The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Half an hour later, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and the door was gently pushed open a crack.

Su Qingyao was wrapped tightly in a bath towel, revealing a small face flushed pink from the heat and her wet hair, cautiously peeking out.

Wen Yu leaned back lazily on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, the pink light casting a hazy glow on his profile.

Seeing her fully armed, he raised an eyebrow. "Baby? What are you doing...?"

Su Qingyao came out, pulled the edge of the bath towel up a little more, and glared at him with a fierce but cowardly expression.

"W-What's wrong? Is it not working?"

Wen Yu took a sip of wine, his Adam's apple bobbing, a smile spreading across his eyes, and slowly said, "Of course."

Su Qingyao moved to the other end of the sofa and sat down far away from him, trying her best to make her voice sound calm.

"I...I've counted them all, there are 11 moles in total, game over!"

Wen Yu swirled his wine glass, his gaze lingering meaningfully on her through the dark red liquid.

"Are you sure, baby? Think about it again."

Su Qingyao quickly went over the scene she had been "forced" to watch in her mind again.

The trajectory of water droplets sliding down the front and back...

That's right, there are 11!

She nodded firmly, "I'm sure!"

"Oh, really?"

Wen Yu put down his wine glass, stood up, walked to the side, picked up a delicate paper bag that had been prepared beforehand, and took out a set of clothes from it.

He carried the clothes and walked up to Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao only glanced at it, and her face immediately flushed red, the blush spreading to her ears.

That can't even be considered a complete outfit!

"Baby, you miscounted."

Wen Yu's voice was alluring and magnetic as he handed the clothes to her.

"So now, you need to change into this."

Su Qingyao looked away in embarrassment and indignation. "Wen Yu! I remember it clearly, there were eleven!"

Wen Yu chuckled and leaned closer, his voice even lower, carrying an obvious hint of ambiguity.

"Really? Then...did the baby forget to look down at the lower body?"

Su Qingyao's body stiffened.

She was so focused on his upper body and back that she was dizzy from his amusement that she didn't dare look down...

Is it...

In a very good mood, Wen Yu gently rubbed her burning cheek with his fingertips. "Miss Champion, are you going to cheat?"

Su Qingyao was caught in a dilemma.

She agreed to the game, and it's true that she miscounted...

She glared at the shameful clothes, then at the man in front of her who was smiling like a cunning fox.

With a determined heart, he grabbed the light, flimsy fabric and forced himself to speak.

"I...I wasn't trying to cheat! You...you turn around! Don't look!"

Wen Yu raised his hands, turned to face the floor-to-ceiling window, his voice full of laughter.

"Yes, my dear wife."

Behind me came the rustling, slightly clumsy sound of someone changing clothes.

The subtle sound of fabric rubbing against the skin is amplified infinitely in the quiet room.

Wen Yu listened, imagining her face flushed and her hands trembling in panic...

Just imagining it made his blood rush and brought him to the peak of excitement.

After an unknown amount of time, a sound so faint it seemed to melt into the air finally came from behind.

"It's...it's changed."

Wen Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the surging passion in his heart, and slowly turned around.

The next second, his breathing suddenly stopped, and two dark flames ignited deep in his pupils.

Under the pink light, the girl stood there timidly.

Innocence and sensuality, shyness and allure, are contradictory yet fatally intertwined in her.

Wen Yu's gaze was almost tangible, burning hot as it swept over every inch of her skin, finally settling on her eyes, which were glistening with shyness.

His Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and his voice became extremely hoarse.

"...Baby, you are so beautiful."

Su Qingyao's heart trembled from the burning heat of his gaze, and she dared not meet his eyes.

She lowered her eyelashes, took several deep breaths, and barely managed to find her voice, which trembled slightly.

"You...you come here, let me count the moles."

Wen Yu's chest heaved, his laughter filled with pleasure and doting, mixed with a hint of unbearable discomfort.

"The baby is so cute... Even at a time like this, he's still thinking about counting moles."

Despite saying that, he was unusually cooperative and couldn't wait to untie the belt of his bathrobe.

The bathrobe slipped off and piled up at his feet.

He walked up to Su Qingyao step by step without any attempt to conceal himself.

Su Qingyao felt a flash of white light before her eyes, and her brain almost crashed on the spot.

She took a small step back in shock, her voice trembling uncontrollably, "You...you...why are you all naked?!"

Wen Yu stopped, tilted his head slightly, and showed an innocent yet matter-of-fact expression.

"Baby, don't you want to count them clearly? I'm naked so it'll be easier for you to check."

"..."

Su Qingyao was speechless, her cheeks flushed red.

It seems...it seems to make sense? But...

She forced herself to ignore the vibrant life force that was so prominent, and her gaze hurriedly shifted downwards, landing on his straight and long legs.

Under the light, his legs appeared strong and smooth, and his skin was indeed dotted with several small moles of varying shades.

She tried to concentrate, and a few minutes later, Su Qingyao recited the numbers with her eyes closed.

"1. 15! Adding the 11 on the upper body, that's a total of 15! This time it's definitely correct!"

A suppressed laugh escaped Wen Yu's throat, "Baby..."

He leaned down, his breath hot against her bloodshot earlobe. "Are you sure? I'm giving you one last chance."

Su Qingyao was forced back half a step by him. She was flustered, but she still insisted, "I'm... sure!"

"You're wrong."

As the last word faded, Wen Yu stretched out his long arm and easily picked her up in his arms.

"Ah!" Su Qingyao exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.

The bunny girl outfit was already revealing, and now that her skin was pressed against his hot, firm chest, it sent shivers down her spine.

Wen Yu carried her and walked a few steps to the large bed scattered with rose petals, where he gently placed her on it.

She sank into the soft bedding, nestled between a dark sheet and red flower petals.

Black and white, red and snow, the contrast is so striking it's almost blinding, yet also incredibly alluring.

Wen Yu stood by the bed, looking down at her for a few seconds, his eyes swirling with a heart-stopping mix of desire and tenderness.

Then, he bent his knees and slowly knelt down in front of her.

This position made Su Qingyao even more flustered. She tried to sit up, supporting herself, "Wen Yu..."

Wen Yu reached out and gently pressed down on her knee, stopping her movement.

He raised his head and stared intently into the depths of her panicked eyes.

"The baby miscounted... so now it's my turn."

A wicked smile curved his lips as he slowly swept his gaze over her heaving chest, her slender waist, and finally settled on her trembling legs, which seemed to have nowhere to rest.

"Next..."

He lowered his head and gently pressed his warm lips to her smooth knee.

"I'm going to start enjoying my little bunny now."