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

Wen Yu stopped what he was doing, bent down and hugged her, resting his chin on the top of her head.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke, "Baby, just now..."

He paused, his breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe. "Was that comfortable?"

Su Qingyao's body stiffened slightly, and her cheeks quickly flushed red. After a long while, she let out a soft "hmm".

Wen Yu chuckled softly, the vibrations from his chest conveying a feeling of warmth. "Do you like it?"

"...I don't dislike it."

She buried her face in the crook of his shoulder, her voice muffled.

"That's good."

He tightened his arms around her, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.

Su Qingyao was obediently held in his arms, and after a while, she peeked out and asked softly.

"Wenyu, is that... you... addicted?"

Wen Yu raised an eyebrow slightly, a half-smile curving his lips. "No, I'm only addicted to you."

Su Qingyao tilted her head, trying her best to look earnest.

"Being addicted to me isn't good either. Excessive indulgence is very harmful to your health, Wenyu. I don't want you to have health problems."

Wen Yu reached out a finger and gently tapped her forehead, his eyes filled with an all-knowing smile.

"Don't think I don't know what you're up to. Let me tell you, it's impossible."

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

Su Qingyao emphasized, trying to reason with him, "Love is about restraint, don't you understand?"

"I understand," Wen Yu nodded, his gaze sweeping over her entire body meaningfully.

"Or did you think I could just use my hands?"

Su Qingyao's eyes widened, her face burning even more intensely.

Wen Yu chuckled softly, patted her back reassuringly, and softened his voice, "Don't worry, baby, when that time comes, I'll know what to do."

Su Qingyao blushed and looked around nervously after being silenced by his words. She glanced out the porthole and gave a forced laugh.

"Haha...the clouds today are so white and beautiful."

The doting look in Wen Yu's eyes was almost overflowing.

Following her gaze, I sat up straight again, held her firmly in my arms, and together we looked out at the soft sea of ​​clouds.

"Mmm," he murmured in agreement, kissing the top of her head, "is beautiful."

-

The plane arrived in Sweden at around 9 p.m. local time.

Qin Yue had been waiting with his car for a while and respectfully led the group to Viking Light, a luxurious waterfront hotel in downtown Stockholm.

The hotel is converted from several historic stone buildings, with a modern interior and huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the shimmering canal and the brightly lit old town on the opposite bank.

As soon as they entered the lobby, Zhang Miaoke started chatting enthusiastically with Su Qingyao and Shen Zhixian.

She was like a lively little sparrow, constantly talking to Shen Zhixian, and every now and then she would turn around and hug Su Qingyao, rubbing against her.

Shen Zhixian stood upright, occasionally nodding, a hint of a smile on her cool face.

The three of them formed their own little world and were completely unaware of Jiang Shubai not far away.

Jiang Shubai crossed his arms, his eyes glued to Shen Zhixian. Seeing that she didn't spare him even a glance, his lips drooped.

He turned his head angrily and glared at Wen Yu, accusing him: Look! The people you sent have kidnapped my people!

Wen Yu held Su Qingyao's hand, his gaze fixed on her lively profile as she talked, completely ignoring Jiang Shubai's sorrow.

Jiang Shubai felt a lump in his throat and turned to Wen Zhaoyue for comfort.

But then she saw Wen Zhaoyue standing a little distance away, her gaze fixed on her younger brother.

Wen Zhaoyue's younger brother is named Wen Yan, and he looks to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.

She had a head of fluffy, slightly wavy chestnut hair, fair skin, and delicate features like a pretty doll.

He was wearing a loose-fitting light-colored short-sleeved shirt and stood there quietly, looking harmless.

When Wen Zhaoyue's possessive gaze fell on him, he flinched slightly as if startled, quickly turning his head away as if trying to avoid her at all costs.

But in the instant he turned his head, Jiang Shubai clearly caught a glimpse of a faint hint of satisfaction in Wen Yan's seemingly frightened eyes.

Noticing Jiang Shubai's approach to Wen Zhaoyue, his eyes swept over her like icy blades, sending a chill down Jiang Shubai's spine.

Looking closer, Wen Yan had already returned to his obedient and harmless appearance, with his eyelashes lowered, as if what he had just seen was merely his imagination.

Jiang Shubai: "..."

He looked at the hotel's magnificent dome in despair.

Who are these people around him?

Wen Yu's possessiveness was outrageous, and Wen Zhaoyue's gaze towards her younger brother was so intense it was as if she wanted to tear him apart and devour him.

He had always thought Wen Yan was forced, but now, no matter how he looked at it, there was a strange atmosphere of one being willing to hit and the other being willing to be hit, and even enjoying it.

Only his Zhizhi is rational, calm, beautiful, strong, and normal!

I finally managed to coax her to come along with me using the legitimate reason of "observing the astronomical phenomena of polar day and polar night," but what happened?

His Zhizhi was being pulled along by Zhang Miaoke, who was also pulling on Su Qingyao, and next to Su Qingyao stood the living devil Wen Yu…

He's a coward; he doesn't dare.

Jiang Shubai wanted to cry but couldn't, feeling that his sorrow was as deep as the canal before him.

"Jiang, come and check in." A cool and steady voice suddenly rang out.

Jiang Shubai snapped to attention, instantly revived, his eyes lighting up as he eagerly moved closer.

"Here I am, Zhizhi! I'm here~~"

Wen Yu watched from the side, turning his eyes away in disgust.

A worthless character.

Jiang Shubai rolled his eyes.

If you're so capable, why don't you show off in front of your Su Qingyao?

Wen Yu snorted lightly, too lazy to pay attention to him, and simply tightened his grip on Su Qingyao's hand.

"Wenyu," Su Qingyao gently shook his arm, looking at him with bright eyes.

"I'd like to share a room with Miaoke, okay?"

Wen Yu didn't answer immediately, but glanced up at Zhang Miaoke.

Zhang Miaoke felt an invisible pressure coming at her, and immediately straightened her back and spoke with a strong will to survive.

"Oh... Yaoyao! I... this is actually my first time in Northern Europe, and I'm really curious. I'm planning to check out some bars nearby later, so I might not be back until quite late... I can stay here by myself, I won't disturb your rest!"

Su Qingyao was somewhat disappointed. "I see..."

She then turned her hopeful gaze to Shen Zhixian.

Shen Zhixian pushed up his glasses, shook his head apologetically, his tone calm but not open to discussion.

"I'm sorry, Qingyao, but I prefer to be alone and I'm a light sleeper. Living with someone else might disturb us both."

Wen Zhaoyue responded as soon as she finished speaking.

"Qingyao, I'm so sorry, my younger brother Ayan is afraid of the dark, and we're in an unfamiliar environment, so I have to stay with him."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyao subconsciously looked at Wen Yan, who had been standing quietly behind Wen Zhaoyue.

He had his head slightly lowered, and his soft curly hair partially obscured his eyebrows and eyes.

He only looked up when he noticed her gaze, giving her a slightly nervous yet obedient smile.

Her fingers were unconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes, and she looked like she needed to be protected even more than she did.

Su Qingyao silently swallowed back her suggestion, "Then I'll sleep with you."