C18

When Aunt Li and Ting Lan heard the order, they immediately went out to prepare. They didn't dare to neglect the things that their Young Master valued.

Turning on the light on the bedside lamp in the room, Rong Ting stretched out his hand to touch Mu Qian's smooth and delicate face, giving a rare serious look to the delicate girl on the bed.

However, after not seeing it for a few days, he had actually thought of this little thing while working. He thought he must have taken the wrong medicine recently. When would he care about women? A woman was merely a tool for him to play with, and this little thing was no exception. He would not allow a tool to become his weakness! Even if it was Ling Jinghan, all he cared about was the kindness in front of him, he wouldn't allow anyone to affect his heart.

If they said he was cold-blooded, then he would be cold-blooded. Only then would he know how many things were waiting for him to deal with calmly. He had to personally make them pay for everything that happened that year.

The sudden change in her train of thoughts made Rong He Ting forget about her subordinate's strength. Mu Qian could feel someone touching her forehead, then her face, and she muddle-headedly opened her eyes. She was frightened by the cold gaze of Rong He Ting and retreated backwards in fear.

This involuntary and timid action caused Rong Ting to come back to his senses. He let go of the surging emotions in his heart and allowed He Ting to disperse the cold aura surrounding him. However, he was still dissatisfied with Mu Qian's withdrawal.

"Come here."

As Rong He Ting looked at Mu Qian Qian's face that was covered in sweat from taking the antipyretic medicine, beads of sweat stuck to her forehead made him look even more pitiful.

When Mu Qianyu heard his words, she retreated even further. Her entire body escaped from the other side of the blanket. Thinking of the recent afternoon, when he went on a rampage to plunder her, she became even more afraid.

"Come here, don't let me repeat my orders."

After hearing Mu Qian's words, Rong He Ting's expression darkened. Was she rejecting him like this in her heart? How many women had tried to climb into his bed without a chance!

"Don't... "Don't scare me …"

Seeing the expression on He Tingxiao's face, Mu Qian retreated backwards in fear. She just wanted to rest. Her body was feeling extremely uncomfortable, could she not serve him again?

Ah!

Just when Mu Qianyu thought that her head would hit the ground first, a powerful arm grabbed her sinking body and pulled her into a warm and ice-cold embrace. The coldness was his aura, but the warmth came from his chest.

The faint scent of tobacco and cologne was a unique and familiar scent to Rong He Ting, making him feel that he could be relied on even more.

"Don't... "Don't …"

"Shut up!"

With a cold expression, he reprimanded the little thing in his arms.

"My body is already outside the blanket, do you still want to burn it again?!"

With a disdainful sneer, Rong He Ting said, "It's rare for you to know that you can't serve me well. Hurry up and cure my illness!" The debt I owe you these few days, I'll make it up to you in a few days! "

Mu Qian was stunned from the lecture. She didn't dare to move recklessly as she obediently curled up in the arms of Rong He Ting, her face flushing red from embarrassment. Beast! Why is he so direct with his words, and even mocking me for not serving him well, who is as inhumane as him in terms of physical strength!

Mu Qian bit her lips in dissatisfaction, yet she didn't dare to retort. She just obediently allowed him to hug her. She didn't dare to challenge his endurance, so how could she not feel the abnormality beneath her. So he was also enduring for her?

He was pleased with Mu Qian's loveliness and couldn't let go of the little thing. Although he needed to restrain himself for her body, he wouldn't miss out on the benefits he was entitled to.

From then on, Lil Thing was his. As long as he thought of this result, he would feel satisfied and his slender hands would become even more impudent.

A warm breath came close to Mu Qian's ear. The low and hoarse voice caused Mu Qian's face to turn red as she let out a laugh. Grabbing her by his side had made him the happiest thing he had done today.

Not long after, Aunt Li and Ting Lan personally brought the porridge that was cooked for the whole afternoon. They specifically added some shredded meat and the smell of it filled the bedroom.

Ting Lan curiously followed to join in the fun. Young Master hated eating in the bedroom the most, especially when the room was full of food. What was the wind today? Did he make their young master turn his back?

Upon entering, Ting Lan saw her young master weirdly lying on the bed without changing his clothes. The blanket that covered his body was pulled up to his chest. The scene was unprecedented in weirdness. Ting Lan was sure that the germaphobic Young Master had taken the wrong medicine today!

Smelling the fragrance, Mu Qian's little brain directly emerged from Mu Ting's chest with ease, like a little cat pushing out a blanket that was tightly covering her. Only now did the stupefied Aunt Li and Ting Lan discover the reason for their Young Master's change in personality.

Aunt Li smiled and hurriedly carried the porridge to the bed.

"Miss Mu, you must be hungry after sleeping for the entire afternoon, right?" I made some porridge. Eat quickly. "

When Mu Qian, who was looking forward to eating, heard about the porridge again, she hid her head back under the blanket in disappointment. Due to her small size, those who didn't know about her had no idea that she had a kitten on her. A muffled sound emerged from the quilt.

"Oh, thank you. I'll have it in a while."

Auntie Li's heart ached and she was extremely sensible. She obviously didn't like to eat, nor did she pick on food and lose her temper. She only said that she would eat later, probably not wanting to disgrace her elders.