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

Even though he knew the answer, Wen Yu was still pleased to hear Su Qingyao's reply in person.

He chuckled softly, his fingertips lingering on her lips, burning with heat, his gaze so intense it seemed to melt her.

"Good, baby, you're such a good boy/girl."

His voice was incredibly pleasant as he whispered in her ear.

Su Qingyao lowered her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze, her fingertips unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes.

As Wen Yu gazed at her youthful appearance, a wild beast called possessiveness sighed contentedly in his heart.

His precious child is as clean as a blank sheet of paper, and he will be the only one who can leave a mark on it.

Wen Yu gazed at Su Qingyao's slightly trembling eyelashes and gently lifted her chin.

Before Su Qingyao could react, a soft, cool kiss gently landed on her lips.

She shuddered, her mind went blank, her body tensed instinctively, and her lips parted slightly in shock, giving Wen Yu the opportunity to take advantage of her vulnerability.

It seemed that this was also Wen Yu's first time kissing. He was quite awkward at first, but he quickly learned without any instruction.

The tip of the tongue slowly probes in, possessively sweeping over every inch of softness.

Su Qingyao's cheeks flushed red, and she felt dizzy. Just as she was about to push him away, he grabbed her hand.

His hand slowly caressed Su Qingyao's wrist and then her fingertips, a gesture that was both soothing and inexplicably erotic, causing Su Qingyao to tremble all over. He then paused briefly, inserting her fingers one by one into his own, their ten fingers intertwined tightly.

Su Qingyao's breathing was so erratic that she was almost suffocating, and Wen Yu only stepped back slightly when she was about to run out of oxygen.

She immediately opened her lips and gasped for breath. Wen Yu chuckled and pressed his forehead against hers, sighing softly, "Baby, so soft."

Is he a thug?

Su Qingyao glared at him, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed. Wen Yu's smile deepened, and he covered her eyes with his hand.

"Sweetie, close your eyes when you kiss."

As she spoke, she leaned in and kissed him again.

Once the visual senses are completely taken away, the tactile sensation on the lips is magnified infinitely and becomes incredibly clear.

Su Qingyao felt weak and numb all over from his kisses, her eyelashes trembling slightly with moisture, as if melting into his hot breath.

After a long while, Wen Yu reluctantly left.

He stared at the dazed Su Qingyao, his eyes flashing with various emotions, and finally just gently stroked her lips.

"It's stamped."

Wen Yu's face was filled with a triumphant and satisfied smile, a dazzling smile that carried an arrogant air of certainty.

"Whether now or in the future, the baby can only be mine."

The two sudden kisses sent a shiver down Su Qingyao's spine and into her fingertips. Even after Wen Yu left, she remained frozen in place, motionless.

Su Qingyao's completely bewildered and adorable appearance, as if the pause button had been pressed, struck the softest spot in Wen Yu's heart, making him melt completely.

He couldn't help but chuckle again, his laughter filled with pleasure and doting.

He reached out and gently pinched the tip of her nose with his knuckles, his voice filled with an irrepressible smile.

"Snap out of it, baby, don't be confused."

A slightly itchy touch on the tip of her nose finally brought Su Qingyao back to her senses. She blinked blankly, only belatedly realizing the unfamiliar warmth and softness on her lips.

Immediately afterwards, a scalding heat swept over her entire body, burning from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears, making her so red that she could almost bleed.

She glanced warily at Wen Yu, then jumped up and ran away like a startled rabbit, hiding on a chair on the other side.

"You... this is too sudden."

Seeing her reaction, Wen Yu knew he couldn't push her too hard, so he watched her with a smile.

"Baby, this is just the beginning, there's a lot more to come... You'll get used to it gradually."

After saying that, she waved to the waiter to bring the food, giving her some quiet time to calm down.

Once the exquisite dishes were laid out on the table, he glanced at Su Qingyao, who had gradually calmed down, before leisurely getting up and sitting down beside her.

"Now, eat your food properly."

Seeing that he seemed to really only intend to eat, Su Qingyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief before looking at the dining table, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

The table was filled with her favorite flavors.

How did he know?

He investigated her?

Su Qingyao shook her head, suppressing her chaotic thoughts, and began to eat the food that Wen Yu kept putting into her bowl.

All I could hear was his coaxing voice, "Baby, eat more."

"Too thin," he said, his gaze falling on her wrists, which looked so delicate they seemed like they could break at any moment. He frowned slightly. "She needs to take good care of herself."

Then, as if he had thought of something extremely pleasant, he suddenly leaned close to her ear, lowered his voice, and spoke with an ambiguous teasing tone and undisguised desire.

"If you don't eat more now to get your body in good shape, I don't want to make you faint in bed later."

"cough--!"

Su Qingyao choked on her soup, coughing violently until her face turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.

Wen Yu immediately put down his chopsticks and gently stroked her back.

Once she had caught her breath, he relaxed his slightly furrowed brows and said helplessly, "How could you be so careless?"

"How...how could you say such a thing!"

Su Qingyao glared at him with her watery eyes, her gaze lacking any intimidation but instead scratching at Wen Yu's heart like a small hook.

Wen Yu raised an eyebrow, speaking with an air of self-righteousness, as if stating a perfectly natural fact.

"You're my girlfriend, and you'll be my wife someday. It's only a matter of time."

He looked at her cheeks, which were beginning to flush again, and softened his tone, as if coaxing a wary kitten, adding in a low voice.

"But your husband will take it slow, step by step... first he'll teach you how to kiss."

Su Qingyao's face turned even redder, she almost buried herself in the bowl, "You, how come you're so skilled..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yu's lips curled into an extremely pleased smile. He leaned closer to her, almost touching her earlobe.

"What's wrong, are you jealous?"

"I didn't!" she retorted instinctively.

"Jealousy is a baby's privilege." He rubbed her flushed cheeks with his knuckles.

"Next time you see any reckless woman approaching me, you can just rush up to me and declare your ownership in front of everyone."

Su Qingyao said "Oh" and lowered her head, but she remained unconvinced.

Their relationship was nothing more than that of a sugar daddy and a commodity. She had no right to care how many women were around him.

Wen Yu saw right through her thoughts and flicked her forehead lightly with his finger. "You're practically burying your face in the bowl."

He gazed into her eyes, his tone suddenly becoming incredibly serious, his eyes deep and focused, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul.

"Don't worry," he said, each word carrying a solemn promise.

"Your husband is both virtuous and clean."

He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them to make sure she could see every bit of sincerity in his eyes.

"I only have you."

These words were spoken with such solemnity that the deep affection in Wen Yu's eyes almost seemed to solidify.

Su Qingyao was scalded by the heat in his eyes, and her heart trembled inexplicably, as if she had been gently struck by something.

Then reason returned and I realized how ridiculous I was.

She shook her head, forcibly shaking off this inexplicable and unwanted emotion, and continued eating in small bites.