The Young Urban Doctor-Chapter 838 - You Really Have Quite the Romantic

Chapter 838: Chapter 838: You Really Have Quite the Romantic Luck

Chapter 838: Chapter 838: You Really Have Quite the Romantic Luck

By the time Luo Ziling finished his call, Yang Qingyin had already gotten up, ready to take a shower.

The room they were staying in was a suite, with a living room and two bedrooms.

Yang Qingyin did not like sharing a bedroom with others, whether at home or when out, she always wanted her own space.

Except when staying in the dormitory at school, she always roomed alone at other times.

Ye Xiaoli did not dare to share a room with Yang Qingyin.

As an attendant, she had her own sense of duty.

Therefore, sometimes when she went out with Yang Qingyin and could not find a suite with two bedrooms, she would voluntarily choose to sleep in the living room, ostensibly to protect Yang Qingyin’s safety.

The bathroom in the room Yang Qingyin stayed in was separate, divided from the master bedroom by a glass wall. When Yang Qingyin entered the bathroom, she drew the curtain, so Luo Ziling, who remained in the bedroom, was unable to see what she was busy doing inside.

After Luo Ziling finished his call, he saw that Yang Qingyin had already entered the bathroom but had not locked the door. Thinking it over, he still went over to her.

“Senior, do you need a bath attendant? Volunteer work, no charge at all, guaranteed top-notch service,” Luo Ziling stood at the bathroom door, his arms crossed, and asked Yang Qingyin in a joking tone, “By the way, I can also help treat you a bit, massaging while bathing is the optimal time.”

“So you mean to say, when you were treating Ouyang Feifei and Ouyang Huihui, it was during their baths? You’re really not short on romantic luck, being able to bathe with so many super beauties,” Yang Qingyin rolled her eyes at Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling became helplessly amused, “How could that be? I’m just offering special service to you, Senior.”

“Will it cost me?” Yang Qingyin came in front of Luo Ziling, looking at him with a half-smile, “How much?”

Luo Ziling shook his head, “It’s a free service, no charge.”

“Should I advertise for you?” Yang Qingyin looked very serious at Luo Ziling, “You know, if beauties knew such a handsome guy was providing free services, those willing to line up would probably circle Daming Lake twice.”

“Senior, still haven’t gotten over your anger?” Luo Ziling stepped forward, aggressively pulled Yang Qingyin into his arms, and did not let go despite her struggling fiercely, “I’ve already explained everything. I am still the same person, nothing has changed. This time the trouble mainly occurred because someone deliberately caused disruption, and secondly, because of your proud heart. If we had talked it over face-to-face, none of this would have happened, right?”

“Hmph, I don’t want to deal with you,” Yang Qingyin finally stopped struggling but still looked very much displeased.

“I have a suggestion, if we ever misunderstand each other again, we must talk it over face-to-face to avoid continued misunderstandings. The incidents of yesterday and today should be a lesson for us to remember, okay?” Luo Ziling spoke earnestly.

But Yang Qingyin ignored Luo Ziling’s earnest words, disdainfully pursing her lips, “I won’t remember firmly. If the same thing happens again, I’ll be even angrier.”

“Alright then, I suddenly recall a piece of advice: never try to reason with a girl, because there is no reasoning with them. I’ll leave it to you, however you feel about it is up to you, I can at most offer an explanation. Whether you believe it or not is your choice,” Luo Ziling said, stepping back a bit, “Go ahead and shower, I’ll apply some medicine to myself.”

“Hmph,” Yang Qingyin snorted and locked the door to the bathroom.

Luo Ziling carried some common medications with him, mainly used for treating wounds.

But these were not for oral use, so they couldn’t be applied to wounds in the mouth.

In the end, he just examined the wounds on his mouth and tongue without applying any medicine.

It looked like the wounds on his mouth and tongue would take a few days to heal, and for the next few days, he would have to wander around with a remarkably dreadful-looking mouth.

While Luo Ziling was checking the wound on his lips, which Yang Qingyin had bitten, in the mirror, the bathroom door opened, and Yang Qingyin came out.

“Are you done washing?” Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin in surprise.

“I’m getting a change of clothes,” Yang Qingyin said as she opened her suitcase, took out a bag, and went straight back into the bathroom with it.

After opening the suitcase, Yang Qingyin didn’t close it but left it there, open.

Hearing the bathroom door close, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but get curious and peered into Yang Qingyin’s suitcase.

To his surprise, he found the large suitcase filled with many sets of underwear, and next to them was a small pouch with a bit of red peeking out.

Driven by curiosity, Luo Ziling pulled one out and saw clearly what it was.

Upon realizing what the item was, Luo Ziling was left dumbfounded.

After a moment of shock, Luo Ziling also understood what Yang Qingyin had prepared these items for.

She had made preparations for their most intimate relations.

From this, Luo Ziling could tell how Yang Qingyin viewed their relationship.

He could also understand why Yang Qingyin had such an extreme reaction this time, doing something so drastic. A woman, full of shyness and having prepared herself to surrender body and soul, was met with a cold shower at a time of full anticipation, plunging her mood from heaven to hell in an instant.

Thinking of all this, Luo Ziling completely understood Yang Qingyin’s behavior over the past few days, and he no longer blamed her. What he felt instead was full of guilt and anger towards Ouyang Huihui. He didn’t rummage through anything else. He closed the suitcase and sat down on the sofa, considering how to completely comfort Yang Qingyin later.

After about half an hour or so, the bathroom door finally opened, and Yang Qingyin, wearing pajamas, stepped out.

Yang Qingyin’s pajamas were made of cotton, quite thick, but Luo Ziling could still tell from the way she moved as she walked that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Seeing the contours under Yang Qingyin’s pajamas, Luo Ziling couldn’t help feeling a bit excited.

“I’m very sleepy, I’ll sleep first,” Yang Qingyin said as she sat on the bed and pulled the covers over herself, lying down, “Don’t disturb me, go find someone else to play with.”

“I’ll stay by your side,” Luo Ziling replied, sitting next to the bed, “I’ll give you a little massage first so you can have a good sleep.”

“No need,” Yang Qingyin was still a bit huffish, but when Luo Ziling’s hand touched her, she only put up a token resistance before accepting his massage.

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Yang Qingyin was indeed sleepy, and after Luo Ziling massaged her arms and head for a while, she drifted off to sleep.

After a moment’s thought, Luo Ziling also took off his jacket and squeezed into her covers, then reached out and wrapped his arms around her.

Yang Qingyin was deep in sleep and didn’t react.

Lying there with her in his arms, Luo Ziling also fell asleep after a short while.

He didn’t know how long he had been asleep when suddenly Luo Ziling felt a sharp pain and let out a cry before immediately waking up.