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

Chen Jingmo left in a disheveled state.

But before leaving, he went back to his room, took a shower, and changed his clothes. Fang Chi asked the doctor to treat his wounds, saying, "I will try to persuade him."

Chen Jingmo wanted to respond politely, but he simply didn't have the strength.

When Shi Qianqiu got home from get off work, he had already been sleeping in bed for two hours. Although he had applied an ice pack to his eyes, they were still a little swollen.

As a gentle kiss landed, Chen Jingmo raised his hand to embrace Shi Qianqiu's neck, deepening the kiss and savoring the intertwining of their tongues.

This is not disgusting at all.

They certainly wouldn't vomit up leftovers.

It only makes me feel at ease.

"How long did you sleep, baby? Your eyes look puffy."

"I don't know, maybe it's because I drank water before bed," Chen Jingmo said in his usual tone.

Shi Qianqiu said Chen Jingmo's voice was hoarse, and smiled as she leaned closer to bite his lips, "I'm just moistening my darling's mouth."

Chen Jingmo obediently opened her mouth, but quickly turned her head to bury it in the crook of his neck, "Shi Qianqiu, I fell down again."

"Let me see."

"I'm bleeding a lot, and my hands are scraped. Hold me."

Shi Qianqiu applied medicine to Chen Jingmo, placed Chen Jingmo on his lap, patted his lower back gently, and pulled him into his arms, saying, "Don't cry, sweetie, your eyes will hurt later."

As he spoke, he pulled a bracelet from his pocket. "This is a gift for you."

Chen Jingmo's eyes were tinged with a light red. "I already have a bracelet."

"There can be more."

There is no rule that says a person can only wear one bracelet.

Shi Qianqiu put the ring on Chen Jingmo's right hand, held it to his lips and kissed it, "So beautiful."

"I also think the bracelet is beautiful."

"Sweetie, I'm talking about your wrist."

"Not my brother..."

"Yes, it's my husband."

Shi Qianqiu spoke with a straight face.

Chen Jingmo chuckled and snuggled closer to him, "If I call you 'husband,' can I drink tonight?"

"Sure, but you have to shout it first—"

"husband."

Shi Qianqiu looked down at the person in his arms, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. He suddenly chuckled softly, "Why aren't you shy today, my darling?"

"I've already paid for the animal transport, what's there to be shy about?" Chen Jingmo drew a circle on Shi Qianqiu's chest with his finger. "You already promised that I'd drink tonight, I'd drink red wine, eat steak and pasta, and put a vase in the middle of the table and light a candle."

Shi Qianqiu smiled indulgently, "What are you doing?"

"A date? It's hot outside and there are a lot of people."

"A date at home?"

"Is that not allowed?"

"Of course," Shi Qianqiu said. "Whatever my darling requests, your husband will fulfill them."

He's started referring to himself as "husband" again now, always acting perfectly at ease as Chen Jingmo's partner.

Chen Jingmo was held by Shi Qianqiu and fell asleep in less than two minutes. He looked very tired and his face was full of fatigue. Even in his sleep, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

Shi Qianqiu took his hand and checked if the band-aid was too tight. Then she took Chen Jingmo back to the bedroom, put the giant radish doll she had bought into his arms, adjusted his sleeping position, and finally covered him with a blanket.

When Chen Jingmo woke up again, a small lamp was on in the room. He put on his slippers and went outside, only to see candles, a bouquet of flowers, balloons, LED lights, and red wine on the table. The warm light emanating from the wine was particularly ambiguous, illuminating the cold face of the man on the sofa, but in the next second it became exceptionally gentle, a faint smile playing on his lips, "My darling is awake?"

"Um."

Shi Qianqiu got up and walked to the table. "Then you can have some dessert here first. I'll go cook some pasta, it'll be quick."

"it is good."

Shi Qianqiu put on an apron and went to the kitchen. The hot sauce and toppings were already prepared and kept on a warming mat. He cooked the pasta and started to fry the steak at the same time. His movements were methodical and even pleasing to the eye.

Chen Jingmo sat at the table looking at the bouquet of flowers.

When Shi Qianqiu came over with the bowl, he said, "You can use the flowers in the vase. Buying too many will make them die."

"No, he'll be fine if he takes good care of himself." Shi Qianqiu placed Chen Jingmo's meal in front of him, raised one hand to support herself on the table, and with the other hand on the back of Chen Jingmo's chair, she bent down and kissed his cheek.

Shi Qianqiu's cooking skills are always excellent, but there is one shortcoming: his stomach is full, but his heart is empty.

Chen Jingmo drank several glasses of red wine, but he only drank a little. Later, Shi Qianqiu pulled the red wine to his side and stopped Chen Jingmo from drinking any more, saying that he had to go to school the next day. Chen Jingmo obediently nodded.

After Shi Qianqiu put the bowl back in the kitchen, he took the wine bottle, poured more than half a glass into it, and gulped it down. When Shi Qianqiu returned, he walked towards the bedroom and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

The heat made the alcohol take effect quickly, and as usual, Shi Qianqiu took a shower first.

When Chen Jingmo went out, Shi Qianqiu had already blown out the candles outside. After a moment of surprise, he pushed Chen Jingmo onto the sofa, knelt on the carpet, and looked up at him in a hoarse voice, "Next..."

"You can't hide."