Extra: It’s always a great sense of accomplishment to snatch something away
While in his sleep, Ni Yang heard a lot of chattering in his ears, but he couldn't hear clearly.
It was not until her face was pecked repeatedly that her consciousness slowly came back to her. When she opened her eyes, she saw a hazy face. As her eyes opened completely, she clearly saw that He Siyu was very close to her, and a moment of tension flashed across his narrow eyes.
What is he doing, so close?
Her throat hurt, her voice was nasal, and Ni Yang felt very hot.
He Siyu didn't answer her and straightened up.
"Wait for me, don't move."
I went outside to pour a cup of warm water, put in a straw, and brought in a bowl of red date and wolfberry porridge.
Ni Yang took her arm out of the quilt. After her fever subsided, she felt her head wasn't as heavy anymore.
He Si wanted to help her up and put a pillow behind her.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held the straw to Ni Yang's mouth.
The girl looked at him, took the straw from her mouth, and raised her hand to take the glass. Her watery eyes followed his figure and briefly glanced around the room. The black and gray Manbach decoration was dull but exuded a low-key luxury. She really didn't expect that He Siyu would take her back to his home.
The warm water slid down her throat, which was so painful that it almost killed her, and her brows couldn't help but frown.
After drinking the warm water in the cup in one breath, He Siyu turned on the humidifier in the room, returned to the bed, and took the glass from her hand.
"Are you hungry? I made some porridge. Would you like some?"
Ni Yang raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Did you cook it?"
He Si wanted to sit down, put down the cup, took the white porcelain bowl, pinched the handle of the spoon, stirred the porridge in the bowl, and blew gently. The fragrance of red dates lingered in the room, but Ni Yang's nose was blocked and she could not smell it at all.
When she saw the white medical Band-Aid on the back of her hand, she knew she had been on an IV drip.
Staring at the delicious-looking red date porridge, she touched her stomach and found that she was indeed hungry.
She raised her hands and wanted to eat by herself. He Si wanted to shake his head, but he handed the porcelain spoon of porridge to her mouth.
"I'll feed you."
Ni Yang didn't act pretentiously. He opened his mouth and took the porridge from the spoon.
She could taste a little bit of flavor, which was very fragrant. The rice was stewed so soft that she could swallow it without chewing.
She liked it and immediately opened her mouth for another spoonful after she swallowed it.
He Siyu smiled gently, diligently fed Ni Yang two bowls of porridge, and poured her a glass of warm water.
Ni Yang wanted to get up from the bed. She was already very hot, and after eating two bowls of porridge, she was sweating.
He Si, who was pushed open the door, wanted to stop her immediately. He put down the cup of water, pushed her back to the bed, and tucked in the quilt.
He said earnestly, "You've just sweated a little, don't be greedy for cold. The doctor said you might have a fever again at night. Be good and sleep a little longer."
Ni Yang half-lay on the bed, softly saying, "Oh."
He Siyu smiled and helped her push her hair aside, then leaned over unexpectedly and put his forehead against hers.
Her eyes suddenly widened, her hands in the quilt tightly grasped her clothes, her heart skipped a beat, and she breathed with her mouth slightly open.
Too... too close.
He whispered, "It's not hot."
He put his hands on both sides of her and looked at Ni Yang gently.
The girl fluttered her eyelashes and looked at him helplessly.
Her lips regained some color and she asked him doubtfully, "Don't we have a thermometer?"
Without blushing or beating his heart, he said, "This is more accurate."
Ni Yang: “…”
I'd never trust you.
"You haven't answered my original question yet."
He Siyu raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of lingering ambiguity.
"I'm stealing kisses and sleeping."
Ni Yang's computer was offline, and he kept copying the six words he said in his mind.
Sleep? Kiss? Hmm?
So that peck was He Siyu trying to kiss her?
Her slightly red lips moved, "What did you call me?"
He Si wanted to blink, "Sleep." After a second, "Sleep seems not to be paying attention to the point."
Ni Yang panted, she was so hot, "Kiss me secretly, aren't you afraid that I will be angry?"
"Afraid, if you think you're angry, I'll let you kiss me back."
Ni Yang: “…”
This person has a lot of twisted ideas, and she has no way to refute them.
He Siyu freed one hand and brushed the side of Ni Yang's face with the back of his hand, his eyes straining. "I brought Shui Shui back to my home because I wanted Shui Shui to invade my life, to let you be stained with my scent, to let my little corner of the world smell like Shui Shui."
"I drove everyone around you away and couldn't wait to take the top spot."
"I was originally worried that Shui Shui would be afraid of me, but then I thought, it would be better to let Shui Shui desire me first."
Ni Yang frowned, not understanding what it meant to have desire for him. It couldn't be what she thought.
Her eyes unconsciously followed his face down to see his slender swan neck, cold white Adam's apple, delicate collarbone, and his good figure that even a white shirt couldn't cover up.
He Siyu naturally did not miss Ni Yang's gaze. He enjoyed such a look and felt very comfortable. At least it showed that his body could still seduce her.
“It’s always a great sense of accomplishment when you snatch something.”
"Sleep, do you like my body?"
"You can't dislike it, I will force Shui Shui to like it."
"Forget that bastard quickly and love me, okay?"
Ni Yang wanted to call him crazy. How could a man force a woman to like his body?
What kind of pervert is He Siyu? How different is he from the male protagonists in the novels she reads who force the female protagonists?
Everyone else forces the heroine into bed, but he wants her to have sex with him?
Hmm? Is that right?
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