Ning Qing thought to herself: Calling you husband is impossible now. Your wife just loves to daydream. It's really worrying!

Ning Qing placed the porridge in her hand on the table.

She then pulled back the blanket covering Su Boyan.

Under Su Boyan's surprised and uncertain gaze, he bent down and picked the person up from the bed.

Su Boyan wrapped his arms around Ning Qing's neck.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Qing lowered her head and replied succinctly.

"I'll carry you to wash up."

Su Boyan recalled the absurdity of last night once again.

Her cheeks flushed.

He said in a low voice.

"I can walk by myself."

Ning Qing nodded.

"Yes, I want to hold you."

Su Boyan glanced at Ning Qing, his eyes showing a mixture of joy, annoyance, and satisfaction.

Ning Qing placed the person back on the washbasin.

Su Boyan quickly spoke up to stop him.

“I can stand by myself.”

With that, he jumped to the ground.

When he stopped and looked up at himself in the mirror, he was clearly taken aback.

He leaned forward, and saw that the person in the mirror had a dense array of hickeys on their ears and neck, with varying shades of color.

Su Boyan turned his head and glared at Ning Qing.

"Tomorrow is Monday. How am I supposed to go to work or see anyone looking like this?"

Ning Qing looked at the marks on Su Boyan's body and smiled with satisfaction.

He thought to himself: Not bad, not bad, these are all my own masterpieces.

Ning Qing turned and walked out of the bathroom, taking out a simple, antique-looking porcelain bottle from her spatial storage.

He took it and walked to Su Boyan's side.

He looked depressed.

She waved the small porcelain bottle in her hand at him.

"Don't panic. Once you apply the ointment here, even the most stubborn marks will disappear in less than ten minutes."

Seeing how miraculous the ointment in his hand sounded, Su Boyan was skeptical but took the ointment from Ning Qing's hand.

Upon uncorking the bottle, a fragrant medicinal aroma immediately wafted out.

Su Boyan flicked his fingertip, leaving some white ointment on it.

Just as he was about to apply the ointment to the back of his ear.

Ning Qing's hand gripped his wrist tightly, preventing him from moving forward even an inch.

Su Boyan cast an inquiring glance at the person next to him.

Ning Qing leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

"Don't apply it yet, these marks will disappear once you apply it. Let me admire them a little longer."

"Don't you think that with these marks on you, you become even more alluring?"

"I really want to...eat you right now."

Su Boyan's ears burned, and he turned his head to pretend to be serious, glaring at Ning Qing.

"Stop fooling around, you go out first, I need to wash up."

Ning Qing gave him a mournful look, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Su Boyan watched Ning Qing's departing figure.

A doting smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

Ning Qing waited outside for about ten minutes. When Su Boyan came out, there was a patch of white skin behind his ears and on his neck.

Ning Qing's eyes once again revealed a hint of sorrow.

Seeing this, Su Buyan walked over and reached out to ruffle Ning Qing's short hair.

"Your ointment is really effective! What brand is it? Why is there no trademark or ingredient list on it?"

Ning Qing turned her head to the other side, rejecting Su Boyan's attempt to soothe her like a little brat.

Su Boyan noticed that her boyfriend looked unhappy.

He bent down, cupped Ning Qing's cheeks in his hands, and placed a kiss on his forehead.

She coaxed softly, "Sweetie, don't be sad, okay?"