A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

……

The next morning, Yang Qi was awakened by a tightness in his chest.

He opened his eyes groggily and saw Chen Zilu lying on top of him, her head resting on his chest, sleeping peacefully.

His breathing was long and even, warm breath brushing against his neck, and the corners of his mouth were curved, as if he were having a sweet dream.

Yang Qi shook his head speechlessly and sighed inwardly.

"Last night, I was all serious about not crossing the line, but I ended up... I'm so bored."

"If this continues, I'm afraid I'll become the first person in history to be 'suffocated' in his fiancée's sleep."

Raising his left hand, which wasn't being crushed, he pushed Chen Zilu's shoulder: "Zilu, wake up... I'm going numb from being crushed."

"Hey... don't move..."

Chen Zilu mumbled something indistinctly, frowned, raised one hand, and pressed down on Yang Qi's left wrist.

Then she rubbed against Yang Qi's chest, finding a more comfortable spot: "Sleepy... I don't want to... I don't want to..."

Then there was silence.

"...That's it?"

Yang Qi was speechless with desire, half of his body was numb from being pressed down.

Looking at the sleeping face so close to mine, I suddenly didn't feel so bad anymore.

With her long, curved eyelashes and pouting lips, she was very cute.

After enduring this for half an hour, Chen Zilu finally woke up.

She fluttered her eyelashes, then opened her eyes, her gaze meeting Yang Qi's in a daze.

She paused for two seconds, blinked, then blinked again, "Why did I see Yang Qi's chin when I looked up?"

Looking down, she realized that she was clinging to Yang Qi like an octopus.

"Good morning," Yang Qi said in a muffled voice, tinged with three parts helplessness and seven parts frustration, "Can you get off me now?"

"Hey..." Chen Zilu, still not fully awake, muttered, "Yang Qi, you've crossed the line."

Yang Qi rolled his eyes and nudged him, "Can't breathe? Get up."

"Oh, oh, oh..."

As if she had been burned, Chen Zilu hurriedly propped herself up and shrank to the corner of the bed.

When they saw a small, dark, damp patch on Yang Qi's chest.

Her face flushed instantly, from her ears to her neck, making her look like a boiled shrimp.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how old is he and he's still drooling?" Yang Qi looked down at the water stain and teased.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing...

"No, that's not true!"

Chen Zilu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, knew there was no way she could admit it, and pointed at Yang Qi:

"It must be, it must be your own sweat! Yes, sweat, you're so hot that you're sweating and that's why you're wet!"

"Hey!"

Yang Qi pointed to the air conditioner blowing cold air on the wall, "Why is the air conditioner always on? No wonder it's so hot. I'm only sweating on my chest."

"Yang Qi, be quiet!"

Chen Zilu, feeling embarrassed and angry, grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, her expression so anxious she looked like she wanted to bite someone.

Looking at this cheeky and funny Yang, Yang Qi couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Zilu, you're going to make me laugh to death."

"Don't laugh, don't laugh..."

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh..."

He said he wasn't laughing, but his voice was full of barely suppressed laughter, "Pfft... Hahaha..."

"snort!"

Chen Zilu snatched the pillow back and hugged it to her chest. Facing the wall, she curled up into a small ball, puffing up her cheeks. "I'm ignoring you."

"..."

The laughter stopped abruptly. Seeing that she really wasn't moving, Yang Qi leaned over and poked her shoulder: "Hey, are you really angry?"

"snort."

"Getting angry will make you ugly."

"Hmph." Chen Zilu turned her face even further away.

Yang Qi panicked. He had no experience in comforting his girlfriend, and after racking his brains for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable word. He could only awkwardly lean closer and say, "Don't, don't be angry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed at you..."

Seeing Yang Qi, who kept approaching and looked completely bewildered, Chen Zilu's lips curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly.

The next second, she pounced on the unsuspecting Yang Qi, focusing her attacks on his armpits and teasing him.

"Hahaha... Stop tickling me, stop tickling me!"

Fearing that Chen Zilu would get angry again, Yang Qi, who was being tickled, could only offer symbolic resistance.

"Let you laugh, let you laugh..."

Chen Zilu's fingers roamed nimbly over his body, targeting his most sensitive spots.

"Hahaha... Zilu, I was wrong... I was really wrong... Hahaha..."

After a long while, Yang Qi lay there, his face flushed and his body weak and listless, as if he had just undergone torture.

