The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

"Insolence!" Lu Sui's long, raven-feather eyelashes snapped upwards. "It's not like that at all!"

"Oh, I see, the little one was crying."

"..."

Seeing that Lu Sui's hair was even more unruly, Shen Qinghuai chuckled and patted Lu Sui's ears twice, "Have you recovered your feelings for me now?"

"No."

"Why are you gritting your teeth like that... Come on, give your husband a stern look."

Lu Sui grabbed Shen Qinghuai's clothes by the sides, turned his head and bit Shen Qinghuai's finger in his mouth, basically, he bit it, and said, "You're always teasing me."

A muffled chuckle escaped Shen Qinghuai's chest. He lightly rubbed his damp fingertips together, not refuting the statement. "Little Bao is so cute, I get itchy if I don't tease him a bit. By the way, where do you like me to tease you?"

"..."

Shen Qinghuai pressed his finger against Lu Sui's lips, asking if he wanted to bite him again. Lu Sui bumped into him, causing him to stumble backward. "I hate you."

"Don't be annoying." Shen Qinghuai picked up Lu Sui. "Stop fooling around, let's eat first."

ten o'clock.

Lu Sui nestled on the sofa, squeezing a plush toy no bigger than his palm. It was too ugly; he didn't like it. So he simply tossed it to the puppy. It had his scent on it, and the puppy followed the scent, crawled over, and lay down on it without moving or whimpering.

Shen Qinghuai kissed Lu Sui, tied up his hair, cupped his face and cuddled him, saying, "Baby is so cute, I want to hold you all the time, so I can kiss you whenever I bend down."

"I'm pretty, not cute."

"She's so pretty and cute. She looked even prettier in the mirror last night, with her eyes all wet. She even got really nervous when I praised her—"

"Stay away from me! You can't keep saying things like that!"

Shen Qinghuai looked completely innocent, kneeling on the sofa and rubbing Lu Sui's waist as they sank into the soft blanket behind them. "Why can't we? Did I say something wrong?"

"It seems I didn't say it correctly; there was an extra one—"

"Shen Qinghuai!"

Shen Qinghuai grabbed Lu Sui's wrists and pressed them above his head, squeezing one hand between Lu Sui's fingers. Then, he used his free hand to pinch Lu Sui's nape, slowly sliding down to his lower back, lifting him towards himself. "Why isn't my sweetie calling you 'husband' anymore? You called me so many times last night."

Lu Sui's face suddenly flushed, "...No, I didn't."

"Do you need me to help you remember?" Shen Qinghuai kissed Lu Sui's lips and said, "You called my name twice while you were sitting at the table, and then you kept calling it. Of course, you added a lot of adjectives, like, 'Hello, husband.'"

"!" Lu Sui's ears instantly burned. Shocked by Shen Qinghuai's words, she wanted to just bump into him and make him unable to see her face, but both her hands were restrained and she couldn't get up. She pursed her lips and looked at Shen Qinghuai with her delicate, reddened eyes, trying to act cute and coquettish to make him shut up.

But Shen Qinghuai was oblivious to the situation. "It seems baby has remembered. Last night you said I kissed you in many places, and you reminded me of them, but I've forgotten now. Can we review them again?"

"...No." Lu Sui turned his head and closed his eyes.

"Oh my god, baby is so cruel."

"You clearly remember."

"How did you know I remembered, baby? Is it because you love me so much that we're on the same wavelength? And can you guess what I'm thinking right now?"

"without."

Want to know?

"No."

"Baby and I are on the same wavelength; I can sense what you want to know."

"..."

Shen Qinghuai rubbed Lu Sui's lower back a few times and said, "I was just thinking—"

"Don't tell."

"What's wrong? I was just thinking about whether to go back tomorrow or wait two more days. What did you think I was going to say, Xiao Bao?"

"...I didn't think so."

"Should we go back tomorrow, or wait two more days?" Seeing Lu Sui struggling, Shen Qinghuai let go of his hand, turned over and lay down next to him, leaning against the sofa armrest, pulling him closer to himself.

"I need to buy something."

"If I go back tomorrow, I'll go shopping this afternoon."

"Um."

"So eager to see your mother?" Shen Qinghuai laid down the clothes that Lu Sui had rolled up.

"...Don't you miss her?"

"think."

"We'll take the puppy back with us too."

"Who should I give it to?" Shen Qinghuai asked again. "Who should I give it to?"

Lu Sui knew that Shen Qinghuai was deliberately trying to get her to call him that. She pinched his ear with her slender white fingers and said in a voice that wasn't exactly soft, "For Mom."

After hearing this, Shen Qinghuai wore a worthless smile.

"...I didn't call you."

Why are you laughing like that?

Lu Sui was puzzled.

"I'm happy even though they didn't call me."

Just as Shen Qinghuai was about to kiss Lu Sui, the puppy started whimpering again, knocking over the small box and crawling out onto the carpet, probably looking for Lu Sui. Shen Qinghuai said it could walk, but Lu Sui said it walked terribly. Shen Qinghuai laughed, "We were just as unsteady when we first learned to walk as kids."

"Do you remember yourself when you were a child?" Lu Sui asked.

"I don't remember much, but there's one thing that I remember very clearly."

"What is it?"

"She wet her pants."

Are you sick?

"...I wasn't sick, I just couldn't hold it in. I was only three years old at the time. Luckily, I was at home, and my mom didn't tell anyone because she was worried about my feelings, otherwise I would have been extremely embarrassed."

"Why are you telling me?"

"Isn't it funny?"

"funny."

Shen Qinghuai saw Lu Sui's eyes crinkle into crescents and smiled as well. He said that the little dog would be named Bu Diu from now on.

Lu Sui nodded, got off Shen Qinghuai, pointed at Bu Diu, and said, "Oh, he peed."

Shen Qinghuai was almost caught off guard by that cute "Ah, oh," thankfully Bu Diu was small and didn't urinate much, so it didn't get into the tile grout. It was just a pity about the rug. Shen Qinghuai wanted to ask Lu Sui for his opinion, planning to cut off the dirty parts and use the rest as a mat for Bu Diu.

But when she turned her head, Lu Sui was sitting in the farthest corner of the sofa, holding a blanket in her hand, covering half of her face. "It smells awful."

"Is the baby a kitten? Its nose is so sensitive!"

He hasn't even smelled it yet.

"I am not a kitten."

The answer seemed familiar, and Lu Sui quickly stopped talking, raising the blanket to cover his face. Shen Qinghuai, however, wouldn't let him off the hook, asking, "Baby, do you remember what happened to the cute kitten?"

-

I suddenly realized that Shen Qinghuai has a lot of different ways of addressing Lu Sui.