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

Shi Qianqiu, his chest bare, said, "Put it here."

"...You're the one who's really good at this." Chen Jingmo said this, but his hands were very honest. In just a few seconds, he had pasted the entire sheet on, and he even chose all the big stickers. After he finished pasting them, he went around to the front and took out his phone to take a picture of Shi Qianqiu.

"Give me a thumbs up."

Shi Qianqiu stared blankly at Ye.

Chen Jingmo said, "It's just like a human robot."

Click click click click click click click.

"..."

After taking a series of photos, Chen Jingmo suddenly stopped and told Shi Qianqiu not to move. He then ran to find two band-aids and covered up Shi Qianqiu's grandfather's object.

"That's more like it. I was being a bit unbecoming of a man earlier."

Shi Qianqiu laughed in exasperation as her ears turned red. She stood up and walked towards Chen Jingmo, forcing him to retreat step by step until she trapped him between her chest and the wall. She raised her hand to support herself against the wall, bent down, and looked Chen Jingmo in the eye.

Chen Jingmo's eyelashes fluttered up and down more rapidly, then he stared intently at Shi Qianqiu. "What, trying to hit me?"

"Um."

"Huh?? You want to hit me?" Chen Jingmo sneered, peeling off the stickers on his body. "Go ahead and hit me if you dare—ugh."

Shi Qianqiu shut up the incessant chattering mouth, supported Chen Jingmo's neck with her hand, put his phone in her pocket, manually placed his arm on her waist, and pressed his other wrist against her chest, saying, "Please help your sweetheart check your husband's recent training results."

I rely on.

That's so alluring.

Chen Jingmo felt his heart pounding like a drum, but his mind subconsciously obeyed commands.

There were only the two of them in the entire study. In addition, the study was large and empty, so even the slightest sound could be amplified many times over. Chen Jingmo's legs went weak and his waist went limp. If Shi Qianqiu's arms hadn't been holding him tightly, he would have slid to the ground instantly.

After the kiss ended, Chen Jingmo rested his elbow against Shi Qianqiu's chest, completely too weak to check his training results; even making a fist was difficult. "You're a fucking piece of junk."

"Whatever my sweetheart says goes. How do your husband's pecs feel? Do you need to work on them a bit more?"

"No need."

Shi Qianqiu glanced down, tensing his muscles slightly. "It still seems a bit..."

"...When you get a little older, you'll have to wear tank tops."

These words were both cute and funny. After Chen Jingmo recovered, he put his arms around Shi Qianqiu's waist and started groping him on his back. Just as he was about to check if Shi Qianqiu had any dimples on his back, he heard Shi Qianqiu say, "It's not convenient here."

"What's inconvenient? What the hell is inconvenient? You've been hiding someone behind my back?"

"What I mean is, the only height here is the desk, and it's uncomfortable."

"...Shi Qianqiu, now every time you speak, your words have to be censored. Can you please tone it down a bit?"

"My husband was referring to when he's typing."

"Get lost, or I'll slap you."

"My darling is going to slap me?" Shi Qianqiu's face was full of excitement, making no attempt to hide it. He picked up Chen Jingmo, sat him on the office chair, and then put him on his lap. He pinched Chen Jingmo's chin and kissed him passionately, oblivious to the world around him.

The desk is really bad; it's too low. It's uncomfortable to type on, and it's really uncomfortable. I have to put my clothes on it to make it feel much better.

Shi Qianqiu found his glasses in the way and didn't know where he threw them away when Chen Jingmo put stickers on them for him. Now, his sharp eyes were full of undisguised emotion, and even more so, infatuation.

Halfway through the game, Shi Qianqiu took Chen Jingmo's stickers and said that since he had put so many on himself, he had to put some on him too. He slowly compared the stickers with his own, insisting on putting the same stickers in the same spot.

Chen Jingmo cursed several times, but Shi Qianqiu suddenly covered his mouth, her voice clear and hoarse, "Shh."

"Listen, my sweetheart."

"The faucet in the house seems to be broken."

"What should we do?"

"Ah... Honey, I have some stickers. Shall we put them on? We can't let it stay like that. What if it ruins the tiles and we have to call someone to fix it?"

Chen Jingmo glared angrily at Shi Qianqiu, muttering curses under his breath. Shi Qianqiu couldn't hear what he was saying, but it was definitely not nice.

The two ties I bought for Shi Qianqiu today also came in handy.

It snowed heavily on January 1st.

Chen Jingmo leaned against the window and looked out, saying it was beautiful and she wanted to go down and play.

It doesn't snow often in Beijing; it's been two years since the last snowfall, so everyone gets especially excited when they see snow.

Shi Qianqiu sat next to Chen Jingmo, glanced at the snow twice, and then looked at him with doting eyes. "It's very cold now, and it's snowing too heavily. If we go down, we'll be soaked in no time. How about we do it tomorrow morning? We can build a snowman and have a snowball fight."

"No." Chen Jingmo pounced on Shi Qianqiu, rubbing his fluffy head against his neck and whimpering, his voice full of coquettishness, "Just get down, I really want to play."

Shi Qianqiu glanced at the snack shelf next to them, worried that Chen Jingmo might bump into it, so she pushed it away and laughed, "What if you get soaked and catch a cold?"

"No, I'll wear something warmer." Chen Jingmo was a little annoyed. He looked up at Shi Qianqiu, kissed him, and was about to ask if he loved him when Shi Qianqiu picked him up. "Go back to the bedroom and get dressed."

...Is a kiss really that powerful?

bedroom.

Chen Jingmo was wearing two thermal undershirts, a vest, all close-fitting, plus a down jacket. As soon as he finished putting them on, he felt a bit sweaty, his ears drooping as he breathed heavily. He urged Shi Qianqiu to hurry up and get dressed, otherwise he would leave first and not wait for him.

Shi Qianqiu agreed, and after dressing Chen Jingmo, she helped him put on gloves, a scarf, and a hat. As soon as they opened the door and went out, a blast of cold air hit them. Chen Jingmo took out his phone and bombarded Lu Sui with messages, but there was no reply.

But as soon as I went downstairs, I received a video call from Jiang Xiu.

In the video, Jiang Xiu is wearing even more layers than him, making him look like a ball, and he's laughing at the screen, saying, "Brother Chen, this snow is so beautiful."

"What's there to brag about? I'll be downstairs soon. I'll make a big snowball and throw it at you at school tomorrow!"

Jiang Xiu chuckled and said, "I'll have my brother make a snowball as big as your forehead, and he'll smash you into the ground tomorrow!"

Jiang Wang, holding up his phone: ...