He is Lovestruck in the Revenge by Gu Nanxi

Chapter 265: 258: Let's Get Back Together (Second Update) Chapter 265: 258: Let's Get Back Together (Second

Update) Xie Shang finished ordering his meal before heading out.

Turning left out of the resort hotel was a small commercial street, not very bustling, with few shops. Xie Shang

went to buy a thermometer and medicine first.

After purchasing everything, he approached the hotel front desk.

“Hello.”

There were two ladies at the front desk, one of them was dozing off. Hearing his voice, she lifted her head,

instantly alert.

The other woman stood with perfect posture, “Good evening, sir.”

Xie Shang opened the photo on his phone, “Do you have a charging cable of this model?” He hadn't found a

charging cable on the commercial street.

“We have it.”

The lady retrieved the charging cable.

Once Xie Shang had left, the lady who was originally dozing off was now brimming with energy, exclaiming in

surprise, “Wow, so top-notch, his legs are longer than my life.”

Her colleague, still maintaining proper posture, rebuked, “We're at work, mind your attitude.”

The wage worker, who shouldn't indulge in eye candy, responded, “Yes, team leader.”

Changling finished blow-drying her hair before leaving the bathroom. All the lights in the room were on, steam

billowed from the kettle, the phone was charging, and the screen was already lit.

She walked to the corner of the entryway, “Xie Shang.”

Xie Shang was reading the medicine’s instructions and handed her the thermometer as she approached.

“Take your temperature first.”

Changling had been soaking in hot water for quite stime, her skin reddened. She set up the thermometer

and then folded her arms, waiting.

The shopping bag was placed on the cabat the entryway, gaping open, containing disposable intimate

apparel, medicine, and a jar of children’s cream. Next to it, on the shoe changing stool, sat a large paper bag

filled with a lady’s coat and scarf.

Changling took the children’s cream out of the bag and looked at the text on it, “What did you buy this for?”

“I couldn't find any skincare products or frostbite ointment, only this.” She had been out in the cold wind for too

long, and Xie Shang feared she might get frostbite.

The water was ready.

He took two cups, still dripping from being washed, poured half a cup of hot water, and cooled the water by

transferring it between the two cups.

After applying the baby cream, Changling with a fruity scent approached Xie Shang, “Have you ever taken care

of someone before?”

“No.”

Changling figured that if Xie Shang ever quit the pawnshop business, he could work as a caregiver. He'd surely

receive rave reviews, likely attracting many wealthy women.

“The thermometer should be ready now. Lettake a look.”

Changling removed the thermometer and handed it to Xie Shang.

Xie Shang examined it carefully: 38.3 degrees, she was running a fever. He fetched a fever-reducing pill and

handed it with the cup of water to her, “Take this medicine first.”

The water was lukewarm by now, and Changling swallowed the fever-reducing pill.

Xie Shang poured more water to prepare the cold remedy.

The doorbell rang.

Changling, draped in a bathrobe - which wasn’t very revealing - was conscious of such matters, so Xie Shang

told her before opening the door, “Go to the sofa.”

“Oh.”

Changling took both the remedy and the water to the sofa.

A hotel staff member cto deliver the meal. Xie Shang didn’t let him in, signed the receipt, and placed the

congee on the dining table himself.

The phone charging at the bedside rang. Changling glanced at the caller ID; it was Dai Qiu calling, but she

ignored it.

“Where did the charging cable cfrom?” It didn’t look new.

“Borrowed it from the front desk.”

Xie Shang picked up a spoon, opened the cold remedy packet, poured it into the water, and stirred it a few

times. He tested the temperature of the cup with his hand; it was still hot.

“How do you manage to borrow everything?” Changling fixed her gaze on his face. “Did you borrow it with your

looks?”

He laughed, “My face isn’t that useful.”

She affirmed seriously, “It’s useful.”

“It doesn’t work on you.”

She moved closer, her gaze traveling from his eyes, lips, Adam's apple, all the way to his arm propped on the

sofa, his sleeves rolled up, muscle lines conspicuous.

He wasn’t simply handsome; Changling was captivated by the hormone-filled tension that radiated from his

body. It was more than just sex appeal; it made her feel safe and stirred her desires.

Where was it not effective?

How could he be so mistaken about himself?

She licked her lips, “The fever medicine I just took was so bitter.”

“Ill see if there's any sugar.”

Xie Shang was about to get up when Changling grabbed his hand, “Doesn't it bother you to catch a cold from

me?”

He got it, wrapped his hand behind her, pulled her firmly into his arms, and kissed her, dipping her legs onto his

as she signaled that it was okay to go a bit further.

Xie Shang tightened his grip around her waist; the gentleness lasted only seconds before his kisses grew fierce.

He relished how Changling clung to and depended on him when his kisses left her dazed and gasping for air, as if

he possessed her completely.

She wore only a bathrobe, the hem already dishevelled from her restless movements, her white skin against his

black trousers, black and white forever being the ultimate contrast in harmony.

Xie Shang touched her, and his hand found coolness.

He pulled back slightly, “Changling.” He breathed lightly, supported her face so she was gazing at him, “Is it just

a physical need?”

“No.”

Desire was evident in her eyes.

Xie Shang insisted on an answer, “Then what is it?”

“Let’s get back together.”

No more hesitation; she didn’t want to care anymore. She used to work in hospice; if she still wanted to be with

her mother and Ah Na in the end, then why not indulge in sself-care? It wasn't exactly a heinous crime.

Xie Shang had once told her not to be stingy with herself, so she decided to be generous for once and give

herself what she really wanted.

“No going back.” Xie Shang supported her waist, resuming the interrupted deep kiss.

As the kissing intensified, it lacked finesse and he turned to his instincts. She was trapped between his arms and

chest, head tilting back, exposing her vulnerable neck.

His kisses trailed downwards, landing on her exposed shoulder.

Her reasoning was nearly gone, “Xingxing, did you buy condoms?”

Xie Shang stopped, “No.”

Sigh.

Changling exhaled, “Why are you so proper.”