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

Su Qingyao cried hard, glistening tears hanging on her long eyelashes, trembling with each sob.

He gripped the sheet weakly, his fingertips turning white.

Time was stretched out indefinitely, and the sensory impact came wave after wave.

Just when she felt she couldn't take it anymore, the tingling sensation finally stopped.

Wen Yu propped himself up, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Looking at the person beneath him who was crying with tears streaming down their face, his heart ached with a mixture of itch and pain.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips. "Baby, why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Qingyao sobbed, barely managing to regain some strength, and accused him with a heavy nasal tone.

"You...you like this so much...?"

Wen Yu lowered his head, affectionately nuzzled her nose, and whispered against her ear.

",."

Su Qingyao was too embarrassed to speak, and could only shake her head repeatedly, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Wen Yu chuckled softly and gently kissed her cheek.

"That little rascal who turns his back on you... now he's denying everything?"

"You...you stop talking!" Su Qingyao wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground right now.

"Okay, that's all."

Wen Yu readily agreed, his fingertips tracing an ambiguous line across her sweaty neck before changing the subject.

"Now it's your turn to count, baby."

Su Qingyao's body stiffened. The "torture" she had just endured left her with lingering fear, and the thought of cheating immediately surfaced.

Her voice was soft and pleading, "I...can I stop counting...?"

"sure."

Wen Yu answered readily, but a dangerous glint flashed in his deep eyes. "However, from now until dawn, you'll have to let me do whatever I want."

Su Qingyao gasped, glaring at him with shame and indignation.

Will she be able to get out of bed tomorrow?

"I! I don't want to!"

Wen Yu was not surprised by her reaction and nodded in agreement, "Then baby, let's begin."

Su Qingyao tried to ignore the soreness in her body, and slowly sat up, supporting herself with her limp arms.

Her fluffy rabbit ears swayed gently with her movements.

She timidly raised her eyes, quickly glancing at Wen Yu who was sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed, and muttered under her breath, trying to regain some face.

"I...I just finished watching it, where is there any more..."

Wen Yu's heart itched at her aggrieved yet stubborn little appearance, and he couldn't resist leaning over and giving her a hard kiss on her tear-stained cheek.

"so cute."

He sighed, then gave a hint, his voice tinged with amusement, "Look at your husband's ears, baby."

Su Qingyao was stunned. Ears?

She subconsciously touched her headband before realizing he was referring to her ears.

She tilted her head slightly, hesitantly leaning closer, her rabbit ears inadvertently brushing against Wen Yu's eyebrows and cheeks.

Wen Yu's breathing suddenly stopped, and his breath became even more disordered and hot.

Su Qingyao didn't notice his change and was watching intently.

Sure enough, a small, light brown mole was found on his well-shaped right earlobe.

She moved her gaze further back, brushed aside his slightly damp black hair, and found an even more hidden one near the back of his head on his left earlobe.

"Found it!" Her eyes lit up immediately, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

The grievance and shyness she felt earlier were replaced by a little bit of pride. She looked up at him with her little face upturned, and her tone became lighter.

"Hmph, I know! It's 17! Right?"

Seeing her smug little face, Wen Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

How can his baby be so beautiful and cute?

And... she was so silly that it melted his heart.

He reached out and grabbed the rabbit ears on her head, which swayed with her triumphant expression. He twirled the soft fur between his fingers, his gaze as deep as a whirlpool, locking onto her intently.

"But baby..."

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse from the intense desire he was trying to suppress, "You've made a mistake again."

Su Qingyao was taken aback, blinked, and looked completely confused.

"Huh? How could this be... Wen Yu, are you lying to me?" She tried to find a flaw in his face.

Wen Yu wore a wronged expression, her eyebrows drooping. "Baby, when have I ever lied to you?"

He spoke with utmost sincerity, but his actions contradicted his words.

Wen Yu took her hand, not letting her back down.

"It seems like the baby... has overlooked something."

Su Qingyao's face turned even redder, and she tried to pull her hand back, but to no avail.

"Who would notice this?!" she cried, her voice filled with anxiety and embarrassment, almost on the verge of tears.

Wen Yu's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He lowered his head and leaned closer to her, speaking in a coaxing, low voice.

"Baby...give me a kiss."

"OK?"

Su Qingyao froze, staring blankly at Wen Yu.

The longing and love surging in his eyes almost overwhelmed her.

Those eyes were burning red with desire, yet they were still trying their best to restrain themselves, waiting for her permission.

She did indeed lose the game...

but……

Seeing her hesitant, struggling, and shy appearance, Wen Yu felt even more affection for her.

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the desire that was about to overwhelm his reason, and gently stroked her cheek, his tone incredibly tender.

"It's okay, baby. If you don't like it, you don't have to do it. Don't force yourself. Husband, let's try a different punishment, okay?"

His thoughtfulness softened Su Qingyao's heart, and her initial resistance crumbled under the overwhelming love and willingness to accept defeat.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling violently, and she almost squeezed out the sound through clenched teeth.

"Just... a kiss?"

Wen Yu's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded immediately, making his promise with lightning speed.

"Okay! Just one kiss."

Su Qingyao closed her eyes tightly.

Then Su Qingyao turned around, facing away from him, and buried her burning cheeks deep into the pillow.

"Okay, okay!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, and her whole body was burning hot.

That fleeting moment was like a spark igniting a powder keg for Wen Yu.

"Uh... baby... I love you so much... I love you so much, baby..."

Su Qingyao was startled by his reaction, her body trembled even more violently, her mind was in chaos, and she only remembered that she had to complete the mission.

"Then, so now it's... 19 moles! That can't be wrong, right?!"

Wen Yu was panting heavily, the fire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

He reached out and grabbed her slender waist, easily turning her over to face him.

He leaned down and pressed his burning lips against hers.