He didn't know his age, but that face definitely didn't look like he was only in his early twenties. There weren't any fine lines on his face yet, but the years of illness and suffering showed through in his brows.

In any case, it is far inferior to those young and green teenage faces.

Qin Zhao washed his face with water, stared at the face in the water, and suddenly laughed.

He had never cared about his appearance in the past, but after experiencing this night, he began to worry for no reason.

How strange.

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Some time ago, Qin Zhao secretly laughed at Jing Li for always liking to stick to him, but now he realized that he was even more clingy than his own Xiaoyu.

He seemed to have really become a newlywed young man, unable to bear the slightest bit of temper and wanting to be with the other person all the time.

"...No!" Jing Li stopped for the umpteenth time, on the verge of a fight. "Doctor Xue said we can't do it too often. Do you still want to be cured?"

Qin Zhao trapped the person between the seats, and the two looked at each other, their eyes meeting silently in the air.

"But it's been three days since the last time." Qin Zhao lowered his head and kissed the corners of Jing Li's lips again and again, his voice very low.

"That...that won't work either..."

Jing Li couldn't stand him talking like that, and with only a shred of rationality, he managed to say, "We agreed to do it four or five times a month..."

Qin Zhao paused, then whispered, "But don't you think I'm getting better faster now than before?"

Jing Li was stunned.

Qin Zhao's complexion was indeed much better than before.

Does doing that kind of thing have such an effect?

"Actually, I've always wondered if there's something in you that could counteract the effects of Shen Huan's medicine." Qin Zhao said, "Think about the time you first became a human and rescued me from the mountains, and the day I officially changed the medicine."

He did not take the medicine on the day Qin Zhao was rescued from the mountains, but there was no poison and no symptoms the next day.

On the day of the dressing change, it was also because of Jing Li's presence that he was able to stabilize.

Jing Li's voice lost some of its firmness: "But, but you have no evidence..."

"So we can give it a try." Qin Zhao kissed him gently and coaxed him, "Xiaoyu, just think of it as helping me."

Jing Li has not been firm enough on this matter.

It's certainly tiring to do that, but I have to admit, it's truly pleasurable. Doing that with someone you love is the most pleasurable thing in the world.

Qin Zhao's words easily persuaded Jing Li's originally unsteady heart. Jing Li's hand, which had been pulling Qin Zhao's sleeve tightly, unconsciously loosened, allowing Qin Zhao to kiss her, and gently asked him to open his mouth a little more...

"——Qin Zhao, are you home?" There was a sudden knock on the door, and both of them paused.

Jing Li opened his eyes and met Qin Zhao's gaze. Both of them had the same indescribable expression on their faces.

The voice was Chen Yanan.

Such interruptions are not uncommon these days.

Qin Zhao had become an instant celebrity at the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry gathering, and everyone quickly learned his name and where he lived. These days, he's been flooded with people trying to make friends with him, offering invitations to meet him at certain places, and even asking to be his mentor.

Few people in the village could read and write, so most people from other villages who wanted to meet Qin Zhao had to seek introductions from Chen Yan'an. Because of this, the little fat boy's reputation also became much more famous.