It was hard to tell how much time had passed. Li Xiyu's calves had been bitten by mosquitoes several times. Finally, she had to speak up. "Um... Is the battery fully charged?"
Song Yi'an's rationality returned. Realizing what an over - the - line thing he had done, he quickly let her go.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cross the line."
He must be the world's worst husband. He even had to apologize for hugging his own wife.
After Song Yi'an let her go, Li Xiyu quickly scratched her legs. Only then did Song Yi'an realize that she had been bitten by mosquitoes.
Guilt welled up in his heart. He helped Li Xiyu back to the villa.
Li Juan had already seen Song Yi'an approaching. As a top - notch secretary, she knew exactly when to show up and when to stay out of sight.
So when Song Yi'an and Li Xiyu entered the villa, the hall was empty. It was as if Li Juan had never been there.
Song Yi'an dialed the front - desk manager's number and ordered in a hurry.
"Send a bottle of anti - itch lotion here."
Li Xiyu was very puzzled. "How do you have his number?"
Song Yi'an quickly replied, "I saved his number when I brought your family here last time."
"But what if he's been replaced?" In Li Xiyu's mind, wasn't the customer - service manager just like a waiter in an inn? Shouldn't it be a rotating service?
Song Yi'an knew very well that the manager wouldn't be replaced. He wouldn't have assigned an untrustworthy person to take care of her.
Song Yi'an quickly came up with a lame excuse.
"Hotels like this usually assign a fixed customer - service manager to each villa. It's a fixed arrangement, and they don't change the manager."
Li Xiyu just said "Oh".
Song Yi'an was glad that Li Xiyu wasn't very familiar with modern knowledge, which allowed him to get away with his excuse. If Li Xiyu had been more familiar with modern things, it would have been much harder for him to deceive her.
Li Xiyu was extremely observant and meticulous. Only then did Song Yi'an realize that he had underestimated the people around him.
The hotel's customer - service manager soon brought a bottle of anti - itch lotion and a bottle of mosquito repellent. He knew that the mistress was going to stay in the villa. Before that, he had already ordered someone to spray mosquito repellent around the flower beds in the villa. But he never expected that the mistress would still be bitten by mosquitoes.
He felt he was extremely guilty.
The manager was trembling with fear. He could already anticipate that General Manager Song would scold him. But surprisingly, Song Yi'an didn't get angry. His mind was all on Li Xiyu's legs, which were covered with mosquito - bite marks of different sizes. He didn't even have the time to deal with the manager. After getting the anti - itch lotion from the manager, he told him to leave.
As soon as the door closed, the manager heaved a sigh of relief. He had escaped a disaster.
The mosquito bites were very itchy. Li Xiyu reached out to scratch them, and the small bumps were scratched open, leaving bloodstains.
Song Yi'an quickly stopped her.
"Don't scratch. It'll get itchier if you do."
He fetched a basin of cold water from the bathroom, squatted in front of Li Xiyu, and began to take off her slippers.
In ancient times, a woman's feet couldn't be touched casually. Li Xiyu instinctively tried to pull her feet back, but Song Yi'an held them down.
"We're husband and wife."
"Not for long."
"But we still are for now."
"Then leave it. I'll do it myself."
"Let me make it up to you for getting you bitten, okay?"
Without further ado, Song Yi'an placed her feet in the basin.
The cool feeling relieved the itching a lot. Her legs were no longer red, but her face turned bright red with shyness.
After Song Jiaye washed the wounds for her, he wrapped her feet with a towel. After drying them, he carefully applied the anti - itch cream bit by bit.
The medicine seeped into the scratched wounds. It was cold and a bit stinging, but it instantly stopped the itching caused by the mosquito bites. Song Yi'an not only applied the medicine carefully, but also blew on the wounds gently after that. On the one hand, he hoped the cream would dry quickly so that it wouldn't be easily wiped off. On the other hand, he wanted to make her feel more comfortable.
Li Xiyu had made a great sacrifice to accompany him. There were five or six small bumps of different sizes on her calves.
It was all his fault. Why on earth did he take her to the beach in the middle of the night? It was just like leading her to be mosquito food.
After applying the medicine on both legs, Song Yi'an looked up, intending to apologize to her. But to his surprise, he found that Li Xiyu had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
She was really exhausted.
Li Xiyu had a very regular schedule. She usually went to bed by 8 p.m. at the latest. It was almost 12 o'clock now. No wonder she could fall asleep right away.
She had really suffered.
Song Yi'an put the bucket and towel back in place. Then he came back and looked at the woman sleeping soundly on the sofa.
He bent down and gently picked her up.
Li Xiyu was even lighter than he had thought. Her weight made him feel heart - ache.
At this moment, Li Xiyu, who was being tossed in her dream, vaguely called out a name: "Zhou Donglin."
Song Yi'an stopped in his tracks but didn't respond.
Li Xiyu continued to mumble in her sleep.
"Is your battery fully charged?"
Song Yi'an showed a helpless but doting smile and said, "It's fully charged. Thank you, my little power bank."
Hearing Song Yi'an's answer, Li Xiyu murmured, "That's good, that's good." Then she leaned her face against Song Yi'an's chest and fell into a deep sleep.
When Li Xiyu woke up the next day, the room was empty. The anti - itch cream on the bedside table proved that he had indeed been here last night.
Song Jiaye seemed to be very busy recently. He was like a dragon that showed its head but not its tail, coming and going without a trace.
When Li Xiyu finished a set of shadowboxing after waking up, Li Juan just got up. The first thing Li Juan said to Li Xiyu wasn't "Good morning", but "Mistress, General Manager Song is really good to you."
Li Xiyu looked at Li Juan in confusion. She didn't understand where Li Juan saw that he was good to her.
"General Manager Song washed your feet last night. He was afraid that you would be bitten by mosquitoes, so he even drove the mosquitoes away around the villa in the middle of the night. I was really touched when I saw it."
After Li Juan returned to her room last night, she was chatting with Wang Shu. At first, she just wanted to make a bet with Wang Shu. She said that Song Yi'an and the mistress had a good relationship, but Wang Shu didn't believe it. So she took a video and showed it to Wang Shu.
She just wanted to gossip, but unexpectedly, she got a mouthful of dog - food.
With the video as evidence, Li Xiyu had no choice but to believe it.
Li Xiyu remembered the past. When Song Jiaye was just the Sixth Prince and not yet the emperor, they were once trapped in the suburbs of the mountains. It was she who fanned the mosquitoes away for Song Jiaye while he slept soundly with his head on her lap.
The Song Jiaye in the past didn't know how to take care of others. As the Son of Heaven, he was the one being taken care of.
The Song Jiaye in modern times was so different from the one in ancient times. Even though they looked the same, there was a world of difference between them.
Maybe because of the huge difference in their personalities, when she looked at the Song Jiaye in the video, she even felt that he was a completely different person, despite the same appearance.