Luo Shaoxuan’s lips glistened with moisture, beautiful eyes also misty. He stared fixedly at her.

The corners of his mouth suddenly curved into an alluring smile. Pulling the stunned woman down, he captured her lips with his mouth, teeth nibbling meticulously on her lips before thrusting his tongue inside to tangle with hers.

Saliva continuously spilled from the corners of their mouths. Luo Shaoxuan’s eyes were hazy and half-open, pupils filled with delight that seemed about to drown him.

His entire body plastered against hers, hands reaching for the jade belt at her waist, only to be swiftly caught by Si Qingyu.

Si Qingyu tilted her head back, evading the man’s unrelenting pursuit of her lips. Panting, she said: “Shaoxuan, don’t act up. Your body hasn’t recovered yet, you can’t engage in strenuous activity.”

The man’s robes were in a disheveled disarray, loose and about to fall off. Seeing the woman continuously dodging and refusing, he sat back in deflated frustration, a trace of transparent fluid still lingering at the corner of his mouth.

He glared at her, eyes red-rimmed and cheeks puffed out.

Si Qingyu wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth before sitting up straight and looking at the sulking Luo Shaoxuan in fond exasperation: “Your body still hasn’t recovered. Right now… ahem, now is not suitable for doing such things.”

Luo Shaoxuan’s gaze was dark as he stared at her, wanting to say his body was perfectly fine, but feared she would dote on him less if she knew. He could only press his lips together tightly and sulk on his own.

Unaware of his inner schemes, Si Qingyu wanted him to get up now that he was awake: “Shaoxuan, get up for a bit. My legs are numb from you pressing on them…”

This guy insisted on curling his entire body on top of her, her legs continuously pinned down by him. He had no idea how heavy he was.

Hearing her say this, Luo Shaoxuan hurriedly got off her, but his fingers still clutched her sleeve tightly, afraid she would fly away.

Si Qingyu propped herself up with the table and chairs to stand. Her legs were already so numb she was a bit unsteady. She wanted to raise her hand to massage them and tugged at her sleeve: “Why are you grabbing me?”

The man didn’t speak, lips pursed, expression somewhat overcast. His fingers simply refused to let go, holding on tight.

Silly.

Si Qingyu looked at him with amusement and extended her hand towards him.

Luo Shaoxuan froze at the hand suddenly presented before him. Raising his eyes, he saw the woman smiling at him.

The gloom in his eyes also took on a hint of a smile. Releasing her sleeve, he tightly grasped her hand, squeezing with such force it seemed he wanted to crush it into his bones.

“Hiss,” Si Qingyu sucked in a breath but didn’t struggle free, allowing him to continue. She extended her other hand to pull up his robes that were about to slip off. His current state of dishevelment, flushed cheeks, and delicate appearance made one want to thoroughly ravish him.

Si Qingyu stared, unable to resist leaning in to kiss his lips.

The man seemed to have been waiting for this. Lowering his head slightly, he parted his lips a bit to make it more convenient for her to kiss him. His beautiful eyes flashed, one hand lightly caressing upwards from below to stroke her softness. Just as he wanted to further slip his hand into her collar, knocking sounded from outside the courtyard.

Luo Shaoxuan’s hand paused, a flash of viciousness briefly passing through the depths of his eyes, but it vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by a pitiful look as he gazed at the woman pushing him away.

Coming back to her senses, Si Qingyu couldn’t help biting her tongue, inwardly vexed that she had just been drawn in by him, involuntarily about to…

“That… Shaoxuan, someone is knocking. I’ll go open the door first. You rest here for a bit.” Si Qingyu led him to the couch and had him sit there to wait for her.

The man tightly gripped her hand, refusing to let go no matter what. His head lowered slightly, black hair falling over his forehead, obscuring the exposed view of his wide-open collar.

Seeing that the knocking persisted and he was unwilling to release her, Si Qingyu hesitated for a moment: “Then come with me. If walking is uncomfortable, remember to tell me.”

She had already completely regarded him as a frail patient.

But Luo Shaoxuan, despite being “looked down on,” felt exceptionally satisfied. His beautiful eyes glanced at her coquettishly as he nodded in agreement with her: “I know.”

Even his voice was alluring.

Si Qingyu inwardly sighed, “Seductress.” Holding his hand, she exited the room with him. Actually, she had already roughly guessed who it was. After all, not many knew her residence.

