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Zhou Ai embraced Chu Yi tightly, and the two remained in that position for an unknown amount of time, the sound of rain outside the window seemingly becoming background noise.

Chu Yi heard Zhou Ai's slightly hoarse voice above her head, "So... is this your answer?"

The person in his arms still did not respond.

From the very beginning, Chu Yi displayed an ostrich-like attitude, burying her face deep in Zhou Ai's chest.

No matter how Zhou Ai asked, he remained silent. Only his ears, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, confirmed to Zhou Ai that he was listening, and that he was listening very clearly.

Zhou Ai felt both annoyed and amused. He reached out and gently pushed Chu Yi's head, trying to get him to look up.

As a result, he couldn't push it at all. When he tried to push, Chu Yi also tried to push, but it only made them stick even tighter and refused to get up no matter what.

"Teacher Chu," Zhou Ai chuckled helplessly, her tone full of doting and teasing, "How come I never realized before that you were so good at cheating?"

He abandoned the idea of ​​pushing him away, and instead gently rubbed Chu Yi's soft hair with his large hand, letting the fluffy head continue to stay in his arms.

Hearing Zhou Ai address her as "Teacher Chu" in such a teasing tone, yet with such seriousness, Chu Yi felt as if all the blood in her body was rushing to her head, making her unbearably hot.

Zhou Ai, however, had no intention of letting him off easily.

He lowered his head, his warm lips brushing against Chu Yi's flushed earlobe, his voice low and breathy, "How much longer are you going to hold me, Teacher Chu? Hmm?"

The warm breath mixed with the deep, lingering tone penetrated Chu Yi's sensitive ear canal, instantly sending a tingling heat through his body, causing him to tremble slightly.

"Don't call me..." Chu Yi buried his face even deeper, a muffled voice coming from his chest.

"What did I call you?" Zhou Ai pretended to be stupid, her lips almost brushing against his earlobe.

"Call me by my name." Chu Yi's voice was even softer, almost a mumble.

"Okay." Zhou Ai deliberately drew out the words, a mischievous smile on her face, and clearly uttered two words: "Good boy."

Those two words seemed to have a magical power; Chu Yi's body stiffened abruptly, and the next second she sprang up from his arms like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Who told you to call me that! Shut up!"

"Can't I call you that?" Zhou Ai asked innocently, but a sly glint flashed in her eyes. "Isn't 'Guaiguai' your nickname?"

He deliberately changed his words, making it sound perfectly natural.

Chu Yi's face instantly turned even redder, like a ripe tomato, and she stammered as she tried to retort, "You... what are you yelling about!"

But looking at Zhou Ai's shameless expression that said, "I'll call you, what can you do to me?", he knew he couldn't win the argument, so he simply gave up, grabbed the soft wool blanket next to the sofa, and covered his face with it, hiding himself completely.

He couldn't even look Zhou Ai in the eye now; her eyes were too bright, her smile too wicked, making his heart race and leaving him completely disoriented.

Zhou Ai watched as Chu Yi quickly retreated into his "shell" again, finding it incredibly adorable. He reached out to pull off the blanket, but Chu Yi was also inside, gripping the edge tightly with his hands, the two secretly competing with each other.

"What if you get really frustrated?" Zhou Ai asked worriedly.

"I won't get sick from holding it in." A muffled, stubborn voice came from under the blanket.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Ai's voice rose at the end, carrying obvious doubt.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Ai stopped pulling at the edge of the blanket. Instead, she aimed carefully and deftly reached under the blanket with one hand, precisely grabbing Chu Yi's wrists, which were tightly gripping the edge of the blanket.

With a gentle pull, he pinned Chu Yi's wrists together and pressed them over her head, while simultaneously tearing off the blanket separating them with his other hand.

Chu Yi's 1.8-meter height is no match for Zhou Ai's nearly 1.9-meter height and noticeably larger frame; in terms of strength, he is completely outmatched.

Zhou Ai barely exerted any effort, easily subduing him with one hand.

Suddenly exposed to light and air, Chu Yi opened her eyes wide in alarm, meeting Zhou Ai's smiling gaze.

"Chu Yi, can't you behave yourself?"

Without the blanket to cover her, Chu Yi felt completely exposed and extremely insecure, especially with her wrists restrained and facing Zhou Ai face to face.

He closed his eyes in despair, his long eyelashes trembling violently with tension and shame.

Zhou Ai chuckled, finding his "ready to die" demeanor quite amusing.

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on Chu Yi's burning cheek.

