"All clear."
"You sure?" Yu Qingyu twisted his waist, trying to get a look at his back.
"Yes, I can't see anything." Lily turned off the flashlight on his phone, which he was using to examine his roommate's body. "You should be good to go back to work now."
It's been almost a week. That was how long the love bites kept Yu Qingyu bedridden (or to be precise, room-ridden). Despite applying the ointment several times a day - with Lily's help, as some reddish marks on his back were difficult to reach - they stubbornly remained visible, as if they wanted to keep the testimony of the passionate week alive. Throughout this whole period, Yu Qingyu was forced to stay in bed, with his whole body fully covered, regularly taking aphrodisiacs - just in case of an unexpected inspection. Miss Rose came every day, sometimes more than once, at various times, and so did Mrs. Kolatir. It was a constant cycle of suffering, made even worse by the fact that he couldn't meet up with Liu Wei…
