A short while later, Su Ping smacked her lips twice and went back to sleep.

Even his furrowed brows relaxed.

Song Qi couldn't help but chuckle. Even when some people are asleep, they can't let others touch their faces.

Because of the rain, the temperature seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

Looking at Su Ping with most of her back exposed to the air, Song Qi suddenly felt a little worried that she might catch a cold.

Thinking this, he stepped forward, bent down, and gently picked her up.

After sensing her grumble slightly in dissatisfaction, she found a comfortable position in his arms and continued sleeping.

She even huddled her face against his chest, like a kitten seeking shelter.

Seeing her like this, Song Qi's heart softened, and he carried her step by step toward the bed.

As for her telling him to go back after getting the injection, Song Qi completely forgot about it.

Su Ping felt herself fall into a warm embrace. The familiar feeling made her feel inexplicably at ease, and she couldn't help but lean closer to it.

Looking at Su Ping nestled in his arms, Song Qi felt as if his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Listening to the pattering rain outside, his thoughts drifted away.

He thought that he didn't seem to want much.

All I need is a room to share with my senior.

However, he knew that his current status could not give his senior a happy life, so he had to take control of the situation before the Yun family found him.

I slept without any dreams.

When Su Ping opened her eyes, she stared at the pale chest in front of her and her brain short-circuited for two seconds.

What did she do last night? Why can't she remember anything?

Her gaze slowly moved upwards, from his sexy collarbone to his face, finally meeting Song Qi's eyes, who had already opened them.

"Good morning, senior."

Song Qi seemed to have been awake for a while, and seeing that she was in a good mood, he greeted her.

Feeling herself nestled in his arms, her head resting on his waist, Su Ping's body gradually stiffened.

So she felt comfortable last night because she slept in his arms?

The next second, she pushed him away with one hand and sat up on the bed to check her clothes.

Fortunately, apart from the shoulder strap slipping down a little, I didn't feel any discomfort.

What are you doing in my bed?

Song Qi's gaze swept over the fleeting glimpse of snow-white skin on her chest, and he suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth.

I was already feeling a bit uncomfortable after waking up, and seeing this incredibly arousing scene immediately stirred up my inner desires.

He subtly adjusted his sleeping position and lay flat, then turned his head to look at Su Ping with an innocent expression and asked, "Senior, have you forgotten everything?"

Su Ping blinked: "What did you say?"

Seeing that she indeed couldn't remember anything, Song Qi's expression looked as if he was about to cry at any moment.

"Last night I was going home, but my senior pulled me aside and asked me to sleep with you. She even said..."

Song Qi hesitated for a moment, then looked at her with eyes that held a wealth of meaning.

Listening to his serious nonsense, Su Ping laughed in exasperation.

The next second, Song Qi continued, "You also said that you would take responsibility for me if you slept with me."

After he finished speaking, he bit his lip, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Su Ping was dumbfounded when she saw Song Qi's teary eyes.

When did he become like this?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss, Mr. Su just called to say he'll be busy with work and won't be coming home for a while. There's some porridge downstairs. Lao Feng and I are going to take some clothes to Mr. Su's company later. Remember to eat."

Aunt Mei's voice rang out from outside the door. Hearing her mention Su Zhinan, Su Ping recalled what Shen Jiayu had said to her in the car yesterday.

Has Dad's company really come to that?

Song Qi's gaze remained fixed on Su Ping. He noticed that her fingers were clenched into fists, her shoulders were trembling slightly, and her face looked pale, as if she was suppressing some emotion.

For some reason, his heart also started to clench.

Before he could ask, Su Ping had already composed herself, got out of bed, opened the closet, took out her clothes, and went to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, she had finished getting ready and came out of the door.

"you……"

Upon hearing Song Qi's voice, Su Ping seemed to remember that there was someone else in the bed, and stopped to look at him.

"Now that your fever has subsided, go back quickly. You don't need to return your clothes."

After saying that, she ignored his expression and left the room.

Song Qi watched her retreating figure, his feelings complicated.

He thought that after last night, his relationship with her had changed somewhat.

Downstairs, Aunt Mei was ladling porridge into a thermos, wanting Su Zhinan to try some too.

President Su is used to home for everything he eats, wears, and uses; this is the first time he hasn't been home for so many days not because of a business trip.

The two of them were elders of the Su family, and they had more or less guessed what was going on.

But President Su didn't say anything, probably because he didn't want Miss to worry.

Hearing the sound of people coming downstairs behind her, Aunt Mei turned around and saw Su Ping coming down the stairs.

After calming herself down, she smiled and looked at Su Ping, saying, "Miss, the porridge is still warm. I'll get you a bowl right away."

"No."

Upon hearing Su Ping's words, Aunt Mei paused, then turned her head to look at him again, puzzled.

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