After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

She stared wide-eyed at the banana in her hand; it really did look very similar.

Her face turned red all the way down to her hairline.

Seeing her reaction, Qi Wenshen reached out and put his arm around her waist, his hand on her side, his fingers tightening slightly.

Shen Ruo glanced nervously upstairs. Her aunt's door was still closed, but what if she suddenly came out?

"Be serious, your aunt will see you later."

Shen Ruo lowered her voice and nudged his hand.

Qi Wenshen didn't let go. "She won't be down for a while. Did you hear her hang up the phone?"

Shen Ruo listened intently and indeed heard voices coming from upstairs.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but only half of it.

Because Qi Wenshen's hand was still on her waist, and his thumb had already started circling her waist. Even through the thin T-shirt, the sensation was so clear that it made her lower back go numb.

Shen Ruo's heart jumped.

She knew all too well what this man was capable of doing on the sofa.

She was afraid that Qi Wenshen would push her down on the sofa again.

She turned her head to look at him, and his gaze was fixed on her face. She knew that look all too well—the calm before the storm.

Shen Ruo swallowed hard, shifted her body, trying to break free from his embrace, her voice a little strained, "I...I'll go back to my room first."

Will Qi Wenshen let her leave so easily?

of course not.

He suddenly pulled his hand away from her waist, and Shen Ruo was pulled down onto the sofa, her back sinking into the soft cushions. Before her were his chest pressing down on her and his face so close to hers.

Qi Wenshen braced himself on both sides of her with one knee on the sofa, trapping her between himself and the sofa back.

She instinctively reached out and braced herself against his chest, but the force was so weak it felt like she was just touching him; she couldn't move him at all.

Shen Ruo stammered, "My aunt is going on a trip tomorrow, so it'll just be the two of us."

The meaning behind the words is very clear.

Starting tomorrow, this home will belong to both of them.

There's no need to worry about Auntie suddenly coming downstairs, no need to be seen, and no need to sneak around.

You can do whatever you want.

Qi Wenshen naturally understood the meaning behind her words.

Tomorrow, there will be plenty of time and space to do anything.

However, he didn't want to miss any opportunity to kiss her.

Because his heart was already fluttering when he put his arm around Shen Ruo's waist.

The small mouth in front of him was slightly open due to nervousness, and the breath he exhaled brushed against his chin, carrying a faint sweet fragrance. Like an aphrodisiac, it penetrated his skin, traveled up his blood vessels, and reached his brain, burning away all his reason.

Forget about tomorrow, forget about later, forget about enduring it, he wants to kiss me right now.

He lowered his head and expertly covered her lips with his.

Shen Ruo made a sound of humming, her hands sliding from his chest to his shoulders, and then from his shoulders to his back, wrapping herself around him like a snake.

She couldn't help but hug him back as he pressed against her waist, her hands stroking his sexy back, feeling the lines of his back muscles through his T-shirt.

The two struggled for a while, and the temperature in the air rose higher and higher.

Shen Ruo felt Qi Wenshen's hand slide from her waist to her lower abdomen, and then from her lower abdomen to the edge of her pants.

His fingers hooked onto the thin elastic band, his fingertips already half an inch inside, touching the soft skin below her abdomen.

With the last shred of her reason, Shen Ruo grabbed his hand.

She was panting, her voice broken, "Here...no...wait for Auntie...what if she comes down..."

"She won't come down."

Qi Wenshen's voice muffled in the crook of her neck, carrying a hoarseness that came from being burned by desire.

"What if?"

Shen Ruo persisted.

Qi Wenshen raised his head and looked into her eyes.

There was a thin layer of moisture in those eyes, from being kissed.

Her face was flushed, her lips were a little swollen, and she looked absolutely gorgeous.

He lowered his head and kissed her collarbone, then kissed it again.

Shen Ruo bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.

She pushed his shoulder, this time a little harder than before, she really pushed.

Because she was really afraid that her aunt would come out and see.

"Just bear with it for now, tomorrow. Auntie is leaving tomorrow, and then..."

Qi Wenshen buried his head in the crook of her neck and remained still.

A few seconds later, he rolled over, got off her, lay down on the sofa next to her, put one hand on his forehead, and looked at the ceiling.

The living room was quiet for a moment.

Qi Wenshen's voice drifted over from the other end of the sofa, as if squeezed out between his teeth, "I can't stand it anymore. I endured enough last night, and I finally waited until today, only to be forced to endure it again."

Shen Ruo turned her head to look at him, reached out and touched his face, her fingers sliding from his cheekbone to his chin, then from his chin to his Adam's apple and pausing for a moment.

"Just for one night. You can do whatever you want tomorrow."

Shen Ruo coaxed him in a sweet voice.

Qi Wenshen turned his head to look at her, his eyes filled with fire and resentment.

He watched Shen Ruo's undulating curves, closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, the flame had shrunk a little, but it hadn't gone out.

"Tomorrow night, no one can stop me."

Shen Ruo gave a soft "hmm," a sound so gentle and sweet that it made his heart flutter, so sweet that it made him want to overturn his previous decision.

Qi Wenshen's hands started to wander again.

He reached up from her waist, his fingertips tracing the curves of her body inch by inch.

Shen Ruo gritted her teeth, trying not to make a sound, but soft humming still escaped from her throat, weak and intermittent.

Her body went limp in his hands, sinking into the sofa cushions, too weak to even lift her arms.

A door opened upstairs.

Shen Ruo jumped up as if she had been electrocuted, pushed Qi Wenshen away, quickly sat up straight, picked up her phone from the coffee table, and pretended to look at the screen.

Qi Wenshen was pushed to the side by her, sat up, raised his hand to tidy his hair, and his expression returned to its usual indifferent state, no different from any other night when he sat in the living room.

But his breathing was a little heavy.

Shen Yulan's footsteps came from the stairs.

Shen Ruo looked down at her phone. The screen was black, and she was looking at her own reflection in the black screen. Her face was flushed, her hair was messy, and her lips were swollen.

She quickly ran her fingers through her hair, pursed her lips, and tried to make it look normal.

Shen Yulan walked into the living room, glanced at the two of them, and said, "You're still sitting here? I'd like some milk, would you like some?"

"I don't want to drink it, Auntie, I'll help you."

Shen Ruo stood up, her legs were a little weak, and she almost lost her balance.

Qi Wenshen took the banana she hadn't finished, took a bite, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and looked towards the kitchen.

The two of them said something and then laughed.

He turned and went upstairs, closed the door, and closed his eyes briefly.

His mind was filled with the image of her gritting her teeth to keep herself from making a sound, and then lying limp and weak beneath him.

He looked down and glanced at himself.

Qi Wen took a deep breath, turned around, and went into the bathroom.