Lin Yu had no idea how long he had slept. All he knew was that when he woke up, the pain in his body felt even more severe.
Lying in bed, he even felt like his whole body had thickened considerably.
It was normal swelling after an injury, Lin Yu knew that, but knowing didn't help; it didn't lessen the physical pain one bit.
Lying there in a daze, Lin Yu felt his head throbbing painfully, so uncomfortable he didn't even want to open his eyes.
He didn't know if Gu Yue was still by his side. Swallowing, he tentatively called out:
"Gu Yue?"
A strange, hoarse voice sounded by his ear. Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, needing a while to accept the fact that this raspy sound had come from his own throat.
"Hmm?"
A soft nasal sound soon came from beside the bed, responding to Lin Yu's hoarse call.
Learning that Gu Yue was still there, Lin Yu relaxed, feeling much more at ease.
In his current state, if there was no one around, he'd probably suffer a lot more.
His throat was dry and scratchy as if on fire. Lin Yu didn't stand on ceremony and ordered,
"Get me a glass of water."
The person beside him didn't respond, but Lin Yu heard the faint sound of a stool moving, probably Gu Yue getting up to fetch water.
Shortly after, Lin Yu heard footsteps, the sound of water being poured, and then something being set down.
"Hmm."
Another soft nasal sound. Lin Yu opened his mouth, knowing the water was coming.
The cool rim of the glass touched his lips, and water slowly flowed into his mouth, then soothed his throat.
After greedily drinking the entire glass, Lin Yu closed and opened his lips twice, signaling he wanted more.
Soon another glass was brought over, but this time Gu Yue had clearly poured it a bit hastily. Some water spilled, trickling down from the corner of Lin Yu's mouth.
"Hey!"
"Can't you be more careful?!"
The terrible sleep quality combined with the physical pain had put Lin Yu in a very uncomfortable, irritable, and depressed state.
He was like a firecracker ready to explode at the slightest touch, so his tone was very poor, even bordering on harsh.
The person who had just been snapped at didn't make a sound.
For some reason, Lin Yu felt even more agitated.
The glass was small. Even after two small glasses of water, Lin Yu still felt his throat was a bit dry. He opened his mouth, signaling for another drink.
Soon, the sound of water being poured was heard again. The cool rim of the glass touched his lips once more, water slowly flowing down...
...
This time, Lin Yu was truly angry.
Last time, you could say she was just careless, pouring too fast and spilling a little.
But this time, this bitch was definitely doing it on purpose!
She poured the water slowly at first, then suddenly tilted the cup up, letting the water rush down in a rapid stream.
The next moment, she leveled the cup again. After he had swallowed most of the water in his mouth, she tilted it up once more to pour, repeating the process.
Lin Yu nearly choked on her method of feeding him water. He wanted to close his mouth but was afraid of getting water all over himself.
He couldn't even open his eyes to glare at Gu Yue. He felt the corners of his eyes were damp, probably from water spraying into them when he coughed unexpectedly earlier.
Forced to drink that glass of water while suppressing his fury, Lin Yu couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head to the side and, without waiting for the water in the corner of his eye to fully drip away, shouted angrily:
"Are you fucking doing this on purp..."
"..."
...
Lin Yu looked at Qing Mo, who was sitting upright beside him, breathing heavily, her eyes full of anticipation and excitement. Stunned, he wisely shut his mouth.
She was absolutely doing it on purpose!
Lin Yu gritted his teeth, glaring hatefully at Qing Mo, refusing to utter a single word to give her the satisfaction.
Seeing Lin Yu had no reaction, Qing Mo, with her legs tightly pressed together, shifted them back slightly. She actively leaned down, bending over to get closer to Lin Yu.
Her stunningly beautiful face grew larger and larger in Lin Yu's vision. Gradually, he could even see his own reflection in her eyes.
Finally.
Qing Mo stopped at a position almost nose-to-nose with Lin Yu.
Lin Yu didn't know if he was so angry he was hallucinating, but looking into Qing Mo's suggestive, dark eyes, he seemed to see swirling hearts...
"I am doing it on purpose."
"What are you going to do about it?"
Qing Mo spoke softly, her scorching voice carrying a hint of impatience as she challenged him, her words spoken right against him.
Lin Yu silently ground his white teeth together, determined not to let Qing Mo have her way.
He forced the corners of his mouth into a ferocious smile and said, word by word:
"Nothing!"
"Thank you very much!"
Hearing this, Qing Mo showed no reaction and remained almost nose-to-nose with Lin Yu.
Looking at her increasingly feverish, dazed eyes, Lin Yu couldn't help but feel a bit panicked.
Holy crap.
Judging by how this is developing, it feels like she's about to kiss me!
Fuck!
Don't you dare!
Considering this possibility, Lin Yu was genuinely panicked.
Given his current injured state, if she wanted to do something, he was ten thousand percent incapable of stopping her.
If she were to give in to her beastly desires and take advantage of his serious injury to... have her way with him.
Would he resist and enjoy it?
Or resist and enjoy it?
Damn!
No other choice, huh?
Where's Gu Yue?
Where the hell did Gu Yue go?
Help!
Lin Yu didn't dare open his mouth to ask what she wanted to do, afraid that the moment he did, she would seal his lips. These domineering CEO types love pulling that move!
Lin Yu could only shrink his chin back slightly, using his eyes to warn her to calm down.
He was a married man!
In the end, Qing Mo didn't do anything outrageous. She sat up straight again, her eyelids slightly lowered, her gaze somewhat dim.
Lin Yu, having narrowly escaped, breathed a sigh of relief.
Good, Qing Mo was still the Qing Mo he knew.
Preferred to be passive!
The crisis was averted, but what followed was an awkwardness so thick it was almost suffocating, leaving one at a loss for words.
In the silence, Lin Yu suddenly remembered Gu Yue. He slowly turned his head to look to the left and found the chair there empty.
Where was Gu Yue?
"She looked very tired. I told her to find a place to rest."
Qing Mo seemed able to read the confusion in Lin Yu's mind and offered an explanation.
"Oh, oh."
Lin Yu uttered two dry "oh"s.
With Qing Mo having broken the silence, Lin Yu also relaxed a bit. After lying in bed for a while longer, Lin Yu turned his head to look at Qing Mo and asked:
"Why did you come..."
Uh...
Lin Yu felt a bit speechless. Did he even need to ask why Qing Mo came?
Swallowing, he changed his question:
"How did you know I was injured?"
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