134 Still Fed Them (Sixth Update)

"This man is nothing but a starving wolf who doesn't even bother to hide his skin!"

Mu Qingcheng frowned, biting her lip tightly as she looked at Si Qingchen's face, which wore an expression both profound and brazen. Her lips still tingled with a numb, swollen sensation, glistening with a watery sheen that looked bewitchingly alluring. The man’s gaze swept over her, finally settling back on her eyes. A half-smile curved his lips; he clearly already knew the answer, yet he insisted on hearing her say it aloud before he would let the matter rest.

After a long while, seeing the little one just blushing without saying a word, Si Qingchen chuckled softly and asked, "Why aren't you speaking?"

"I won't..." Mu Qingcheng turned her head away in a huff, a soft hum escaping her nose.

Si Qingchen laughed heartily, as if the physical pain in his body had been completely dissolved by the little one before him. He narrowed his eyes and spoke again, "Alright, since you won't say it, I suppose I’ll just... have to find out for myself."

As he finished speaking, he gripped the back of her head, leaning in as if to close the distance.

"Don't," Mu Qingcheng covered his mouth and nose, refusing to let him get any closer. After a moment of this playful struggle, both of them were left breathless and laughing. Mindful of his injuries, Mu Qingcheng didn't dare delay for too long. A moment later, she finally shook her head helplessly and said, "Stop messing around, take your medicine."

But Si Qingchen was stubborn to the core, persistently asking, "I won't, unless you tell me exactly how you fed it to me."

"Do you... really have to know?"

"Yes, I must."

Holding the pill in her palm, Mu Qingcheng looked at Si Qingchen’s determined face and recalled everything he had done for her. She couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through her heart. A strange, feverish sensation crawled through her limbs, leaving her trembling with shyness and nervous agitation.

After a brief pause, Mu Qingcheng nodded and said, "Fine."

Si Qingchen turned his head toward her, his eyes widening in an instant. Across from him, the girl's face was flushed pink, and she didn't dare meet his gaze. Yet, in the middle of her movements, she held the pill between her own lips...

Si Qingchen felt the tips of her fingers, which were cradling his cheeks, cool to the touch, while her palms were slick with a layer of damp sweat. Her eyes were lowered, yet she leaned in with a gentle, resolute grace. Soon, she transferred the pill into his mouth.

...

At the same time, by the staircase, Si Nan and Si Bei, having learned from their previous experience, decided to stand as far away from the door as possible. They didn't say a word, but their exchange of glances was filled with a tacit, meaningful understanding.

Before long, Si Bei’s phone rang.

"Is it the boss?" Seeing the caller ID on the screen, both of them looked toward the still-closed door.

"Is he asking for... supplies?" Si Nan stroked his chin, a mischievous, knowing grin spreading across his face.

"Do you think he’s like you? Always got lust on the brain?" Si Bei shot him a look of disdain before pressing the answer button.

However, after the call ended, the man who had just been so righteous stood stunned. Si Nan frowned, nudging his shoulder as he asked, "Hey, what’s wrong? Why the blank look? What does the boss want?"

Si Bei looked blankly at the mocking Si Nan, paused, and then slowly replied, "The boss said... we need to go buy... some clothes for Miss Mu..."

Si Nan was speechless.