Evening at Genting Apartments.
Gu Chengyu returned early, having changed into dark gray lounge pants and a black T-shirt, and sat back on the sofa in the living room.
While waiting for his girl to come home, he used his alternate account on Weibo to like comments praising her.
It was almost seven o'clock when the door opened and Su Qianqian walked in.
She kicked off her little leather shoes, put on her socks, and pounced on the man on the sofa.
Gu Chengyu had already put down his tablet when she entered the room. He skillfully opened his arms, caught her completely, and pulled her into his embrace.
"Why are you only getting back now?" He looked down, his chin brushing against the top of her soft hair. He noticed the faint smell of hospital disinfectant on her and frowned slightly.
Did they go to the hospital?
Su Qianqian found the most comfortable spot in his arms, nestled softly against him, her voice tinged with weariness: "Weiwei had a fever, and I stayed with her at the hospital for a long time..."
As she spoke, she felt a warm sensation emanating from him.
She gently lifted her two icy little feet, hooking her left foot around her right and her right foot around her left, deftly removing her socks.
Then she directly tucked her bare little feet into the hem of his T-shirt, pressing them against his firm, hot abs.
"Hmm..." Gu Chengyu's muscles tensed up from her coldness, and a low groan escaped his throat.
But instead of pushing her away, he adjusted his position to make her little feet fit more comfortably against him.
At the same time, his large hands covered her feet, gently kneading her slender ankles and the backs of her feet to warm them up.
He touched it as he sighed.
If it weren't for the fact that every time he kissed her delicate feet, she would be so coquettish as to forbid him from kissing her little mouth again, he would really want to lower his head right now and give those tender little feet a good kiss.
Su Qianqian closed her eyes, enjoying his attentive care, her voice soft and sweet:
"I didn't do anything, just watched Weiwei get an IV drip, but it felt more tiring than a whole day of acting class."
"Sigh, taking care of a patient is really not easy."
Gu Chengyu frowned again as he listened.
He reached up with his free hand to her forehead to check her temperature, then touched her cheeks and palms, only feeling slightly relieved after confirming that she wasn't too hot.
His tone was unusually serious: "Didn't you say she was impressive just a couple of days ago, dressed lightly, and eager to try her luck? Now look at the outcome."
"Qin Yuwei brought it on herself. She didn't know to put on more clothes when it was cold. She valued style over warmth. She deserved to suffer."
"You're not allowed to imitate her, do you hear me?"
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