Sure enough, upon opening the door, Zhao Sixi’s silly appearance greeted them.

She seemed not to have expected the two of them to open the door together. Stunned for a moment, she quickly moved to stand beside Si Qingyu after reacting. Young Master Luo’s gaze when looking at her was always so frightening.

Si Qingyu looked at the nervous girl and raised a brow: “What’s the matter? It’s not like he’ll eat you.”

Scared, Zhao Sixi shifted to Si Qingyu’s side before timidly raising her head. Seeing the man move his gaze to the woman and no longer glaring at her, she let out a relieved breath: “Physician Si, are you really leaving here?”

So it was about this matter. Si Qingyu nodded: “Mm.”

As soon as the words fell, she felt the hand holding hers tighten further.

Unaware, Zhao Sixi simply pouted, eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her: “Then will we not be able to see Physician Si again in the future?”

Indeed, she probably wouldn’t return here anymore.

Si Qingyu habitually reached out to pat the girl’s head, but before she could touch her, the person beside her grabbed her hand and yanked it back forcefully.

The two were a bit dazed by his intense action, blankly looking at him.

Luo Shaoxuan tightly grasped both of the woman’s hands, eyes mixed with sinister mockery as he sneered at the girl: “Miss Zhao, as a woman, you only know how to cry all day. It’s quite annoying.”

Rarely had they heard him speak so bluntly, words filled with malice.

Zhao Sixi’s entire face instantly flushed red, tears truly stopping.

Si Qingyu sighed: “Shaoxuan, go sit in the courtyard. I’ll talk with her for a bit.”

“No.” The man’s attitude was unyielding.

“Then keep quiet.”

Luo Shaoxuan glared at her aggrievedly, turning his face away and no longer looking at her.

Only then did Si Qingyu look at the girl, but momentarily forgot what to say. She hesitated before asking: “Why were you looking for me?”

“…” Zhao Sixi felt a bit stifled. She handed over the cloth bag at her side: “This is from my mother for Physician Si. She said since we won’t be able to see you again, she made more for Physician Si.”

Pulling her hands out from the man’s grip, she accepted the cloth bag: “Mm, thank your mother for me. I’ll keep it.”

The girl’s eyes reddened again, voice hoarse: “Then farewell, Physician Si. If there’s a chance in the future, you must come back to visit.”

Si Qingyu’s eyes softened considerably: “I will. The medical hall will be managed by you from now on. Remember to study and observe more, understand?”

“Mm mm! I understand, Physician Si.” The girl nodded in acknowledgment while rubbing her teary eyes.

Si Qingyu chatted with her a bit more until the person beside her impatiently tugged at her hand. Only then did she send the girl off.

As soon as she left, the man asked anxiously: “Where are you going?”

Si Qingyu pulled him to sit at the stone table, feigning solemnity: “I’m going to a relatively far place.”

The man’s expression tensed, unease in his features. He tightly clasped her hand, looking up at her: “Then… then what about me?”

If… if she dared to abandon him again…

The depths of Luo Shaoxuan’s eyes instantly darkened, the hand holding hers trembling.

Si Qingyu lowered her gaze to stare fixedly at the uneasy person, unable to resist sighing and shaking her head.

Silly.

Squatting down, she placed her hands on his knees, gazing at him gently from below. Her voice was so soft it seemed she feared startling him: “Wherever I go, I naturally intend to bring you along.” She lightly stroked his jade-like cheek: “What are you thinking? I said I won’t leave you behind again.”

A clear teardrop fell onto her hand.

Luo Shaoxuan was like a prisoner finally being rescued, so overjoyed he didn’t know what to do. He could only grasp the woman’s hand, kissing it incessantly to express his wild elation.

Seeing Luo Shaoxuan like this, a hint of tears also welled up in her eyes. She wanted to give him more of a sense of security: “Shaoxuan?”

“Mm…” The man pressed her hand tightly against his tear-stained face, nuzzling it as if acting spoiled.

Si Qingyu’s eyes brimmed with endless tenderness, full of indulgence and doting towards him: “Shall we go to a place with only the two of us?”

The person nuzzling her hand paused slightly. After a long while, he reacted to her words, repeating as if in a dream: “Only the two of us…”

“Mm, only the two of us.”

This way, he should have put his heart at ease. He wouldn’t be so lacking in a sense of security like this anymore.