Ye Xingguang's heart constricted once again, wanting to flee in fear. She regretted it, the man's look was fraught with danger.
At this moment, her face was as red as the most beautiful sunset at the end of the coastline. The medicine had not taken effect yet, let alone the side effects. Ye Junqing, transfixed by the shy and nervous mermaid in his arms, felt the blood rush to his head. His strides grew wider as he longed to carry her back to the room.
He could not wait another second. If being ill meant he was bestowed with her all-out care, he wished for a relapse every single day.
...
Near midnight, around half past eleven, in the villa where Ye Shiting was working.
Ye Shiting, Lin Nan, Mu Nianbai, Tang Xiao, Mo Zhe, Fu Zhuo, Ji Qishu, Mo Fei, and others hadn't slept, continuing their gathering around the dining table, drinking and enjoying hot pot. Aside from Ye Junqing, only Tang Zhou was absent. He was still holding his position at the headquarters of Junxing Weibo.
