SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Lin Mu seemed to be thinking seriously, his brows furrowing, but in the end he shook his head: "That's all."

"Hmph, this is the last time I'll remind you. If you forget again, I'll really get angry, understand?"

Before he could finish speaking, her soft red lips had already gently pressed against his.

Lin Mu's eyes widened suddenly, his body stiffened for a moment, and he let her kiss him.

He didn't know when it started, but he gradually began to get used to this way of getting along.

But reason still held: this pace was too fast.

He couldn't adjust immediately and needed time to process and adapt to this sudden change.

After the kiss, Su Nianhe's breath, sweet and fragrant, brushed against his face, her voice becoming even softer: "Lin Mu, remember this forever."

"As long as we're together, we should have a good morning kiss and a good night kiss every day."

"Did you remember?"

Lin Mu's eyes widened slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and he involuntarily uttered a single word: "Hmm."

But the next second he added seriously, "I still think it's too fast..."

"Lin Mu! Do you want to make me angry right now? Say it again!"

Su Nianhe interrupted him angrily, gently poking his chest with her fingertip.

Lin Mu paused, blinking her eyes in confusion: "Why do you get angry so often now? You weren't like this before."

Su Nianhe's expression darkened slightly, and her tone suddenly turned cold: "What? You don't like it anymore?"

"No, not at all." The words had barely left his mouth when Lin Mu realized his statement was somewhat...

Su Nianhe chuckled, and the next second she suddenly raised her delicate foot and lightly kicked him in the cheek.

Lin Mu subconsciously grabbed her ankle, his fingertips touching her delicate skin.

He himself didn't realize that his eyes were already filled with indulgent helplessness: "What are you going to do now?"

"How does my ankle feel?" Su Nianhe asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Lin Mu quickly and gently put her feet down, saying helplessly, "It's late, go to sleep."

Su Nianhe pouted and deliberately dragged out her words, "Hmph, you just touched me and then sent me to sleep. I've decided to hate you until I wake up!"

After saying that, her graceful figure flashed before Lin Mu's eyes, and she turned and walked towards the bedroom, not forgetting to glare at him as her hair brushed against the door frame.

Lin Mu watched her retreating figure, a faint smile unconsciously appearing on his lips. He then got up and walked back to his room.

Inside the bedroom, Lin Mu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the shimmering neon lights under the night sky of Jiangcheng.

His heart was in turmoil, not from agitation, but from a frantic urge to prove his feelings for her.

He habitually flicked his cigarette case, and a cigarette flew precisely into his lips.

Just as a faint flame ignited at his fingertips, he suddenly stopped.

The next second, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw the whole pack into the trash can.

He leaned against the headboard and murmured softly, "Mountain climbing... or maybe I won't go..."

After a moment of silence, he sighed softly, "I think I should sleep until I naturally wake up. After all, it's the last day at the academy."

As if suddenly remembering something, he moved swiftly and picked up the bouquet of champagne roses from the bedside table.

He gently pulled out the card inside, and two lines of hasty but warm handwriting instantly caught his eye:

Lin Mu, I misunderstood you. I apologize. Please don't be angry with me anymore, okay?

Su Nianhe's heart will always belong to Lin Mu.

His smile deepened as he gently traced the words "Forever Belongs" with his fingertips, murmuring softly, "The handwriting is still so messy. What a silly woman."

After saying that, he took out an exquisite wooden box from the drawer and carefully put the card inside, afraid of damaging it even a little.

After doing all this, he lay back down on the bed with a smile on his face.

The moment the lights went out, there was a soft "click," and the bedroom door was quietly pushed open.

Lin Mu's eyes widened slightly as he looked up, his voice gentle yet tinged with doubt: "I said goodnight, and I gave a goodnight kiss... so why are you here again?"

"I've been thinking about it, and I think we should add another item later." Su Nianhe walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her.

Under his gaze, her graceful figure walked towards him step by step.

Reaching the bedside, she twirled and slipped into the covers, her long, snow-white legs casually draped over Lin Mu's lap, her delicate hands lightly resting on his chest, her cheek pressed against his shoulder.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and her voice was soft and sweet: "Lin Mu, let's sleep in each other's arms."

Lin Mu's body trembled slightly, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down, became chaotic again.

He turned his head slightly to look at the delicate body in his arms, paused for three seconds, and then said, "Su Nianhe, this is really not right, it's too fast."

"Can you... wait until I like you before doing this?"

"We should proceed step by step."

"Shut up, I'm sleepy."

Su Nianhe's voice grew softer and softer, her breathing gradually becoming steady, as if she were about to fall asleep at any moment. "If you dare to push me away, I will be angry. If I am angry, you won't be able to sleep."

Lin Mu was taken aback, then asked earnestly in a soft voice, "I don't understand, why would you get angry over something like this?"

"Are women made by getting angry?"

"puff--"

Su Nianhe couldn't help but chuckle softly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She rubbed her cheek against his earlobe again until her warm breath brushed against his earlobe before stopping: "You seem like a curious baby who doesn't know anything."

She paused, then murmured, "I had decided to hate you before I woke up, but I can't help but like you."

"I'm so sleepy, time for bed~"

A few seconds later, Su Nianhe's breathing became completely steady.

Lin Mu gently pulled the blanket up for her, feeling a strange impulse.

He wanted to wake her up now and then [pull himself down] once.

But looking at her profile as she slept, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, he gave up and secretly decided in his heart: next time!

Next time, we must take the initiative to knock it down! We can't keep putting it off!

This feeling of "not really liking" is very unpleasant.

A few minutes later, his breathing also became steady, and as he turned over, he unconsciously hugged her delicate body even tighter.

Su Nianhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, a faint smile appeared on her lips, and she snuggled closer to him, her soft body pressing against him even more tightly.

……

10:00am.

Saint Capital, Sun and Moon Cafe.

On the first floor, tourists who had come from far and wide had already formed a long queue. The humming of the coffee machines and the chatter of people mingled together, making it as lively as a market.

The atmosphere inside the three-story office was unusually heavy.

Zhao Shanhe sat in the main seat, with Chen Yong and Lu Mingzai on either side.

The three of them looked at a landscape painting that covered the long table and fell silent.

The marks circled in red on the map look like striking exclamation marks.