"Baby? Are you alright?"
Qin Beiting saw her supporting her forehead with her hand, put down his wine glass, and walked over to sit on her side of the sofa.
Yu He looked up, her eyes hazy, her face flushed, and she smiled at him, charming and captivating.
"Man, has anyone ever told you you're really good-looking?" She reached up to cup his face and brought it close to hers.
Their breaths intertwined, Qin Beiting's throat tightened, feeling as if his very soul had been captured by her.
He couldn't resist, and raised his hand to press the back of her head, "You're such a seductive little enchantress."
With that, he couldn't help but kiss her.
The kiss was like an avalanche, uncontrollable. They had both held back for too long. From the living room to the bedroom, they collapsed onto the bed.
"Man, you're finally willing to touch me? Hmm?" Yu He sat on his lap, poking his firm chest.
She didn't know what she was thinking, but a silly, drunken smile suddenly appeared on her flushed face. "You can't escape me tonight! Serve this young lady well, and I'll take you to eat and drink well tomorrow!"
Qin Beiting had never seen her in such a charming state, his blood felt ignited, boiling.
"Okay, don't regret it tomorrow!" he said, turning the tables.
He suddenly realized that occasionally getting the young lady drunk was also a different kind of charm.
Their affection flowed, and the passion in the room was boundless.
Suddenly, Qin Beiting felt something warm and wet on his thigh.
He looked down, and on his white trousers, there was a patch of red!
A bad premonition struck him. He flipped the young lady over, and sure enough, her underwear also had a patch of red.
At the critical moment, the young lady's period had arrived!
Qin Beiting: "..."
The young lady, however, was completely oblivious. She continued to ignite a fire on him. He was already feeling unbearable, so he quickly grabbed her restless right hand, "Baby, don't move, you're on your period."
Yu He was too drunk to comprehend anything and continued to tease him, "Why aren't you continuing? Hmm? Are you no good anymore? Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?"
"I can make you unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights, but not now," Qin Beiting whispered in her ear, then pressed her onto the bed. "Be good, don't move around, I'll get you new pants and a sanitary napkin."
With that, he suppressed the restlessness within him and got out of bed.
Yu He thought he was leaving and immediately clung to him, "Why are you running away? No way? Are you really not good anymore? You're only twenty-five and you're already useless?"
Qin Beiting: "..."
Forget it, there's no point in arguing with someone who's drunk.
"Let me check for you," Yu He said, placing her hand on his wrist to feel his pulse.
After a while, she exclaimed in panic, "Brother Ting, why is there no pulse?!"
Qin Beiting glanced at her fingers resting on his watch strap. "..."
How can you be so... cute?
"It's over, Brother Ting, it's not just your kidneys, you don't even have a pulse anymore. No, I need to save you quickly." Yu He said, drunkenly sliding off the bed and stumbling towards the acupuncture kit.
Qin Beiting, afraid she would run out naked, quickly pulled her back. "Alright, stop messing around, I'm fine."
"Let go of me, I need to get the acupuncture kit, otherwise Brother Ting will die," Yu He struggled.
Qin Beiting was already enduring immense discomfort, and the woman in his arms was still struggling restlessly, nearly driving him to his death. He used all his strength to maintain his sanity.
"Be good, I'm fine. If you don't believe me, take my pulse again." He was breathing slightly heavily, his voice hoarse.
With that, he placed her hand on his right wrist.
Yu He, still dazed, took his pulse again. "Huh? It's okay now?"
"Yes, it's okay. Be good, shall I get you some clean clothes?" Qin Beiting coaxed her in the tone one would use for a child.
This time, Yu He seemed to understand and nodded obediently.
Qin Beiting finally managed to calm her down and went to get her clean underwear and sanitary napkins to change.
Yu He seemed to have tired herself out and let him do as he pleased.
"Alright, let's sleep," he covered her with the air-conditioned blanket and prepared to take a cold shower.
"Sleep with me," Yu He immediately clung to him like an octopus, refusing to let go.
"..."
Now she was much more settled, but even with her no longer fidgeting, it was a great challenge for the usual Qin Beiting, let alone him, who was currently burning with desire.
"Little enchantress, be kind!"
The response was the girl's soft, rhythmic breathing.
"..."
The next day.
Yu He slept until late morning. She felt a hangover headache. As she was about to get up, she was surprised to find Qin Beiting still asleep beside her.
This man had a very early biological clock and rarely slept in.
She turned on her side and gently traced the outline of his handsome face with her fingertips.
"Stop it, let me sleep a bit longer," Qin Beiting suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her restless little hand.
Only then did Yu He notice the faint dark circles under his eyelids.
"Didn't you sleep last night?" she asked, surprised.
Qin Beiting: "..."
He didn't know which little enchantress had clung to him all night, making him restless and unable to stop.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu He recalled that they had a few drinks together last night, and then she seemed to get drunk, and then... she couldn't remember anything else. Could she have been acting crazy from the alcohol?
Then, her gaze fell on the nightgown and underwear on the chair, which had not yet been cleaned and still bore dried bloodstains.
Yu He:!
Uh... no way, was last night that exciting?
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At the clinic, Qiao Wei was helping the cleaning aunt carry out the trash to the nearby waste sorting station.
On his way back, a figure lingering at the corner near the clinic entrance caught his attention.
It was mainly because the sun was high, and the temperature was over thirty degrees Celsius, making it extremely hot. Yet, the person was wrapped in a thick cloak, wearing a mask and a hat, completely covered up, hiding by the wall and suspiciously looking towards the clinic entrance.
Qiao Wei asked the cleaning aunt to go back first and walked up behind the person, patting them on the shoulder. "What are you doing?"
"Ah—" The person shrieked in fright.
But it was only a single shriek before Qiao Wei recognized the voice, "Qiao Qiao?"
"Brother..." Qiao Qiao immediately turned around when she heard his voice.
Even with the mask, she couldn't hide the bruised-looking dark circles under her eyes and her swollen face.
Moreover, there was an indescribable strange smell emanating from her, like rotting flesh, but the smell of rotting flesh was strongly masked by medicinal herbs. The two smells mixed together, making it particularly bizarre.
Qiao Wei stepped back in disgust. "You... how did you become like this? Aren't the Qi family taking care of you?"
Mentioning the Qi family, Qiao Qiao couldn't help but tremble, and resentment and fear surged in her heart. It was all the Qi family's fault that she had become this way!
"Brother, save me, I don't want to die."
As she spoke, she pulled aside her cloak, revealing her right arm wrapped in bandages, swollen to the thickness of her calf. The strange smell was emanating from there, but what drew Qiao Wei's eye more was her bulging stomach.