Dilraba's rise to fame began with her appearance on Running Man.

"Then..." Dilraba bit her lip, "then kiss me again."

Deng Zhe smiled. He lowered his head and precisely kissed Reba's red lips.

This time it wasn't a light touch, but a solemn, deep kiss, with Dilraba slightly opening her mouth to cooperate.

This time, they exchanged breaths, exchanged feelings, and exchanged many things.

Five minutes later, the two separated, and Dilraba, panting, said coquettishly, "You...you wanted to suffocate me!"

Deng Zhe shrugged. "Who told you not to breathe properly? If I hadn't given you air, you would have suffocated!"

"You...!" Dilraba punched him lightly. "What? You think you're so great? Tell me honestly, how many girlfriends have you had before?"

The classic question came so quickly and so suddenly!

"I'm innocent!!" Deng Zhe raised his hands in surrender, feeling wronged. "My mother is single! You're my first love!!"

"Really?" Reba looked at him suspiciously. "You're so handsome, you didn't have a girlfriend in college?"

"Of course it's true! Why would I lie to you?" Deng Zhe rubbed Dilraba's fair face with his fingers. "You're so pretty, yet you've never been in a relationship, have you?"

"Who...who said I've never been in a relationship!" Dilraba's eyes darted around. "I...I have tons of admirers!"

"Oh, is that so!" Deng Zhe feigned sadness. "Then I'm at a huge disadvantage! No way, I need to go talk to a few people first!"

"You dare!!" Dilraba unleashed her womanly talent—ear-twisting—"Say that again, what are you going to do?"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!!" Deng Zhe instantly knelt down, begging for mercy, "I was wrong! I was just kidding! I only like you, how could I go to someone else?"

"Hmph!" Dilraba finally released Deng Zhe's ear. "I knew you wouldn't dare!"

Deng Zhe pretended to rub his ears, then reached out to smooth her hair. "Okay, get some rest. I'll call you for breakfast tomorrow."

"Hmm!!" Dilraba hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I was just lying to you. I've never been in a relationship."

Deng Zhe smiled and said, "I know!"

"How did you know?" Dilraba looked up.

Deng Zhe reached out and touched her red lips. "Your kissing skills are so bad. If you had a boyfriend, you wouldn't be this bad."

"You!" Reba glared at him. "Then how did you know that?"

Deng Zhe shrugged. "It's a man's innate skill, just like how you're born knowing how to twist ears."

"Nonsense!" Reba rolled her eyes at him. "Alright, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep!"

"Good night," Deng Zhe said.

"Goodnight," Reba said.

Reba opened the door, went in, glanced back at him, and then closed the door.

Deng Zhe stood outside the door for a while before turning around and going back to his room.

Neither of them slept well that night.

Reba lay in bed, looking at the bouquet of roses on the table, tossing and turning.

She remembered Deng Zhe kneeling on the ground, his words, his earnest gaze, and that deep kiss.

She couldn't help but laugh and buried her face in the pillow.

On the other side, Deng Zhe also couldn't sleep. He stood by the window, looking at Erhai Lake outside.

He remembered how Dilraba looked when she agreed, how she blushed and said, "I like you too," and her beautiful big eyes.

He took out his phone, opened WeChat, and found his chat with Dilraba.

He typed a few words, then deleted them. He typed again, then deleted again.

In the end, he only sent one sentence:

"Dilraba, I love you."

A few seconds later, the phone vibrated.

Dilraba replied: "Idiot."

Two seconds later, another message arrived: "I love you too!"

Deng Zhe smiled. He put down his phone, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.

The wind in Dali was gentle that night.

The next day, Deng Zhe, who rarely slept in, was woken up by a knock on the door.

When the door opened, there stood the cameraman, Xiao Chen, carrying a rather large package.

"Teacher Deng Zhe, someone just delivered this to you, saying it's for you." Xiao Chen handed over the package.

Deng Zhe took it and weighed it in his hand. "Yes, it's mine. Thank you for your hard work."

After seeing Xiao Chen off, he picked up his phone and glanced at it; it was almost nine o'clock.

Strange, why didn't Dilraba come to knock on the door today?

After washing up, Deng Zhe walked to Reba's room and knocked on the door.

"Dilraba, are you still not awake?"

Inside the room, Reba was fast asleep. She woke up groggily when she heard the noise. Before she had even fully opened her eyes, she walked barefoot to the door and opened it.

Upon seeing that it was Deng Zhe, she immediately took a step forward and threw herself into his arms, her voice sweet and cuddly: "Deng Zhe... I'm so sleepy... I want to sleep more..."

Afraid she would slip, Deng Zhe quickly reached out and caught her, saying, "Be careful. Did you go to bed very late last night?"

Dilraba snuggled against him, whimpering, "Mmm...it's all your fault..."

Deng Zhe was both amused and exasperated: "Why is it my fault?"

"It's all your fault," Dilraba muttered with her eyes closed, "You suddenly confessed your feelings to me, and I barely slept all night..."

Deng Zhe patted her back: "Then you can sleep a little longer, I'll go buy you breakfast."

Reba hummed, "Carry me."

Deng Zhe didn't say anything more, bent down, hugged her thighs with both hands, and picked her up.

Dilraba let out a soft "Ah," and her long legs instinctively tightened around his waist.

Deng Zhe carried her into the room, then hooked the door shut with his foot.

He walked to the bedside and patted her bottom: "Get down."

Dilraba pouted and said, "Mmm...it's more comfortable in your arms..."

"Shall I carry you to breakfast?"

"No, I want to sleep."

Deng Zhe sat on the bed: "Then I'll sleep with you for a while."

As he spoke, he pulled her into the blankets together.

Dilraba adjusted her position, rested her head on his chest, and within a few minutes her breathing became steady, and she fell asleep.

Deng Zhe shook his head, gently removed her hand from his body, leaned down and kissed her forehead, then got up, took the room key and left.

It's already past nine o'clock; the hotel breakfast is probably gone.

Deng Zhe went outside and bought some fried dough sticks and steamed buns, then went to the supermarket and bought pure milk and some snacks before returning to the hotel.

When I opened the door, Reba was still asleep.

He put the things on the table, walked to the bedside, and reached out to pinch Reba's nose.

Three seconds later, Dilraba woke up gasping for breath, slapped his hand away, and opened her eyes: "You bad guy..."

After saying that, she threw herself into his arms again.

Deng Zhe tidied her hair: "Get up, wash up, and have breakfast."

Dilraba pouted and said, "Carry me."

Deng Zhe grinned mischievously: "You said it yourself."

After saying that, he scooped her up in his arms and rushed her to the bathroom.

Dilraba cried out in fright, "Ah! Deng Zhe! Slow down!"

The two joked around in the bathroom for a while before Dilraba finally finished brushing her teeth and washing her face.

At the table, Deng Zhe placed a steamed bun in front of her. "This is a beef bun. Try it, is it good?"

"Mmm!!" Reba nodded, picked up a bun, took a bite, and mumbled, "Delicious!"

"Eat slowly, don't choke!" Deng Zhe poured a glass of milk and pushed it in front of her. "Have a sip of milk to help you digest!"

Dilraba smiled and accepted it, "Thank you...husband~~~!"

Deng Zhe's hand, which was holding a fried dough stick, froze. He turned to look at Dilraba...