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Yan Zonglang's residence in Beijing is a [-]-square-meter duplex suite, which is much inferior to Huangjin's penthouse, but it also reveals luxurious connotations everywhere.

The servant prepared the bath water under Yan Zonglang's order, and the aroma of vegetable porridge wafted from the kitchen.

Shu Qingmo nestled sickly in Yan Zonglang's arms, and before he had time to look at this strange place, Yan Zonglang carried him straight into the bathroom.

"Take a good bath." Yan Zonglang put down Shu Qingmo, raised his hand to look at his watch and said, "Come out and take medicine later."

Shu Qingmo nodded obediently, and asked, "My clothes..."

Yan Zonglang said: "I'll get it for you."

There was nothing shady in Shu Qingmo's suitcase, and he really didn't want to walk too much, so he said "yes".

"The bath towels are all clean, you can use them casually." Yan Zonglang said again, "Don't soak for too long, call me anytime if you need anything."

Speaking of this, Yan Zonglang's cell phone vibrated suddenly.While he was picking up the phone and walking outside, Shu Qingmo vaguely heard the words "repayment period" and "several times leverage".

The bathroom door was quickly closed by Yan Zonglang, blocking all disturbing voices.The relaxing scent of camellia wafts in the warm space, and the steaming bathtub sets off a comfortable and comfortable atmosphere.

Shu Qingmo took off her clothes and stepped into the deep soaking bathtub, her whole body was immediately surrounded by a wave of warmth, and even the discomfort caused by the fever was relieved a lot.

"So comfortable."

Shu Qingmo breathed out comfortably, resting her head on the edge of the bathtub, closing her eyes and enjoying the momentary relief from her illness.

He thought of what Secretary Chen said just now that the public opinion on the Internet had completely turned, so he had the courage to take his phone and search for news related to him.

As soon as the lawyer's letter came out, the Weibo that broke the news was immediately deleted.

A technical blogger analyzed several WeChat screenshots in the news, and determined that these screenshots were fake from details such as picture clarity and color difference, which almost killed the fact of the rumor.

There was also an entertainment blogger who divided the fans who supported Shu Qingmo into several camps. Only then did Shu Qingmo know that there were many CP fans of him and the show guests on the Internet, and what Xiu Jie's manager said was " Mustard Husband and wife” is just one of them.

These fans will edit the interaction between him and the guests of the show separately, and then add ambiguous words that are misleading.

If it wasn't for Shu Qingmo being very clear that he had no such intentions at all, he would have almost believed it.

I don't know what Mr. Yan will do when he sees these clips.

Just as Shu Qingmo thought of this, there were two knocks on the bathroom door.

He sat up straight and put down his cell phone, and was about to cover his body with a white towel in the water, but Yan Zonglang pushed open the bathroom door without saying hello, and walked in so grandly.

"Your clothes." Yan Zonglang put Shu Qingmo's pajamas by the sink, looked at him without hesitation and asked, "Is the water temperature suitable?"

"Mr. Yan!" Shu Qingmo quickly curled up her legs, covered her knees with a towel, looked at Yan Zonglang with dissatisfaction, and said, "Why didn't you say hello when you came in?"

Yan Zonglang leaned on the sink, crossed his arms and said, "I have knocked on the door."

Shu Qingmo said: "Then you have to prepare time for me."

"Prepare what?" Yan Zonglang looked at Shu Qingmo who was shrunk in the water with a smile and asked, "You are mine, what can I not see?"

Shu Qingmo's cheeks were blushed by the steam, and he muttered softly, "You just can't look."

Yan Zonglang smiled, didn't tease Shu Qingmo any more, left a sentence "after soaking, come out to eat", and then left the bathroom.

After soaking in the bath, Shu Qingmo's back was no longer sweating, and her head was not as dizzy as before.

He came to the living room in his pajamas and found a strange woman in her thirties sitting on the sofa, wearing a smart dark gray suit.

"Hello, Master Shu."

The woman stood up and greeted Shu Qingmo, then took out a thermometer from the medicine box on the coffee table, and said to Shu Qingmo, "Let's take our temperature first."

Shu Qingmo looked at Yan Zonglang who was beside him in puzzlement.

"This is Doctor Liu." Yan Zonglang introduced, "Let her show you."

Shu Qingmo nodded, and sat down beside Dr. Liu obediently.

Next, Dr. Liu gave Shu Qingmo a brief physical examination. It was just a normal fever and nothing serious.When she was explaining to Shu Qingmo the precautions during the illness, Yan Zonglang's phone vibrated again, and he took the phone to the balcony, and soon there were only Shu Qingmo and Dr. Liu left in the living room.

"Doctor Liu." Shu Qingmo interrupted Dr. Liu in a low voice, and asked in a low voice, "Are you the Yan family's family doctor?"

This question has been entrenched in Shu Qingmo's mind ever since he knew that the woman in front of him was a doctor.And it wasn't until Yan Zonglang left to go to the balcony that he found a space to ask.

"Yes." Doctor Liu replied, "Any questions?"

"Then were you in Nancheng before?" Shu Qingmo asked again.

"It was indeed in Nancheng before, but I just came to Beijing with Mr. Yan recently." Dr. Liu said, "Our private medical service organization also has a branch in Beijing, so I transferred here temporarily."

Shu Qingmo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he pursed his lips, and asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Then Doctor Liu... have you seen me before this?"

