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Jing Yan nodded. He had a private doctor at home who could be called at any time, so he did not have to worry too much. However, he was getting more and more interested in He Miao’s Secret.

In the car, Chen Zhao and He Miao were playing with Onion in their arms. Tao Xin had something to do, so she got into another car and went back to the company to supervise the renovation.

Seeing Jing Yan, Chen Zhao quickly got out of the car and opened the door for him. He looked at Jing Yan in surprise and said, “Miss He, can you be discharged and go home?”

“Yes.” Jing Yan replied casually. He sat down beside He Miao and pulled the dog into his arms. He looked at her helplessly. “Don’t hold him until you’ve fully recovered, okay?”

Even though she said that, when it was Jing Yan’s turn to become Onion that night, he still nestled in her arms and found a comfortable position to curl up.

He Miao looked at Onion that had been obediently sitting at her feet suddenly squeeze to her side. She subconsciously looked at the time on her phone. It was already eight in the evening.

In other words, Onion that stuck to her had become Jing Yan.

He Miao could not help but want to tease it. She put down her phone and stopped watching TV. She stared at Onion in her arms without blinking. Then she suddenly reached out to hold its face and gently kissed its forehead.

Jing Yan’s eyes widened in shock as he stared at the girl’s magnified smile. He could not help but stick out his tongue to lick her lips.

He Miao stepped back slightly and reached out to scratch its soft little belly, while her other hand stroked its round head.

Jing Yan, who thought he could spend the next hour in peace, froze on the bed. He did not dare to move for a long time, letting her do whatever she wanted to him, bringing him waves of numbing pleasure.

He Miao saw that it was so comfortable that it closed its eyes. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed its tail, rubbing it repeatedly in her palm.

The moment she grabbed his tail, Jing Yan exploded. He jumped up from the bed and ran to the corner of the room. He stared at her, his body trembling.

He Miao did not think she had done anything out of the ordinary, but she laughed at its overreaction. She sat on the bed, stared at it, and laughed for a while, then beckoned for him to lie down beside her again.

Knowing that the adorable puppy beside her was Jing Yan, He Miao did not let him get into the blanket. She pushed the puppy out of the blanket, ignoring its pitiful look and forcing it to lie outside.

Jing Yan had never been treated so coldly by He Miao before. He laid innocently on the pillow next to her, turned his body, and stared at her without blinking, as if he was silently complaining about how she had abandoned him after having sex.

He Miao couldn’t stand its aggrieved look, so he raised her hand to cover his eyes, then said in a soft and gentle voice, “Good Onion, I’ll get you some beef jerky later.”

Who wants to eat beef jerky!

Jing Yan struggled to poke his head out of her palm, his soft and hairy chin resting on her thumb. He squeezed out a few pitiful “Wuwu” sounds from his throat, using all his strength to arouse He Miao’s pity to allow him to get into bed.

However this time, He Miao did not spoil him. She got up and went to the drawer to take out the beef jerky. She tore open the package and put it in front of his mouth.

Jing Yan ate unwillingly. In order to fill the void in his heart, he even took the opportunity to lick her pink fingertips with his tongue.

He Miao felt a soft little tongue licking her from time to time. She held back the smile on her face and retracted her fingers, not willing to let him lick her again.

After a while, he finished his beef jerky. He Miao touched his round belly and lay back on the bed. She glanced at the time on her phone, which was almost nine o’ clock. She smiled and said to herself, “I haven’t had my milk today. I really want to drink milk, but I don’t want to go downstairs to the kitchen.”

Jing Yan sighed deeply in his heart. The moment he opened his eyes, he got up and went out to heat up some milk for He Miao. Then he knocked on her door.

He Miao chuckled to herself. She looked at Onion, who had regained his liveliness on the bed. She held back her laughter and walked to open the door tiredly.

Sure enough, she saw Jing Yan standing at the door with a red face and a cup of warm milk in his hand.

“It’s so late, why are you here?” He Miao asked, feigning ignorance.

Jing Yan quickly stuffed the milk into her hands, rushed into the bedroom, and closed the door behind him. Under He Miao’s stunned gaze, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.

Did she know how alluring her actions of touching and kissing him just now were? It was so alluring that he was still numb all over. A wave of heat was rampaging in his body and needed to find an outlet to vent.