A pampered young lady from a wealthy family is reborn, choosing a rich wife over a rich man.

When Meng Zhixue came out of the beauty salon, she looked radiant, glowing, and full of energy.

At that time, she was young and beautiful; youth was her greatest asset.

The bright summer sun shone down on the street.

The leaves of the roadside trees were slightly curled by the sun, and the air was filled with a mixture of heat waves and hot air from the air conditioner units.

Instead of rushing home, she found a well-regarded Sichuan restaurant nearby, sat down by the window, ordered a boiled fish and a bowl of ice jelly, and prepared to have a quiet lunch.

The air conditioning in the shop was on full blast, keeping out the summer heat from outside.

When the spicy boiled fish was served, the red oil was still gently bubbling in the bowl.

The aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and dried chilies was released by the hot oil, wafting towards her and making her cough softly. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, her mouth watering.

She picked up a piece of fish, blew on it, and put it in her mouth. The fish was tender and smooth, and the spiciness slowly melted on her tongue. The aftertaste was so strong that she quickly drank a sip of ice jelly to calm it down.

The ice jelly is sweet and has a fragrant aroma of dried osmanthus flowers.

As she was eating, a clear and gentle voice suddenly came from beside her: "Miss Meng, what a coincidence, you're eating here too."

She looked up and saw Ying Shunian standing by the table.

He wore a light gray short-sleeved shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms, revealing a pair of slender, fair forearms. His refined, scholarly air dispelled the summer heat.

His gaze fell on her face, his eyes carrying a perfectly timed surprise and amusement, as if it were truly just a chance encounter.

Meng Zhixue blinked but didn't reply.

I want to see how he continues.

"Miss Meng, are you alone?" Ying Shunian asked again.

Meng Zhixue watched him perform quietly, unable to suppress a smile, and nodded: "Yes, alone."

Ying Shunian glanced at the empty seat opposite her, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Miss Meng, would it be convenient for us to share a table?"

"The restaurant is too crowded, the wait might be long, and I'm in a bit of a rush..."

His tone was natural, as if he were genuinely feeling helpless, as if he really just needed a place to eat.

Meng Zhixue looked at him for two seconds, then wanted to laugh again.

She nodded. "Please sit down."

Ying Shunian immediately smiled and replied, "Okay, thank you."

He sat down opposite her, called the waiter, and ordered a serving of spicy blood curd and a bowl of cold noodles.

The two ate face-to-face, and he didn't deliberately try to find topics to talk about.

We chatted occasionally about whether the restaurant's dishes suited our tastes, and sometimes we'd mention how hot the weather was. The atmosphere wasn't exactly lively, but it was alright.

Meng Zhixue rubbed her arms; there was a draft right above her head, and the air conditioning made her feel a little cold.

Ying Shunian quickly asked, "Would you like to switch seats with me?"

Meng Zhixue was too lazy to move, so she shook her head and said, "Never mind, we're almost done eating anyway."

Upon hearing this, Ying Shunian looked down at himself.

He was only wearing a shirt on his upper body. If he took it off and gave it to her, it wouldn't be elegant, but he felt she would definitely mind that his clothes weren't clean...

After all, it's a man you don't know well wearing your clothes close to your skin, so it's bound to make you a little sweaty. How could you not mind?

Ying Shunian simply gave up.

As they were almost finished eating, he casually asked, "Miss Meng, do you have any plans for later?"

"I haven't decided yet," Meng Zhixue answered truthfully.

Ying Shunian smiled and invited, "If it's convenient for you, I'd like to treat you to a cup of fruit tea as a thank you for sharing the table with me."

"I know a good movie that's been released recently. If you have enough time, we can go see it. It's on me."

Meng Zhixue raised her clear and charming almond-shaped eyes to look at him, making his handsome face flush.

"I... I didn't mean anything by it..." Ying Shunian said, "Something happened at my studio, and I'm not in a good mood, so I wanted to invite you... If it's not convenient for you, that's fine with me."

Meng Zhixue didn't speak, she just looked at him.

She watched as Ying Shunian's handsome face grew redder and redder, until even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, before she smiled and looked away.

"Okay, I'm free this afternoon anyway, let's go see a movie together," she said.

"Good, good!" Ying Shunian was both surprised and delighted, her clear phoenix eyes shining brightly.

……

The air conditioning in the movie theater was turned up even higher.

Ying Shunian chose a romance film that had just been released and had received very good ratings and positive reviews.

There weren't many people in the movie theater, so they chose seats towards the back of the middle, where there weren't many people around.

The screen was bright, the music was soothing, and the male and female protagonists met on a summer night street. The streetlights cast long shadows of the two of them, creating a delicate and poetic scene.

Meng Zhixue was initially quite engrossed in the story, but as the plot progressed and the male and female leads grew closer, kissing and bed scenes unfolded several times in succession...

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Then, she felt her hand being gently held.

Ying Shunian's fingers were long and slightly cool, and he held her with a firm but not too strong grip, as if testing her reaction.

She glanced down at their clasped hands, then looked up at him.

Eyes facing each other.

He looked at her nervously, the light from the screen flickering in his eyes like shimmering spots on water, as if she were asking for his opinion.

Perhaps seeing that she did not quickly withdraw her hand, he suddenly leaned forward, approaching her in the dim light, his nose almost touching hers.

He didn't speak, he just looked at her.

After taking a deep look at her, his breathing suddenly became hot and heavy, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips forcefully.

His lips were soft, and his breath was clean and fresh, but he didn't know how to kiss yet.

Once the lips are pressed together, nothing else matters.

Meng Zhixue's mischievous thoughts, and the idea of ​​"I'll see what else you want to do," vanished the moment he kissed her.

wrong.

not good.

She subconsciously made a "hmm" sound, wanting him to back down, but the moment she opened her mouth, she gave him an opportunity.

The man's warm tongue parted her lips and teeth, with a gentle yet irresistible force, eagerly hooking her tongue.

In an instant, she felt her breathing become erratic.

Despite the strong air conditioning in the movie theater, she felt as if she had been thrown onto a street baked by the summer sun.

My cheeks felt hot in a second.

"Ying Shunian..." she whispered.

"Mmm." Ying Shunian responded, but showed no intention of backing away. He lowered his eyes to observe the expression on her face while slowly kissing her lips.

Even his hands remained well-behaved, not kneading at all.

Meng Zhixue: "..."

This guy!

This guy!

How come he's even more proactive than he was in his second life?

Back then, at least he would politely ask, "Can I stick out my tongue?"

Now look what's happened, they didn't even ask, they just went ahead and did it...