"I've seen it before." Doctor Liu said, "Didn't Master Shu pass out in the sauna last time?"

It’s over.

Shu Qingmo only felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky hit his head.

When he passed out in the sauna that time, he was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks.Later, Yan Zonglang said that it was the family doctor who helped him change into pajamas. He thought that Yan's family doctor would be an older male doctor, but he didn't expect it to be such a young woman.

Then it's better to ask the servant aunt to change it for him! !

"Are you still feeling unwell?"

Yan Zonglang took the water cup from Shu Qingmo's hand, touched his forehead, and compared his own body temperature, the difference was not very big.

"No, it's much better." Shu Qingmo nestled on the big bed in the bedroom, saying she was fine, but her expression was listless and unlovely.

"Are you really okay?" Yan Zonglang frowned and asked Shu Qingmo, "I haven't eaten a few mouthfuls of rice, and I don't want to eat fruit."

"Where am I in the mood to eat fruit?" Shu Qingmo sighed, and the sadness on his face became a little stronger.

No matter how you look at him like this, it doesn't look like an ordinary fever. Yan Zonglang couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he couldn't help asking: "Mo, what's the matter with you?"

Shu Qingmo twitched the corners of her lips, turned her back to Yan Zonglang, and said sadly, "Why didn't you tell me that Doctor Liu was so young before?"

Yan Zonglang was slightly taken aback: "Young?"

Shu Qingmo complained: "I asked her to change my swimming trunks."

There was a second of silence behind him, and then a chuckle soon followed.

Shu Qingmo felt even more sad in his heart, he said angrily: "It's all your fault, you're still laughing."

"Mo," Yan Zonglang put away his smile and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Shu Qingmo turned around curiously, looked at Yan Zonglang and asked, "What's the truth?"

"Your swimming trunks," Yan Zonglang said, "I changed them."

"what?"

Shu Qingmo froze for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief, but soon blushed with embarrassment.He stammered, "Why, why is it you?"

"I said," Yan Zonglang said, "I'm the only man in the family."

Yes, Yan Zonglang did say this sentence, and he also said another sentence——

It is white and round, and feels good to the touch.

Shu Qingmo's face turned red, and he said angrily, "How are you lying to me?"

"Do you still remember the first time you came to my house?" Yan Zonglang said with a smile, "You woke up early in the morning and looked at me as if I were some kind of beast in clothes. If I told you the truth, you would call me a hooligan?"

The reason is this. At that time, the rest of Yan Zonglang's family were all women, and only Yan Zonglang changed Shu Qingmo's swimming trunks.

But Shu Qingmo was still angry, he said: "You can obviously close your eyes."

"Why do you want to close it?" Yan Zonglang lifted the quilt, lay down next to Shu Qingmo, put his arms around his waist and said, "You brought it to the door by yourself."

"Let me go." Shu Qingmo turned red in Yan Zonglang's arms, but Yan Zonglang hugged her even tighter.

"Still," Yan Zonglang leaned into Shu Qingmo's ear and said, "Don't you want it to be me?"

Of course, Shu Qingmo didn't want it to be someone else, how could he stand up to Yan Zonglang talking to him so ambiguously, his whole body was like a boiled shrimp, struggling for the last time: "You are a hooligan..."

"Well, you said it was me." Yan Zonglang kissed Shu Qingmo's forehead, "Hurry up and rest, I will leave when you fall asleep."

Hearing this, Shu Qingmo's pent-up breath suddenly disappeared like a balloon being pricked by a needle.

He nestled comfortably in Yan Zonglang's arms, smelling the familiar smell from Yan Zonglang's body, he suddenly didn't want to rest so much.

He raised his head, looked at Yan Zonglang's chin and said, "Mr. Yan, can I whisper to you?"

Yan Zonglang lowered his head and asked, "What whisper?"

"Before you came to me, Xiu Jie asked me to pretend to be a couple with him. In a fit of anger, I said that my man would kill him." Shu Qingmo bit his lip, not sure how Yan Zonglang would react when he heard this, he cautiously asked, "Did I go too far?"

Yan Zonglang raised his eyebrows: "Xiu Jie asked you to pretend to be a couple with him?"

"Yeah." Shu Qingmo said, "He said that if I agree, he will help me with my online affairs."

"It's not too much." Yan Zonglang rubbed the back of Shu Qingmo's neck, and said lightly, "You must only be a little white rabbit in front of me."

Shu Qingmo slipped into Yan Zonglang's arms again, leaned into his ear and said, "Mr. Yan, I have another whisper."

"What?" Yan Zonglang said, "You can tell me whoever bullied you."

"No, I want to say," Shu Qingmo paused, and continued, "I said you hated me in the car, but it was actually a lie."

"Huh?" Yan Zonglang was a little surprised by the sudden honesty.

"I actually..." Shu Qingmo said, "I like you a little bit."

I like to chat with you, I like to travel with you, I like to watch the sunrise and shooting stars with you, and I like to snuggle in your arms and act like a baby.

My heart is full of liking, and a heart can't hold it at all, so it overflows a little bit.

Shu Qingmo thought to himself that he had already talked to this point, Yan Zonglang would say he liked him no matter what, but Yan Zonglang just narrowed his eyes slightly, hoarse his voice, and asked with deep eyes: "Little boy, do you still like me?" Do you want to rest?"

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