Sure enough, the next second, Chu Yi opened her eyes abruptly as if she had been burned, looking at him in surprise, her eyes filled with "Why did you kiss me again?"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ai retorted matter-of-factly, a smile playing on her lips. "Can't I kiss my boyfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chu Yi's voice rose eight octaves as if she had been stepped on, and her wrist struggled, but was held even tighter.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Ai pressed closer, her gaze fixed intently on him. "Boyfriend? Hmm?"

He deliberately repeated the title, watching the blush on Chu Yi's face quickly spread to her neck.

Chu Yi never expected Zhou Ai to play the "boyfriend" card so directly. His brain went blank, his CPU burned out, and he was completely unable to have a normal conversation with this person who didn't play by the rules.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word; all that remained were rapid breathing and a frantically pounding heart.

Seeing Chu Yi's completely stunned expression, Zhou Ai finally couldn't help but chuckle softly. He released his grip and gently rubbed Chu Yi's wrist, which had been marked with red welts, with his fingertips before speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Teacher Chu, how much longer are you going to keep up this act? I've received your answer. I've made up my mind about you. You're not getting away from me in this lifetime."

Zhou Ai thought that faced with such a straightforward confession, even if Chu Yi was shy, she would at least be a little touched. Perhaps she would blush and rush into his arms, or at least give him a light kiss in response.

He had even slightly opened his arms, ready to welcome him.

However, what he received was Chu Yi slightly turning her head away from his burning gaze, looking at him with her eyes, still slightly moist and appearing incredibly innocent, and hesitantly asking in a low voice:

"It's raining outside...aren't you going home?"

"..."

Zhou Ai's enthusiasm was as if a bucket of cold water with ice shards had been poured over her head, instantly chilling her to the bone.

He stared at Chu Yi, hardly believing his ears.

Is this person made of wood? Or is their heart made of stone?

He was showering her with affection and making vows of eternal love, but all she cared about was whether he should go home because of the rain.

Seeing Chu Yi's wet and seemingly innocent appearance, yet his words were as hard as a rock, constantly pushing him away, Zhou Ai felt a surge of anger mixed with grievance.

"Chu Yi!" Zhou Ai raised her voice, her tone laced with gritted teeth, "Do you believe me or not...?"

He wanted to say something harsh, like, "Believe me or not, I'll carry you home right now," or "Believe me or not, I'll kiss you until you forget it's raining."

But as soon as the harsh words were on the tip of his tongue, Zhou Ai's heart softened when he saw Chu Yi's shoulders shrank slightly because of his volume.

His harsh words terrified the person he had finally managed to get close to, and he was the one who ended up suffering the consequences.

How embarrassing!

Zhou Ai swallowed the rest of her harsh words and sighed helplessly.

He suddenly leaned in, with a hint of punishment but not too much of a slap, and quickly gave that pair of lips that were saying those annoying words a "pop," making a crisp sound.

After the kiss, seeing Chu Yi's eyes widen instantly and her cheeks flush red, he felt the stifling feeling in his heart dissipate a little. He then threw down a harsh remark, seemingly to save face:

"If you get away again, I'll change my surname from Zhou!"

After saying that, as if to prove that he really "kept his word," but not wanting to linger and annoy people, he stood up nimbly.

First, he squatted down and carefully picked up the albums that had been scattered all over the floor due to the "accident," one by one. He brushed away the non-existent dust with his fingers and then neatly stacked them on the smooth top cover of the piano.

After doing all that, he went to the kitchen, poured Chu Yi another glass of warm water, placed it on the coffee table within easy reach of him, and said in a stern tone, "Drink it."

Then, he slowly put on his coat, straightened his collar, and gave off the air of "I'm leaving, but I'm not being kicked out by you. I'm leaving because I've finished my business."

He reached the door, grasped the doorknob, paused, and looked back at the sofa.

Chu Yi had already wrapped herself up in the thick wool blanket again, revealing only a flushed face and a pair of clear eyes. Like a wary yet obedient cat, she was curled up in the corner of the sofa, secretly watching him.

Their eyes met briefly in the air.

Chu Yi looked as if he had been burned, and immediately looked away in a panic, pretending to look out the window, but his bright red ears betrayed him.

The slight annoyance Zhou Ai felt at being "chased away" vanished instantly upon seeing Chu Yi's expression, and his heart softened completely. He almost couldn't resist turning back to scoop the "cat" into his arms and rub it again.

But he knew it wouldn't work.

Chu Yi appears aloof and easy to talk to, but in reality, he has a strong inner defense and is unyielding to both soft and hard approaches.

If you push him too hard, he might completely retreat into his shell; if you don't push him, he can always maintain a safe distance from you.

Tonight's progress has far exceeded expectations. He can't be greedy; he has to give this frightened "cat" some time to process and adapt on its own.

