Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

"Don't……"

Stop kissing... I'm about to drown.

Lin Qian gradually lost her strength from the kisses, and slumped softly beneath him, like a melting spring.

Lu Beiting's kiss was as passionate and domineering as ever, extremely aggressive.

He could easily entice her into a frenzy of passion, kissing her until she was out of her mind and completely lost in infatuation.

Lin Qian's brain was foggy due to lack of oxygen, and her vision seemed to be covered by a thin mist, shimmering with a layer of crystal-clear water, which appeared particularly hazy in the dim light.

It was evening.

The warm orange streetlights in the neighborhood lit up one by one, and the light shone through the dark glass car windows, casting a hazy halo that vaguely revealed two silhouettes of people embracing tightly and intertwined.

"Lin Qian".

Lu Beiting finally pulled back slightly, then, still wanting more, lightly pecked her slightly swollen lips a few more times. He buried his face in the crook of her fragrant neck, his nose brushing against her delicate skin, and repeated in a muffled, stubborn tone:

"I'm angry."

Lin Qian finally regained her breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and she nudged his firm shoulder uncomfortably.

Not moving.

"Lu Beiting, you're really heavy, you know?" she complained softly.

Especially now, the man's hard chest was pressing against her soft body, almost crushing and hurting her.

"I'm angry." Lu Beiting still buried his face in her neck, his voice muffled, with a touch of childish stubbornness.

"Is it because of Song Yu?"

Lin Qian softened her voice, raised her hand, and gently pinched his tense cheek with her fingertips, unable to suppress a smile:

"I've always seen him as a younger brother, like Lin Yize. I never imagined he would like me, but before I could even reject him, you interrupted me."

Lu Beiting gave a cold snort in the crook of her neck, his hot breath spraying onto her skin:

"He also said I wasn't a good person, that he was slandering me."

For some reason, Lin Qian detected a subtle hint of... grievance in his cold and forceful tone.

Like a large dog that looks fierce but is actually insecure, it insists on lying in her arms for comfort, and when it gets angry, it presses her down forcefully to declare its possession.

How childish.

Lin Qian felt helpless and amused, so she could only go along with him and say, "Yes, yes, he slandered you. He was wrong."

Lu Beiting said, enunciating each word clearly: "He also said that I only know how to play with emotions, and that I just deceive girls' hearts and then run away."

"Baby, I didn't toy with your feelings."

He cupped her face in his hands and looked into her eyes: "I'm serious now. I only love you."

Lin Qian felt as if something had stabbed the softest part of her heart, sending a tingling, warm current through her body.

Her eyes gradually welled up with tears.

Even if he's serious now, was he serious three years ago?

Lin Qian rubbed her slightly sore eyes.

At least for now, she was willing to believe his words and consciously succumb to this tenderness that she had regained.

Even if it's a lie, she wants to believe it one more time, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Lin Qian sniffed and said softly, "Lu Beiting, I only like you."

From the moment that aloof boy in a blue and white school uniform entered her life many, many years ago, her heart could no longer hold anyone else.

He is all I see and think about.

Lu Beiting smiled smugly, "So baby, stay away from that green tea little brother from now on, understand?"

"Green tea?" Lin Qian blinked.

"Knowing you already have a boyfriend, why did you still come to confess your feelings? What are you up to? Hmm?"

Lu Beiting didn't hold back in slandering his love rival, "Knowing he's a third party, he's a rotten man with depraved character, deliberately ruining other people's relationships. He's utterly shameless."

Lin Qian was silent for a moment, hesitated, and then whispered a reminder:

"But... when I lied to you before and said I had a boyfriend, you seemed to... 'knowingly become the other woman'."

The air froze instantly.

Lu Beiting paused for a moment.

Lin Qian continued to dredge up old grievances, striking precisely: "Back then you even said, 'It's immoral, so what? Call the police and have me arrested.'"

"..." Lu Beiting fell silent, speechless.

Lin Qian: "You even tried to coerce and bribe me into breaking up with my 'fake' boyfriend... Tell me, isn't that 'shameless'?"

Lu Beiting remained unfazed, speaking with an air of self-righteousness, "Is that so? I don't remember anything about it."

Lin Qian muttered under her breath, "You're shameless."

"Baby, I'm different from other 'green tea' men." Lu Beiting leaned closer, his nose touching hers, a sly glint in his eyes. "Only I truly love you. Everyone else is no good; they all have ulterior motives towards you."

"..."

Why does this sound even more "fragrant with the aroma of tea"?

"So, you're not allowed to talk to men like that again, understand?" He stroked her lower lip with his thumb, his tone both coaxing and undeniably warning. "Otherwise... I'll kiss your lips raw, okay?"

Once the lips are worn out, this soft little mouth will never again say anything to anyone that displeases him.

He lowered his voice and added, "Let's kiss our lips until they're raw, okay?"

Lin Qian's face flushed bright red, even her neck turned pink, and she glared at him, both embarrassed and annoyed.

"Lu Beiting, aren't you a perverted yandere?!"

Lu Beiting chuckled softly, his chest heaving, and pulled her even tighter into his arms.

He's always been a pervert towards her.

-

After dinner, we returned to the villa at nine o'clock in the evening.

The warm, soft light of the bedroom bathed the two intertwined figures.

"Do you want to do it?"

Lu Beiting naturally wrapped his arms around Lin Qian's slender waist from behind, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, carrying undisguised desire.

Lin Qian took out a nightgown and a bath towel from the closet without stopping, her expression calm:

"I'm sorry, I don't want to."

Lu Beiting tightened his arms, holding the person firmly in his embrace, and coaxed in a low voice, "You really don't want to?"

Lin Qian said helplessly, "Didn't this already happen several times yesterday?"

Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, I want to play with you every day.

"...Are you addicted to sex?"

Lu Beiting kissed her earlobe with a self-righteous air, "I've always been addicted to you."

Lin Qian blushed crimson from his teasing and nudged him with her elbow, saying, "Can't you just say you're a lecher?"

"Yes, I am a womanizer," Lu Beiting frankly admitted. "Then I'll help the baby take a bath."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Qian to refuse, Lu Beiting picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

"Ah..." Lin Qian couldn't help but exclaim as her body suddenly became suspended in mid-air.

"Lu Beiting, you old pervert, put me down!" She struggled, her slender legs swaying.

"Didn't we agree that once we got back together, we'd never separate again?"

Lu Beiting closed the bathroom door, a wicked smile in his eyes. "So we have to be stuck together, or connected, every single moment."

Lin Qian: "..."