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

Su Qingyao slowly woke up from her sleep, the chaotic and absurd events of the previous night flooding her mind.

She shook her head helplessly.

I've been busy preparing a surprise lately, and I have indeed neglected Wen Yu a little, so I can understand why he acted that way last night.

Although it was a bit rough, he couldn't bear to hurt her, and... she did enjoy it quite a bit.

Su Qingyao sat up to get out of bed, but as soon as she moved, she looked down and froze.

From the neck to the collarbone, from the chest to the waist... wherever the eye can see, deep and shallow, overlapping and staggered marks cover the skin, appearing particularly ambiguous in the morning light.

She grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it at the sleeping man beside her without any hesitation.

"Wen Yu, you big bad guy! Are you a dog?!"

She angrily complained, but her cheeks uncontrollably burned.

"How did you get this all over your body?! How long will it take to go away?!"

The soft pillow landed on Wen Yu, his long eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were slightly confused when he first woke up, but after seeing Su Qingyao's embarrassed and angry appearance and the masterpieces he had made on her body, he understood.

That initial confusion quickly faded, replaced by a satisfied and ingratiating smile.

Following the force of her hitting the pillow, Wen Yu snuggled closer and buried his head in her arms, resting it on her lap.

He looked up at her, his voice still hoarse from just waking up, "Baby, I'm your little dog, woof woof, woof woof."

Su Qingyao: "..."

The anger that had just risen was completely dispelled by his unexpected act of cuteness.

Su Qingyao felt as if her heart had been struck hard, and a surge of excitement and anticipation instantly coursed through her body.

So...so cute!

Foul! Absolutely foul!

She tried hard to keep a straight face, not wanting him to be too smug, but the upturned corners of her mouth and the softening of her eyes still betrayed her.

She coughed, reached out, and gently pinched his wonderfully soft cheek, pulling it outwards as if to appear serious.

"Next time! Be gentle! Okay? If you keep biting like that... I'm... I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Wen Yu's face was being pulled, and his speech was a little unclear, but he still nodded obediently, looking at her with his eyes.

"I heard you... Master."

Su Qingyao's hand trembled, and her face turned completely red, even her neck turned pink.

"What are you yelling about!"

Her voice changed, filled with both embarrassment and anxiety.

Wen Yu blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like small fans, her expression becoming even more innocent.

"Even puppies have owners, you are my owner, baby."

"you……!"

Su Qingyao felt so hot and hot from his dog theory that she was practically steaming.

She couldn't stand it any longer, so she pulled her leg back abruptly, jumped off the bed in a flurry, grabbed her clothes, and started putting them on.

"I...I'm not talking to you anymore! I have to go to class! You...you can keep sleeping!"

She had her back to him, moved swiftly, and the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

Wen Yu sat on the bed, watching her flustered back. His smile deepened, but a hint of bitterness also flashed across his eyes.

He glanced at the time. "Honey, you have a full schedule this morning. What about this afternoon? Do you have any plans?"

Su Qingyao paused in her buttoning.

afternoon……

The birthday present is almost finished, so I need to go to the lab for a while.

She quickly tidied herself up while giving a vague answer.

"I'll go to the lab this afternoon. I have some data to process, so I might be back a little late. Yu Yu, you don't need to pick me up. I can get back by myself."

Wen Yu's eyes darkened.

It's the lab again.

It'll be a little later again, and I don't need to answer it.

The suppressed undercurrent, mixed with unease and possessiveness, surged up again, threatening to breach the dam of reason.

In an instant, those dark thoughts that had completely locked her in, that made her see and think only of herself, and that she could no longer escape, suddenly sprang up like venomous snakes.

No, it's not possible.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his nails digging deep into his palms, using the pain to force himself to calm down.

Babies are free.

She needs space, and she needs a normal life and social interaction.

We mustn't scare her, we mustn't frighten her.

You must exercise restraint.

One must exercise restraint.

He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already suppressed those obsessions back into the darkest corner of his heart.

He got up nonchalantly and walked towards the bathroom.

"Okay, I'll take the baby."

Wen Yu drove Su Qingyao to the vicinity of the teaching building. Before getting out of the car, Su Qingyao leaned over and planted a kiss on his lips.

Her expression was joyful, filled with excitement and anticipation.

"See you tonight, my darling Yuyu~ Be sure to wait for me at home~~"

See you tonight, baby.

Wen Yu returned her kiss and watched her figure disappear into the entrance of the teaching building.

The smile on his face vanished instantly once she was out of sight.

Wen Yu leaned back in his chair, unable to resist taking out a cigarette and lighting it, but he didn't smoke it. He just watched the scarlet light flicker on his fingertips.

My baby doesn't like the smell of smoke and can't smoke.

laboratory……

He picked up his phone and looked at the photos of Su Qingyao's daily schedule that Qin Yue had sent him, his eyes bloodshot.

What is the baby doing?

Why buy stationery, dolls, models, and skateboards...?

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At six o'clock in the evening, Su Qingyao rubbed her sore shoulders and neck, and looked at the gifts that had been prepared, and couldn't help but smile.

She called a delivery person to bring her things to the designated location, then packed up and prepared to go home.

Tomorrow is Wenyu's birthday.

She planned to stay home with Wen Yu to watch a movie until 11:30 p.m., and then find an excuse to take him to the hotel she had booked.

You must step into that place precisely at midnight.

Just thinking about the surprised expression Wen Yu might show made Su Qingyao's heart race, and she couldn't hide her smile.

Just as she reached the laboratory door, she suddenly heard someone calling her name.

Looking up, she saw Sun Wen, the physics teacher who always liked to find fault with her, with Song Yunyan standing next to him.

When Sun Yat-sen saw her, he immediately put on airs and greeted her.

"Qingyao, come over here and get acquainted. This is Mr. Song, the general manager of the Song Group."

Su Qingyao frowned slightly, but still walked over. "Hello, Teacher Sun. Hello, President Song."

Song Yunyan took two steps closer to her with a smile, "No need for introductions, Teacher Sun, we've known each other since we were little."

Sun Yat-sen understood and his smile warmed up.

"I see, what a coincidence! One of the projects that President Song invested in happens to be the one handled by Qingyao's research group. Your arrival today is perfect; why don't you take a look?"

He instructed Su Qingyao, "Qingyao, it's still early, why don't you demonstrate it for President Song?"

Su Qingyao was reluctant, but she phrased it tactfully, "Teacher Sun, I haven't had dinner yet."

"What's the big deal? You can't eat on time when you're doing experiments."

Sun Wen didn't take it seriously, saying, "It's rare for President Song to come all this way, so Peking University can't neglect him."

At this moment, Song Yunyan spoke gently from the side.

"It's alright, Ms. Sun. Qingyao must be tired after a busy afternoon. Since we know each other, let me take her to get something to eat. There's no need for you to accompany her."

Sun Wen glanced at Song Yunyan, then at Su Qingyao, and immediately understood. A flattering and ambiguous smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Song, you're busy, you're busy."

After Sun Yat-sen left, Song Yunyan turned to Su Qingyao, his tone familiar and smiling.

"Qingyao, I just got you out of that predicament, so having a meal with me... isn't too much to ask, is it?"