In a moment of impulse, I forcibly kissed my brother's best friend.

Cui Yutang entered her residence for the first time.

From the moment I stepped into the courtyard, my eyes never stopped.

I looked at every corner very carefully and attentively, and found it all quite fascinating.

There was an old pear tree in the courtyard, its branches and leaves lush and its blossoms as white as snow. A thick branch stretched over the wall, the very spot where she often climbed over to meet him in secret. A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

This tree is quite sensible; it's good.

Thinking about being able to enter her boudoir later... well, I can't think about it anymore.

Yige will be angry.

Since Xie Yige was at home, she had changed into a light and comfortable white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a high waist. The edging of the chest was embroidered with light gold pear blossoms, outlining a stunning curve. Her long hair was thick and cascading, held up only by a simple jade hairpin, with a few strands falling around her cheeks.

She rested her elbows on the table, her fingers lightly supporting her temples, exuding a languid and alluring beauty.

As Cui Yutang stepped through the door, his throat tightened at the sight he saw.

Terrible.

But something seems wrong—let's observe further.

Xie Yige sat on the couch, her beautiful eyes glaring at Cui Yutang as he stepped across the threshold. Dressed in snow-white robes, he appeared even more refined and otherworldly. Today, this man looked even more like a femme fatale, and Xie Yige's anger involuntarily rose two points higher.

"Yige?" he called out cautiously, unsure if he could go forward, his foot stuck at the doorway.

"Cui Yutang, are you going to keep talking to me from this far away tonight?"

Oh no, something terrible has happened.

Cui Yutang immediately strode forward and smoothly squatted down at her feet, looking up at her nervously.

"Yige, I know I was wrong. Can you tell me what I did wrong? I'll correct it right away."

Xie Yige looked at the face so close to hers—a straight nose, slightly parted thin lips, and deep eyes full of sincerity and innocence. The anger that had been building up all day inexplicably subsided somewhat on its own.

"Hmm." She cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound serious. "First, explain what's going on between you and Liu Yunren, young master Liu?"

"Liu Yunren?" He paused for a moment, then asked, "From the Grand Tutor's residence?"

"We were classmates at the Imperial Academy, but we weren't very close. After I went to Donglin City, we became even less close." He looked at her, his gaze frank. "What's wrong?"

Xie Yige narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, her fingers tapping lightly on the table, revealing a dangerous aura.

"Not familiar with her? Think about it again."

Good heavens, I've hardly ever interacted with this person, why would he want to harm me?

Cui Yutang had unspeakable suffering.

His mind raced, recalling details he had once taken for granted.

"Oh—" He suddenly remembered, "Once, he was being bullied by some classmates from the Imperial Academy. I happened to pass by and said a few words in his defense, which dispersed those people... Does that count?"

"and then?"

"And then, that was it."

His eyes were calm, yet also held a hint of innocence and grievance.

Seeing his appearance, Xie Yige's heart softened immediately.

"And what's wrong with your cousin? She gave me trouble today."

"Trying to cause you trouble?" His expression immediately tensed, and he carefully examined her from head to toe. "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Xie Yige shook her head.

"She was my mother's distant cousin, so the relationship was rather distant. After her birth mother passed away, she went to the capital to plead with my grandmother, saying that she was being bullied by her stepmother at home. My grandmother took pity on her and let her stay." He paused, then added seriously, "I've hardly ever spoken a few words to her."

He took her hand and looked at her intently.

"Yige, my heart is small; in this life, it can only, and only wants to, hold you. I've never cared about anyone else. So, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Xie Yige was flustered by his sudden confession, and her cheeks flushed.

He mumbled something incoherently: "No, I'm not angry. I'm not petty—"

He suddenly stood up quickly and kissed her instantly, silencing her chattering lips.

Xie Yige was so shocked that she didn't even have time to close her eyes before she was completely stunned.

The warm touch clung tightly to her lips, causing her heart to tremble. Her mouth opened involuntarily, and his tongue instantly invaded her lips.

"Hmm..." What level of monster is this person?

But she quickly lost interest in thinking about anything else.

He pounced on the bed, pinning her beneath him, and sparks ignited instantly.

His hand slowly slid down her waist, grasping her full buttocks and pulling her closer to him. Their bodies immediately became intertwined, like two vines growing and entwining wildly in the night, indistinguishable from one another.

Her breathing became rapid and hot, and his heart pounded in her ears like a drum.

The air was filled with the scent of sandalwood and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms emanating from her, intertwining to create an alluring atmosphere.

The bedding on the tatami mat was crumpled from the entanglement, making a soft rustling sound that, along with the two people's disordered breathing, was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"Cui Yutang..." Her voice was as soft as water, with a slight tremor.

"Hmm?" He responded vaguely, his lips brushing against her collarbone.

"Why do so many people like you?" Her voice was weak and aggrieved.

He stopped and looked up at her. His eyes instantly filled with tiny, scattered tears, his long eyelashes trembling pitifully, as if stung by her words.

"Yige, don't despise me because of this." His voice was low and hoarse, with an almost fragile plea. "And you're not allowed to abandon me. And don't think of me as a burden because of them."

Xie Yige looked into his eyes, which were brimming with tears, and felt as if her heart had been squeezed hard.

She suddenly reached out and pressed his head down, her tongue instantly entwining with his.

This time, she took the initiative.

His body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, letting her guide him.

Her kiss was passionate and scalding, as if declaring—you are mine, and no one is allowed to take you away.

Suddenly, a "clucking" sound came from outside the window.

Nobody paid any attention.

Another "cluck" sound.

A gyrfalcon perched on the windowsill, its round eyes seemingly startled by the shameless couple on the couch.

It tilted its head, its eyes looking a little irritated, as if it was struggling with whether or not to interrupt them.

It flew so fast it got exhausted.

After about an incense stick's time, there was still no sign of things stopping on the couch.

"Giggle, giggle!" Is this ever going to stop?!

Hearing the voice, Xie Yige finally turned around. Her lips were swollen and her eyes were shimmering, like peach blossoms just washed by spring rain.

My eyes lit up when I saw my mother's reply.

Xie Yige couldn't wait to get off him. Cui Yutang, dissatisfied, loosely wrapped one arm around her waist and immediately followed, resting his chin on her shoulder and refusing to leave.

Xie Yige first rubbed the big head on her shoulder before touching the gyrfalcon's head.

It tilted its head haughtily, like a biased woman!