"Phew, it's so hot." Zhong Xiaoqin held the dumpling in her mouth and kept breathing, but she couldn't bear to spit it out.

Qin Hao could only laugh: "Others can't eat or drink when they are sick. Why do you have such a good appetite?"

After Zhong Xiaoqin swallowed the dumplings, she blushed and said, "I'm hungry."

After Zhong Xiaoqin finished eating the dumplings, Qin Hao wiped her mouth with a tissue and touched her soft lips. Qin Hao's heart skipped a beat and he was about to lean over to kiss her, but Zhong Xiaoqin turned away playfully.

"No, the dumplings are filled with chives."

Well, Qin Hao gave up.

"Are you tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Zhong Xiaoqin rolled her eyes, nodded, then patted the hospital bed and whispered: "Sit up, I want to sleep against you."

Qin Hao took off his shoes, got into bed, and then hugged Zhong Xiaoqin into his arms. Zhong Xiaoqin slowly closed her eyes and pressed her face against Qin Hao's chest. However, her whole body froze soon.

How could Qin Hao be so honest as a pillow for Zhong Xiaoqin? Under the quilt, a pair of sinful hands had already begun to conquer the city.

It has to be said that although Zhong Xiaoqin is not as good as Zhao Jingyu, her skin is extremely smooth and elastic.

"Don't...this is a hospital..."

It's okay that Zhong Xiaoqin didn't mention it. Qin Hao got excited when he mentioned the hospital. It seemed that he had never had a similar experience in the hospital.

Under Qin Hao's skillful techniques, Zhong Xiaoqin soon lost the strength to resist. Her body kept shaking and she gritted her teeth desperately to prevent herself from screaming.

"Don't stay here...I beg you." Zhong Xiaoqin blushed and begged Qin Hao for mercy.

At this moment, the nurse knocked on the door and came in. She frowned slightly when she saw the two of them lying on the hospital bed, but she didn't say anything. After all, she had seen a lot of young lovers.

"Here, take your temperature."

Zhong Xiaoqin carefully reached out and took the thermometer. Qin Hao became more playful and moved faster. Zhong Xiaoqin almost lost his grip. The nurse asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No, it's nothing." Zhong Xiaoqin gritted his teeth and picked up the thermometer.

Five minutes later, the nurse frowned and looked at the scale on the thermometer and murmured to herself: "The temperature hasn't dropped yet. Wasn't it almost healed before?"

After the nurse left, Zhong Xiaoqin couldn't hold on any longer. She collapsed on the hospital bed, panting heavily, with a cry in her voice: "I feel so uncomfortable, please, I can't do it anymore."

When Qin Hao saw that her tears were streaming down his face, he knew that she had gone too far, so he took out his hand and hugged her to comfort her.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry."

But the more this happened, the harder Zhong Xiaoqin cried, and Qin Hao could only hold her in his arms and comfort her constantly.

After a while, Zhong Xiaoqin's mood stabilized. She hit Qin Hao several times angrily and said with a red face: "You are so annoying. You were almost discovered by the nurse just now."

Qin Hao was so happy that the girl cried because she was afraid of being discovered by the nurse.

"I can't help it, who made you so cute?"

Quotations from scumbag men are extremely damaging to a woman who likes you. Zhong Xiaoqin stopped crying instantly.

"Huh, glib, let me ask you, who has a better figure between me and Sister Jingyu?"

Well, women regardless of age like this kind of gift proposition.

Qin Hao thought for a while, and then slowly said with Zhong Xiaoqin's expectant eyes: "Each has its own merits, Jingyu's figure is hotter, and you are smaller, but more flexible..."

Zhong Xiaoqin was not satisfied with Qin Hao's answer, but then she thought about it, if the other party spoke ill of Sister Jingyu when he was with her, wouldn't he be a scumbag with bad personal character?

Facts have proven that most of the time, there is no need to lie to someone who likes you, because she will lie to herself.

Perhaps due to the fever, Zhong Xiaoqin was not in good spirits and soon fell asleep in Qin Hao's arms. Qin Hao also took off his coat and slept with her in his arms.

When I woke up again, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The nurse measured Zhong Xiaoqin's temperature again and found that it was normal. Not long after, Zhong Xiaoqin's attending physician came and said that if Zhong Xiaoqin didn't feel any discomfort, she could go home and rest. As for the injury on her hand, it would only take two days.

Just change the medicine once and it will be fine.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to be hospitalized for a few more days of observation?" Qin Hao asked softly.

Zhong Xiaoqin shook her head: "No, it will be much better if you sleep."

"Okay then, let's go home."

Hearing the word "go home", Zhong Xiaoqin's heart was shaken, feeling a little warm, but more worried.

After completing the discharge procedures, Qin Hao drove Zhong Xiaoqin to Junyue Mansion. When the security guard opened the door and saluted, he found Zhong Xiaoqin sitting in the passenger cab. The key is that Zhong Xiaoqin's hand was pinched by Qin Hao at this moment.

"This... I remember that Mr. Qin seems to have a wife, right?"

"No, she's still pretty. She's in great shape, and she seems to have children."