So, Zhou Ai tried hard to suppress the smile on her lips, pretending to keep a cold expression, and said in as calm a tone as possible:

"I'm going back now, you should get some rest."

After saying that, he turned the doorknob, stepped out, and gently closed the door behind him.

The moment the door closed, it shut out the sounds of the wind and rain outside, and also shut out the person who had just stirred up his tranquil spring.

Zhou Ai leaned against the cold wall, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to touch his lips. There seemed to be a lingering soft touch and warmth from Chu Yi's lips. He couldn't help but chuckle.

Inside the door, after hearing it close, Chu Yi slowly and deeply let out a sigh of relief, her tense body finally relaxing. She raised her hand, her fingertips gently touching the spot where Zhou Ai had just kissed her, and her cheeks began to burn again.

He took a deep breath and buried himself even deeper into the soft blanket, as if that would hide all his out-of-control heartbeats and burning emotions.

The rain pattered outside the window, but in his world, something seemed to have quietly changed.

Zhou Ai got into the driver's seat, closed the door, and shut out the pattering rain outside. The faint fragrance of the bouquet of roses he had brought with him still lingered in the car, mixed with Chu Yi's clean and refreshing aura, making his heart still race.

He didn't start the car immediately. Instead, he leaned back in his seat, reliving everything that had just happened in the apartment. His lips curled up uncontrollably into a huge, silly smile.

The immense joy and excitement urgently needed an outlet.

He almost couldn't wait to pull out his phone, ignoring that it was already midnight, and dialed Xu Yang's number directly.

The phone rang seven or eight times before being answered. Xu Yang's hoarse voice, heavy with sleepiness and impatience, came through the other end: "Hey... my little darling, do you even know what time it is? You'd better have something really terrible happen..."

Zhou Ai completely ignored his complaints, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement and joy, practically shouting into the microphone, "Brother Yang! I'm in love!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Xu Yang's even more speechless, almost broken voice: "...That's it? You woke me up at midnight just to tell me this?! Zhou Ai! I've been your slave all day, and I don't even deserve a good night's sleep?! So what if you're in a relationship?! I know you'll be in one sooner or later! But could you at least tell me at a mortal time?!"

Zhou Ai wasn't angry at being yelled at; she still smiled broadly, as if Xu Yang's outburst was just background music.

He waited until Xu Yang finished venting before slowly continuing, with a hint of mischievous triumph, "There's one more thing."

Xu Yang took a deep breath on the other end of the line, suppressing the urge to hang up, and asked through gritted teeth, "...What is it? Tell me quickly! I'm going to sleep after that!"

Zhou Ai held his phone, his smile growing deeper, tinged with a roguish air and obvious smugness.

As he listened to Xu Yang's complaints, he slowly reached out and pressed the control button for the driver's side window.

The car window rolled down silently, and the damp, cold winter wind rushed in, ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.

Just as the car window was completely rolled down, Zhou Ai turned her head and looked precisely at the dark bushes in the green belt not far to her left.

There, a figure dressed in dark clothes, holding a telephoto camera, was stiffly in a pose of taking a candid photo, clearly not expecting the target to suddenly roll down the car window and have a blatant "eye contact".

The paparazzi were clearly startled; they almost dropped their cameras.

Zhou Ai was not surprised at all. He even smiled in that direction with a very natural and provocative air, revealing a handsome smile that was still dazzling in the night.

Then, he turned his attention back to his phone and, in a casual tone, as if discussing tomorrow's weather, spoke to Xu Yang, who was still waiting for the next line:

"Oh, it's just... I think my relationship was filmed."

"..." A deathly silence fell on the other end of the phone.

"Alright, Yang, I'm driving now. The roads are slippery in the rain, so be careful. Don't miss me too much, goodnight."

After saying that, he hung up the phone before Xu Yang could react and casually tossed the phone onto the passenger seat.

He looked at the paparazzi outside the window again, waved to him this time, and gave him an even brighter smile before slowly rolling up the car window to shut out the cold wind and chaos outside.

The engine started, and the car smoothly drove out of the parking lot. Zhou Ai looked at the paparazzi's figure still standing there in the rearview mirror, the smile on her lips never fading.

Actually, when he came out of Genting Highlands, he noticed the paparazzi. When he shielded Chu Yi from the wind, he was also blocking the camera from shooting him.

It's one thing for him to be photographed, but the bottom line is that Chu Yi shouldn't be publicly criticized.

Were you photographed?

But now is just right.

He had just confirmed his feelings for Chu Yi and was worried about not having the opportunity to announce his ownership to the world.

Of course, everything should be done step by step, and you shouldn't scare the easily frightened "cat" at home.