n Man, you want it too. Your body is telling me."……Huo Shaoting was particularly domineering and forceful in this matter, Wen Man couldn't resist.In the heat of passion.He couldn't help but think of J...Wen Man lay on the snow-white pillow.

Perhaps because she was sick, she became much softer, both in her demeanor and her voice. "I don't want to go to the hospital," she said softly.

Because of this kind of thing, she wouldn't go to the hospital. She couldn't bear to lose face.

Ho Shao-ting lightly touched her cheek and took out his phone from the bedside table to make a call.

"Zhang, please call a doctor."

"Well...Room 3601 of the hotel."

"It wasn't me, it was Wen Man who got sick."

……

Over there, Ms. Zhang was gaping, for a long time she couldn't come to her senses!

Why live in a good house and instead choose to stay in a hotel

Ms. Zhang, the competent veteran of the workplace, immediately contacted a reliable family doctor and personally escorted him there.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Huo Shaoting opened the door.

Before the old gentleman could speak, Huo Shaoting frowned and said, "Why is it a male doctor"

Ho Shaoting didn't let them in, but instead told Zhang the secretary: "Please get a female doctor over here, someone with rich experience, and whose mouth... is tight-lipped."

He could tell that Wen Man was quite vain.

Zhang's secretary is quite clever. She immediately replaced the previous doctor with a renowned authority from the city's women's hospital. That director is truly capable and prescribed oral medication without the need for an intravenous drip.

The temperature dropped to a more comfortable level by midday.

But she was thoroughly exhausted and quite fond of sleeping.

Ms. Zhang did not leave, helping to clean up the hotel suite. While she was doing so, she couldn't help but be secretly astonished.

Ho Shao-ting was in the bedroom.

He sat on the sofa, handling some business on his phone, and then came over to look at Wen Man, touching her hand.

Her fingertips were delicate and soft, it was evident that she rarely did housework. But after moving into his apartment, he let the maid take a vacation, and all the household chores fell on Wen Man. She didn't complain about it at all.

Ho Shao-ting suddenly remembered that they had only just started living together.

That's actually pretty nice!

Back then, whenever he looked at her, Wen Man's face would turn red.

She liked him, he knew it all along!

But now, she rarely blushed in front of him. Instead, it was Jiang Rui's last night calling her "husband" that caused a slight flush on her cheeks, a familiar shy look.

When Huo Shaoting just thought about it, he couldn't bear it!

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he brought Wen Man back to the apartment. She was still feeling unwell and nauseous.

Ms. Zhang called the doctor again.

The doctor said it was because of taking post-coital medication.

Ho Shao-ting sent everyone else away and returned to the bedroom. Wen Man's face was as white as snow, leaning against the pillow... He couldn't help but recall last night; he had indeed indulged himself thoroughly, feeling better than ever before.

But Wen Man fell ill, and he felt a little regret.

He walked over and gently touched her cheek: "I won't let you eat that anymore."

Wen Man felt embarrassed and turned her face away.

However, Ho Shao-ting lowered his head and gently kissed her. This kiss lasted for quite a while... until her cheeks were flushed pink did he let go.

Wen Man looked up, her eyes glistening with tears.

She murmured, "Ho Shaoting... Actually, actually you should be done playing!"

There is definitely a tacit understanding between her and him.

But after all this time, the person he had in his heart has come back. He seems to be enjoying the ambiguity with Qiao An quite a bit. She feels that he should let her go too, so everyone is happy!

Ho Shao-ting remained silent, only gazing at her.

He is not enough!

It's not enough! All he wants to do is sleep with her.

The silence in the air was thick with awkwardness.

Wen Man didn't want to plead with him either. She choked out, "I won't go to hotels with you anymore."

Ho Shao-ting's Adam's apple bobbed.

He recalled the frenzy of last night...

Just as the atmosphere was thick with tension, his phone rang. It was a call from an old friend.

Ho Shao-ting put the phone on speaker: "Jingchen, what's up"

Over there, the man named Jingchen smiled lazily.

"Shaoting, want to hang out tonight"

"Last night was a bust, Qiao An set up another gathering tonight. I'll have Jiang Rui make amends with you later! By the way, didn't you do anything to Wen Man Women can be a little temperamental, it's normal for her and Qiao An to feel jealous, it means she cares about you!"

I know your temper! Just give her a few days of the cold shoulder, don't overdo it.

……

He didn't refute.

He looked at Wen Man with a half-smile.

Wen Man was so angry that her neck turned a faint red. She grabbed a pillow and threw it.

"Go away, you jealous!"

" Huo Shaoting, you can play with whoever you want, it has nothing to do with me."

……

Huo Shaoting smiled faintly and said, "It was Jing Shen who said it, not me."

On the phone, they lost their tongue.

It took him a long time before he changed his tone and said, "Where's your sister-in-law! Hahaha... I was just joking!"

He lowered his voice again, "Shaoting, will you come or not Give us a straight answer! Qiao An doesn't come back often, don't ruin everyone's mood, okay"

Jiao Jingchen's childhood friend definitely would come, Huo Shaoting definitely would come, Wen Man wouldn't dare stop him.

In their circle, there has never been a precedent for a woman who was raised to be in charge. They are all quite obedient and docile. As for the occasional few who have temperaments, they go wherever they please...

He waited for Huo Shaoting's reply.

However, Huo Shaoting simply replied: "I'm not going! It sounds boring."

That person was quite surprised.

"Shaoting, I'm here on a mission."

Ho Shao-ting said bluntly, "Wen Man isn't feeling well, so I'm taking care of her at home."

The man was completely stunned.

They've always been waited on by women, how come Shao Ting is now taking care of a woman Shao Ting isn't a doctor!

Is he…

Jingchen's voice was slightly heavy: "Shaoting, are you serious"

Ho Shao-ting gave Wen Man face, smiled faintly and hung up the phone.

He looked at Wen Man, a charming smile playing on his lips: "Teacher Wen, are you satisfied now"

Wen Man didn't even want to pay him any attention.

Ho Shao Ting's concessions and flirtations are nothing but common tricks men use. If he truly liked her, he would offer her a stable and lasting relationship, not just physical intimacy.

But he was compromising and considerate, so their relationship gradually eased.

Over the weekend, Ho Siu-ting took care of her and worked in his study. He even went downstairs to feed the little white dog!

Wen Man is not feeling well.

He didn't touch her, but he always liked to kiss her...

When she was bewildered by her own feelings, he chuckled.

Those two days, Wen Man felt as if she had returned to the past, but she knew in her heart that it wasn't true. His attentiveness, these blushing-inducing actions... were all just because of his interest.

She was indifferent to his pain, Huo Shaoting didn't care at all!

After two days of rest, Wen Man felt much better. She suddenly wanted a cup of coffee.

Halfway through cooking, the doorbell rang.

When Huo Shaoting was in his study, Wen Man went to open the door. She thought it was Huo Mingzhu.

The door opened, and she was stunned.

At the door stood Joan.

Joan's pretty face was smiling, unlike her malicious attitude that night.

Wen Man did not dare to underestimate this white moonlight.

She did not stop them from meeting. She stepped aside to let Qiao An in, then walked to the study door and said to Huo Shao Ting, "Miss Qiao is here. Would you like to see her"g we have is red tea. Just make do.”Huo Shaoting wasn't here for tea; he didn't care.Wen Man sat opposite him.Between each other, separated by the warmth of tea.Ho Shaoting spoke first: “How are you d...