Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

"Want some more?" Ling Luo asked.

Gu Yang shook his head, then slumped contentedly on the sofa, like a cat that had eaten and drunk its fill.

"I'm not eating anymore, or I won't be able to walk."

Ling Luo hummed in agreement, then reached out and put her arm around his waist to make him lean more securely against her.

Only one floor lamp was on in the living room, casting a warm yellow glow over the two of them. The rich aroma of durian mixed with the faint scent of shower gel, creating a peaceful and intimate atmosphere.

Gu Yang lazily raised his eyelids, looked at the unopened keyboard box on the coffee table, and couldn't help but chuckle mischievously.

"Hey, when are we going to kneel?"

Ling Luo followed his gaze, then turned back to look at him, her eyes showing no emotion.

"Now?"

"Pfft," Gu Yang was amused by his serious expression. "Alright, alright, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll just remember this for now. If you do it again, you'll be punished for both offenses."

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He was just saying it; he would never actually make Ling Luo kneel on a keyboard.

Ling Luo didn't speak, but lowered her head and gently brushed her nose against his cheek. Her warm breath tickled his skin.

Gu Yang shrank back and nudged him, "What are you doing?"

"Yang Bao," Ling Luo's voice was low, "we haven't had sex in a long time."

"Hmm?" Gu Yang blinked. "Serves you right."

"Are you willing to part with it?"

"I didn't take a shower."

"I'll help you."

Ling Luo picked the person up horizontally and carried them steadily into the spacious shower room, then turned on the showerhead.

The rushing water drowned out all other subtle sounds.

......

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door was finally opened from the inside.

Gu Yang's cheeks were flushed with an unnatural redness, and he looked like a boiled shrimp, slumped limply on Ling Luo's shoulder, too lazy to even move a finger.

Ling Luo gently placed him on the soft bed, pulled the blanket over him, and then turned to get the hairdryer.

"I can do it myself..." Gu Yang mumbled weakly.

Ling Luo ignored him, plugged in the power, turned on the lowest setting of the warm air, and began to patiently dry his hair.

A warm breeze caressed his scalp, and his fingers gently ran through his hair, making Gu Yang feel so comfortable that he drifted off to sleep.

Seeing this, Ling Luo said softly, "Let's go out tomorrow."

Gu Yang perked up and sat up a little straighter from his lap: "Where are we going? A date?"

"Hmm," Ling Luo replied, "Are you going or not?"

"Go ahead, hehe, since it's a date, I should dress nicely." Gu said, gesturing, "Go pick out some clothes for me."

"Alright, young master."

The next day, the two got into Li Mingjun's car and set off.

Instead of heading towards the city center, the car drove towards the suburbs.

In winter, the scenery in the suburbs of Beijing is somewhat bleak, with bare tree branches pointing towards the gray sky.

Gu Yang was curious and kept looking at the environment outside the car. Ling Luo, unusually, did not read documents or work in the car, but just quietly watched Gu Yang.

The car eventually stopped at the entrance of what looked like a private estate.

The wrought iron gate was tightly closed, and security personnel stood at the entrance.

Ling Luo rolled down the car window and handed over a card.

After the security personnel checked the identity, they gave a respectful salute, and the gate slowly opened.

"Where is this?" Gu Yang looked at the neatly manicured gardens and the buildings in the distance with some surprise.

"Fu Cong's private estate is very quiet."

"Dr. Fu? He's that rich."

The car stopped in front of a small building. Ling Luo led Gu Yang inside. Sure enough, there was no one inside, but everything was spotless.

"What are we doing here?" Gu Yang looked around; the place seemed to have been cleared out specifically for them.

Ling Luo didn't answer, but instead pulled him through the small building and into the garden behind it.

There is a huge glass greenhouse in the garden, which is warm and spring-like inside and filled with all kinds of flowers, and even a few fruit trees.

In the center of the greenhouse was a small round table and two rattan chairs.

"Sit down." Ling Luo pulled out a chair for him.

Gu Yang sat down and looked at the scene before him, feeling uneasy.

This is too formal. What exactly is Ling Luo trying to do?

Ling Luo sat down opposite him, poured him a glass of water as usual, then took out a document from her laptop bag, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Gu Yang.

Gu Yang looked down and was stunned by the bold characters on the cover.

Agreement on Proposed Guardian

"...This..." Gu Yang looked up at him, and suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling in his heart, a little flustered.

He learned about these things after he got together with Ling Luo.

For the two of them, this thing was like a marriage certificate.

Ling Luo's voice was calm as she looked at Gu Yang, her eyes sparkling. "Yang Bao, this is the agreement for the intended guardian. Once you sign it, you will be my first-in-line intended guardian, and all decisions regarding my medical care, property, and personal affairs will be in your hands."

"I..." Gu Yang bit his lip, picked up the document. It was very thin, only a few pages long, but it felt so heavy that he could hardly hold it.

"Open it and take a look."

Gu Yang took a deep breath and turned to the first page.

The clauses were all in legal jargon, which he only vaguely understood, but the core meaning was crystal clear to him.

The agreement stipulates that Party A, Lingluo, voluntarily designates Party B, Guyang, as his intended guardian. When Party A falls into a coma or loses all or part of his civil capacity due to illness, accident, or other reasons, Party B will act as his first-priority guardian and fulfill his guardianship duties.

The scope of guardianship includes, but is not limited to: deciding on the client's medical treatment plan, taking care of the client's life, and... disposing of and inheriting all of the client's property.

Gu Yang's fingertips felt a little cold.

"Ling Luo, why didn't you tell me? You caught me completely unprepared."

"Yang Bao, in my world, you never need to prepare," Ling Luo looked at him with a smile in her eyes. "You should know the nature of my job. I can't take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get that marriage certificate. So this agreement is the strongest protection I can think of for you and myself within the existing legal framework."

Gu Yang's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Yangbao, are you willing?"

"You...you bastard!" Gu Yang cried and cursed him.

Ling Luo smiled, knelt on one knee, took out a velvet box from her pocket, opened it, and pushed it in front of him.

Inside, a pair of men's wedding rings lay quietly.

"Didn't you give me a ring?"

"They're different. That one was a birthday present, while this one is an engagement ring."

Ling Luo took out the ring and asked again, "Mr. Gu Yang, are you willing... to become my legal guardian in the future, and to share everything with me, including my life, wealth, honor, and all the risks that may come your way?"

Gu Yang looked at the ring on her finger, and tears fell again, landing on Ling Luo's hand.

He nodded vigorously, his voice thick with nasal tone, yet utterly resolute.

"I do."

Ling Luo took his left hand and slowly slipped the ring onto his ring finger.

Just the right size.