After Huo Fanxi took the three children out, Ji Fuling walked back to her desk.

Looking at the man in the wheelchair, she said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Uncle, I apologize on behalf of Zihan and Zimo. They meant no harm."

“I understand, but…”

Ye Nanqing paused as he spoke, his gaze darkening as he looked at her.

Ji Fuling felt there was something wrong with his gaze, but she still subconsciously asked, "But what?"

Ye Nanqing reached out and pulled her up, pressing her back onto his lap. He wrapped his long arms around her waist and said softly, "However, I was a little frightened just now and need some compensation."

Ji Fuling: "..."

What's there to be scared of?

Is she the only one who was just frightened?

He seemed much calmer training the dog than the two kids who planned this whole thing!

"Um?"

A single, slightly raised tone reached my ear—a man's usual way of urging me on.

Feeling somewhat guilty, Ji Fuling followed up by asking, "So what do you want to make amends for?"

Ye Nanqing's thin lips curved slightly as he slowly said, "Give me a kiss."

Ji Fuling: "..."

She knew this man was up to no good again!

Ye Nanqing glanced at her silent face, his brows furrowing slightly. "What do you mean by not saying anything? You don't want to? Then I'll kiss you?"

"..."

Ji Fuling was even more speechless.

Seeing the man lower his head and his handsome face gradually approach, she quickly cupped his face in her hands to stop him from getting any closer. "Wait! I'll help you..."

If this man were to kiss her, it would definitely be more than one kiss!

So it's better for her to do it herself!

Upon hearing this, Ye Nanqing's slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and a hint of a smile appeared in his dark eyes as he leisurely glanced at the woman in his arms.

Ji Fuling breathed a sigh of relief, gently placed her hands on his shoulders, tilted her head back and lightly kissed his chin before kissing his lips.

This was the first time in her twenty-three years that she had taken the initiative to kiss a man, so she was inevitably a little nervous, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

After a fleeting, light kiss, Ji Fuling blushed and tried to back away.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her head, preventing her from pulling away. His thin lips, pressed against hers, slowly parted, "That's not how you kiss. I'll teach you..."

"No need... um..."

Before she could even utter the last two words, "I don't need your teaching," the man had already pressed her down and kissed her deeply, forcefully taking control.

He pinned her against the desk behind him, lifted her head, and kissed her deeper and deeper.

There was a bright light bulb next to him, so he had to stop.

But that feeling of being restricted was torture for him.

Ji Fuling struggled a few times, but as always, she couldn't break free.

She considered herself to be quite skilled, but every time she faced this man, her skills seemed completely useless.

Even when he was injured, she still couldn't do anything to him.

Before she knew it, she was being kissed so intensely that she was completely disoriented, gradually becoming lost in his deep kisses...

After a long while, Ye Nanqing finally stopped the lingering kiss, satisfied.

He slowly raised his head, glancing at the blushing woman in his arms. His deep black eyes gleamed with a soft light, and his low voice revealed a sexy huskiness, "Have you learned it? This is what kissing is all about."

Ji Fuling paused for a moment, and her rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

Her face flushed, and she glared at the man speechlessly. "Who wants to learn this? Besides, this isn't even a kiss, it's clearly..."

tongue kiss!

Ye Nanqing looked at her with great interest. "What is it?"

You know the answer in your heart.

Ji Fuling bit her lip and, taking advantage of his loosening grip, quickly got off him. "I'll go out and see if Tian Tian and the others have left."

After saying that, she covered her still-feverish cheeks, turned around, and ran out of the study.

Watching her shyly run away, Ye Nanqing's thin lips curled slightly, and he turned his wheelchair to follow her out.

When the two arrived in the living room one after the other, Huo Fanxi had just finished dropping off the three children and was returning with acupuncture equipment.

Her gaze swept over Ye Nanqing's right leg, and she raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile. "Mr. Ye, you've come at the perfect time. I have a gift for you."

Ji Fuling caught a glimpse of the acupuncture kit in her hand and immediately realized what the gift she was talking about was.

"Uncle, you've been looking at documents for so long, you must be tired. Let me push you back to your room to rest."

As she spoke, Ji Fuling turned around, intending to push Ye Nanqing back to his room.

She clearly opposed the suggestion of acupuncture, but Sister Fanxi was still so insistent.

Thinking of Sister Fanxi's skills, she suddenly felt overwhelmed and thought it best to quickly take Ye Nanqing away.

Upon seeing this, Hovanshi immediately strode forward and stopped the two.

"Mr. Ye, Lingling told me that you were hit by a car while saving her, and now you have no feeling in your right leg and can't move it."

"I happen to have studied acupuncture. Acupuncture can promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, stimulate nerves, and unblock meridians. Let me give you a few needles, which may help you recover as soon as possible."

"You probably don't want Lingling to keep worrying about you, so you definitely won't object to my suggestion, right?"

Ye Nanqing: "..."

They've already said all that; it's obvious they're not letting him refuse.

If he says no, this person will definitely come up with more reasons to stop him.

Seeing that he remained silent, Huo Fanxi immediately urged, "Lingling, do you see? Mr. Ye has given his consent. Quickly push him to the sofa, where the light is brighter, making it easier for me to make my move."

Ji Fuling's lips twitched, but she held onto the wheelchair handle without moving. "Sister Fanxi, if you really want to play around, you might as well stab me instead. His leg is badly injured, so don't ruin it completely."

Ye Nanqing's eyebrows twitched upon hearing this. "From what you're saying, does Miss Huo not know acupuncture at all?"

"Well……"

Ji Fuling forced a stiff smile and chuckled, "It's not that I don't know anything, it's just that I don't know much..."

Having her secret exposed, Huo Fanxi was a little embarrassed and quickly interrupted her, "Lingling, don't talk nonsense, okay? I studied under a famous master!"

"Besides, even if we don't puncture it, Mr. Ye's leg is still immobile. We're trying anything now, even if it's a last resort, there might still be a glimmer of hope!"

As he spoke, Huo Fanxi snatched the wheelchair from Ji Fuling and pushed Ye Nanqing toward the sofa.

Ye Nanqing's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his thin lips curved into a straight line.

Trying anything as a last resort?

Is Huo Fanxi trying to test him by pricking him, just like those two little guys, Ji Zihan and Ji Zimo?

"Ding-dong ding-dong—"

Just as Hovansi was eagerly opening his acupuncture kit to take out the silver needles, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Sister Fanxi, wait a minute, don't prick me yet, let me go open the door and come back first."

Before opening the door, Ji Fuling gave a worried reminder.

She was afraid that when she came back after opening the door, Ye Nanqing's leg would be covered in thorns...