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

Su Qingyao was slightly taken aback.

Is he... trying to be considerate of her feelings and deliberately lowering himself to coax her?

Wen Yu's vulnerable demeanor left her momentarily at a loss. After a moment of silence, she finally softened and softly promised, "I will be careful to keep my distance from the opposite sex."

She paused, then lowered her voice even further, "After all... I have a boyfriend now."

These words were like a spring breeze brushing across the ice, instantly dispelling the gloom in Wen Yu's eyes. He smiled brightly and smugly.

How silly, like a golden retriever that's satisfied after receiving a reward.

"My baby is so good to me."

Is that enough?

Su Qingyao felt as if something had gently pricked her heart.

In a typical relationship, this is just the most basic bottom line and sense of proportion.

But seeing his incredibly bright smile, the slight bitterness finally disappeared, and she lowered her eyes and smiled back.

After breakfast, Wen Yu escorted her to the teaching building.

"Remember to message me after your morning classes, and I'll take you to one of my favorite private kitchens."

Su Qingyao, realizing she didn't have a part-time job at noon today, nodded and watched him leave.

She stood there until his figure completely disappeared before letting out a soft breath.

Su Qingyao listened to the classes absentmindedly all morning.

The professor was explaining the basics of quantum mechanics in a simple and easy-to-understand way on the podium, but her pen was unconsciously drawing messy lines on the edge of her notebook.

The phone sat quietly next to the textbook, as silent as a time bomb.

She would unconsciously glance at the screen, both afraid of it ringing and secretly hoping for something.

The bell finally rang, and she slowly packed up her books, practically the last one to leave the classroom.

The moment the phone was unlocked, messages started popping up one after another.

My dear husband: "Baby, is get out of class over?"

My dearest husband: "I'll be waiting for you at the school gate. It's a black sports car with the license plate number xxxxxx."

My dear husband: "You said to keep a low profile at school, so I changed to the most inconspicuous car. Am I being good?"

Below it is a cute emoji of a chubby orange cat peeking out.

Looking at the profile picture that contrasted sharply with his cold demeanor, and reading the sentence that clearly sought praise, Su Qingyao couldn't help but let the corners of her lips curl up slightly.

She never expected that he would actually remember what she had casually said.

Yao Yao: "You did a really good job, you're amazing!"

The message was sent and received a reply almost instantly.

Honey: "How about giving me a reward kiss after we get in the car?"

My dear husband: "I'll wait patiently~"

Su Qingyao's face flushed instantly, the heat spreading rapidly from her ears to her neck, even turning her skin a faint pink.

How could he do this...?

In broad daylight, he actually asked for a kiss so blatantly!

She forced herself to remain calm and walked towards the school gate, her eyes searching among the parked cars for the "most low-key" black sports car he had mentioned.

"Su, please wait a moment!"

A bright-eyed boy suddenly blocked her way, clutching a blue envelope tightly in his hand, his ears burning red.

"I am Li Chen from the School of Economics and Management... I've been following you for a long time, please accept this letter!"

Su Qingyao stared at him in astonishment as the boy began to stammer his confession, leaving her only able to give an awkward smile.

She spoke softly after he finally finished speaking.

"Thank you for your kind words, but I already have a boyfriend."

The light in the boy's eyes dimmed instantly. He lowered his head, hurriedly said "Sorry," and turned to leave quickly.

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Inside the black coupe.

Wen Yu had witnessed the entire scene, his hand almost crushing the phone in his hand, his knuckles turning blue and white from the force.

His baby... how come he's so attractive?

After blocking so many letters and people, I didn't even notice that someone couldn't wait to come up and confess their feelings.

Why does everyone want to take her away from him?

Dark thoughts grew wildly like vines.

It would be better to hide her away.

Locked away where only he could find it, so that his clear eyes would forever reflect only his image.

No.

It will scare her.

As Su Qingyao walked towards the car, Wen Yu closed his eyes tightly, forcing himself to suppress the possessiveness that was about to overwhelm his reason.

He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, only a restrained darkness remained in them.

Su Qingyao opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. Before she could even fasten her seatbelt, a figure loomed over her.

"Baby, I want to hold you."

His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an undeniable longing, yet it seemed as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

"Now? Now?"

Su Qingyao was a little confused, "How can you hug someone in the car...?"

Wen Yu chuckled softly, reached out and put his arm around her waist, and with a little effort, lifted her from the passenger seat and made her sit facing him on his lap.

The position was too intimate, and Su Qingyao blushed as red as a boiled shrimp, helplessly pressing against his chest.

"You...you let go..."

"Don't move, baby."

Wen Yu tightened his arms around her, burying his face deep in her neck, greedily inhaling her sweet scent, as if only in this way could he confirm her presence.

"Don't say anything yet... let me hug you tightly."

His hot breath sprayed onto her delicate skin, his voice muffled, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"Just a little while..."

Su Qingyao sat stiffly on his lap, feeling extremely uncomfortable, her cheeks burning hot.

She could clearly feel the warmth from his chest and his strong heartbeat, as well as the shivers that came from his warm breath as he buried his face in her neck.

He held her tightly, his arms wrapped tightly around her slender waist, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

Su Qingyao passively endured it, her hands hanging in mid-air, with nowhere to put them.

But gradually, she noticed a slight tremor in Wen Yu's body. It wasn't lust, but more like... unease.

What is he uneasy about?

This discovery inexplicably softened her heart.

The hand that had been hanging there slowly fell, with a tentative hint, and gently patted his back.

This subtle reassurance caused Wen Yu to stiffen abruptly.

He raised his head, his deep peach blossom eyes slightly red, churning with intense emotions that Su Qingyao couldn't decipher.

"Baby..." His voice was terribly hoarse, his gaze fixed intently on her, as if confirming an answer he dared not think too deeply about.

Will you leave me?

Su Qingyao was stunned.

This question was too abrupt and too humble; it was not something Wen Yu would ask.

She opened her mouth, the words "We're just in a transactional relationship" swirling on her tongue, but when she met the vulnerability in his eyes, she inexplicably swallowed them back.

She lowered her eyes, avoiding his overly direct gaze, and spoke softly.

"Aren't we...together now?"

This is an answer that avoids the main issue.

But Wenyu accepted it.

The gloom in his eyes subsided slightly, and he slowly loosened his embrace, gently pressing his forehead against hers.

Their noses touched, their breaths mingled.

"right."

He repeated it in a low voice, as if trying to convince himself.

"We're together now."

"We're together now, and we'll be together in the future."