"Then why did Zhong Xiaoqin get together with him?"

"Hey, what's so strange about this? If you were rich, you wouldn't be able to find any kind of woman."

"That's true, damn, these rich people living on their own lives are so hateful! If I win the first prize in the lottery someday, I'll get some beauties too!"

On the top floor of Junyue Mansion, Zhong Xiaoqin stood nervously in front of the door that she remembered so deeply. Her palms began to sweat. Although this was not the first time she came to Qin Hao's house, she did so as Zhao Jingyu's best friend.

Now she is Qin Hao's girlfriend.

She was a little nervous and didn't know how to face Zhao Jingyu. Although Zhao Jingyu had hinted to her before that the two of them could share Qin Hao, but when the matter came, could Zhao Jingyu really be so generous?

Qin Hao had already opened the door with facial recognition. Sensing Zhong Xiaoqin's nervousness, he smiled comfortingly at her and pulled her into the house.

"Don't worry, I've already told Jingyu on WeChat. It'll be okay."

Zhong Xiaoqin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still leaned carefully against Qin Hao.

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In the living room, Zhao Jingyu, who was teasing her daughter, saw Qin Hao and his wife coming back and greeted them with a smile.

"Sister Jingyu, I..." Zhong Xiaoqin lowered her head guiltily.

Zhao Jingyu held Zhong Xiaoqin's hand: "Okay, we are not best friends, so don't let this stinky man affect our relationship."

"Well, ignore him."

As they spoke, the two of them held hands and left Qin Hao aside, minding their own business to tease the little girl Qin Rui.

Qin Hao secretly decided that he must show them some color at night and let them know the consequences of defying him.

Around eight o'clock, the aunt went to rest with the sleeping little girl in her arms. Only Qin Hao, Zhao Jingyu, and Zhong Xiaoqin were left in the living room. Zhong Xiaoqin seemed to be aware of the ambiguous atmosphere, and couldn't help but think of Qin Hao's relationship with him in the hospital.

The things she did made her breathing become heavier.

Zhao Jingyu glanced at Qin Hao and Zhong Xiaoqin with a smile, and suggested: "It's getting late, let's go to bed early."

After saying that, she pulled Zhong Xiaoqin and walked towards the master bedroom. Before Zhong Xiaoqin could react, she was pushed into the bathroom. The moment the bathroom door closed, she saw Qin Hao also walked into the room.

Before she could react, the bathroom door was pushed open again, and Zhao Jingyu twisted her waist and got in.

Zhong Xiaoqin didn't know how much time passed, but she came out of the bathroom in a daze. She was only wrapped in a bath towel, and her skin was as white and smooth as milk. The same was true for Zhao Jingyu, but her figure was even hotter.

Zhao Jingyu pushed Zhong Xiaoqin down from behind and plunged into the soft mattress, then got into bed herself, and soon threw out the obstructive bath towel.

Before Zhong Xiaoqin could react, the towel on her body was also pulled off, and she subconsciously exclaimed.

"It's already this time, why are you still shy?"

With such a tempting situation, Qin Hao couldn't hold it in any longer, leaned over Zhong Xiaoqin, lowered his head and kissed her.

When Zhao Jingyu saw this, she joined the battle with confused eyes.

.......

After a night of silence, Zhong Xiaoqin was awakened by a stinging pain. When she opened her eyes, she found Qin Hao staring at her with a smile. She felt ashamed and annoyed, and hit Qin Hao's chest several times with a cry.

"Liar, you said it doesn't hurt, but it hurts me to death."

Qin Hao gently held her in his arms and joked: "I only remember the pain? Then who screamed so loudly in the end?"

Thinking of the absurdity last night, Zhong Xiaoqin's face turned red. She buried her face in Qin Hao's chest, bumped him with her head several times, and said angrily: "Don't mention it again."

When Qin Hao saw that this was becoming a joke, he stopped teasing her: "Okay, I won't mention it."

"Does it still hurt now?" Qin Hao gently stroked Zhong Xiaoqin's smooth shoulder and asked softly.

Zhong Xiaoqin grimaced and nodded pitifully: "Well, it hurts...but it doesn't seem to hurt as much as last night."

Just when the two were tender, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Jingyu slowly walked in, with a playful smile on her face and a sour voice.

"Hey, my wife is still reluctant to get up. It's already been three days a day."

When Zhong Xiaoqin thought of the ridiculous things the three of them did last night, she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head and look at Zhao Jingyu. She could only pull up the quilt to cover her head, trying to be a coward.

However, Zhao Jingyu would not let her go easily. She lifted the quilt, leaned on the bedside, and asked with a smile.

"How did you feel last night?"

Zhong Xiaoqin's face was like a freshly cooked crab, so red that she couldn't even see it. She protested softly: "Sister Jingyu, you are so annoying."

As she spoke, Zhong Xiaoqin buried her face directly in Qin Hao's arms, seeking his protection.

Zhao Jingyu imitated Zhong Xiaoqin's tone and said delicately: "I remember that some people were very excited last night."

"That's not you... Humph, you two bullied me together."
To be continued...