Chen Zilu knelt beside him, hands on her hips, chin slightly raised, striking a victorious pose.

Are you still laughing?

"No."

Yang Qi shook his head honestly.

"Come here and tie my hair."

She rolled off the bed, rummaged through her bag for a comb and a hair tie, shoved them into Yang Qi's hand, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I'm hungry, hurry up."

Yang Qi looked down at the comb and rubber band in his hand, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded numbly: "Oh, okay."

After half an hour,

"Yang Qi, you big idiot, you fool, you actually built a chicken coop for me! I'll strangle you!"

Chen Zilu turned around, grabbed Yang Qi's waist with both hands, and twisted it hard.

Yang Qi's manipulations left her once smooth, long hair bulging on the left and collapsing on the right, making it look like a messy bird's nest.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Yang Qi grimaced in pain, knowing he was in the wrong, and didn't even dare to dodge.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Zilu really doesn't know how to tie her hair..."

"Then you'd better build me a chicken coop, huh?"

……

After the two of them finished fussing over, washing up, changing clothes, and finally went out, it was already 10 o'clock.

If the sun is already high in the sky at 8 a.m., then the sun at 10 a.m. will tan your bottom.

The two stood at the door.

Chen Zilu squinted from the bright sunlight and said irritably, "Yang Qi, you're such a big idiot, so clumsy."

Yang Qi chuckled and scratched his head: "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy you breakfast."

"I'm so angry, all I want to do is eat you."

"...Wouldn't that be bad? I don't have much flesh on my body, just bones, it'll hurt my teeth."

Inhale, exhale, don't get angry...

Chen Zilu forcibly suppressed her soaring blood pressure and uttered two words: "Whatever."

"Then I'll go down first."

Yang Qi took two steps, then turned back and gave him some more instructions.

"Zilu, if you're bored, you can take a walk around the reservoir, but don't go near the shore, the water is very deep."

"I'm not as stupid as you."

Chen Zilu complained.

……

At the foot of the mountain, by the roadside.

Yang Xiaojin and Yang Huizhang were riding their tricycle to town when they stopped at a black car parked by the roadside. They looked at each other in confusion.

Yang Huizhang straightened up, looked at the car, and then at the bustling construction site on the mountain:

"Brother Xiaojin, whose car is parked here? I didn't see it yesterday."

"I don't know." Yang Xiaojin shook his head. "Logically speaking, since construction is still ongoing, no one should be fishing here, and access to the reservoir is prohibited."

"That would be strange."

"Oh well, who cares? What if someone just stopped temporarily? The construction crews at the reservoir won't let us go up, so fishing is out of the question. Let's go, let's go."

"Too."

Yang Xiaojingang was about to start his tricycle when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards him at the mountain road intersection: "Huizhang, look over there, isn't that your brother?"

Yang Huizhang followed his gaze and immediately recognized the man in the light blue short-sleeved shirt. His eyes lit up: "It's him! It's him! Brother Xiaojin, do you think it's possible this car belongs to him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Huizhang raised his hand and waved vigorously in that direction, shouting, "Second Brother, when did you get back?"

Yang Qi saw that it was them and quickened his pace to walk over:

"We arrived last night, but it was too late to bother you. Are you two heading to town?"

"Yes, the old house needs renovation."

Yang Xiaojin patted the tricycle bed. "We need to find a carpenter, and those old wooden planks on the second floor also need to be replaced, otherwise it might not be able to hold up with more people."

"Perfect timing, I'm going to town too."

"Shall we go together?" Yang Huizhang pointed to the back of the tricycle. "It'll be good to have someone to keep me company."

"No, I have a car."

Yang Qi waved the car keys in his hand, then turned around and patted the black sedan behind him.

"Is this really yours?"

Yang Xiaojin got off the tricycle, walked around it again, and asked with some doubt, "When did you buy it?"

"Yesterday, a new car?"

"Ah, a new car..." the two exclaimed in unison.

"How could it be fake?"

Yang Qi pressed the car key, and the horn beeped a few times.

"See that? Alright, you guys go about your business. I'm going to town to buy some things. We'll chat at home at noon."

Yang Xiaojin nodded, started the engine without asking any more questions, and urged Yang Huizhang, "Get in the car quickly."

"Okay!"

Yang Huizhang jumped into the car and waved to Yang Qi: "Second Brother, we'll be going now, bye-bye."

Drive carefully.

"understood."

After watching them leave, Yang Qi opened the car door, got in, started the engine, and drove towards the town.