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

Deng Zhe touched his lips with his thumb and said with a smile, "Did you forget to breathe again?"

Reba glared at him. "You...you actually stuck out your tongue!! How could I have forgotten to breathe if it weren't for you!"

"Let's do it again!" Deng Zhe leaned down and kissed him once more.

Five minutes later, Dilraba angrily pushed Deng Zhe away, "Where...where are you touching me?!"

Deng Zhe awkwardly touched his nose. "Um! Would you believe me if I said it navigates automatically?"

"I don't believe you! Come at me again, and if you dare to move again, I won't let you off!"

After saying that, Dilraba leaned over Deng Zhe and kissed him.

Five minutes later, this time Deng Zhe pushed Reba away, saying, "If you won't let me move, where are you going to touch me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to his chest, where Dilraba had one hand on his abs and the other on his chest.

"You're my boyfriend, so from now on you're my asset!" Dilraba's cheeks flushed slightly, but she remained assertive. "What's wrong with me checking my assets?"

"Where did you learn this twisted logic?" Deng Zhe rolled his eyes. "Then isn't this part of your property also mine?"

As he spoke, Deng Zhe reached out and poked Reba's chest.

"Ahhh!!" Dilraba quickly sat up, covering her chest with her hands. "You...you pervert!!"

Looking at her aggrieved expression, Deng Zhe said speechlessly, "Miss, before you call me a pervert, could you at least get off me first?"

Dilraba looked down and realized that although she had sat up, she was straddling Deng Zhe in a rather ambiguous position.

The scene seemed to unfold as if it were of its own volition.

No! We must turn things around!

Thinking of this, Dilraba immediately activated her skill—unreasonable argument—raising an eyebrow, "Hmph!! You were the one who carried me and made me sit on your lap!"

"Alright, alright, then I won't be polite!!" Deng Zhe sat up, hugged Reba, and kissed her again.

Now that she had learned to breathe properly, Hotaru began to fight back.

The two played back and forth for more than half an hour.

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!" Dilraba slumped onto the sofa. "I'm exhausted!!"

"Finally feeling tired?" Deng Zhe leaned against her, panting. "You lost!"

"Nonsense! Where did I lose? I'm just tired. I'll fight again after I've rested."

"What, are you addicted?"

"You're the one who's addicted!"

"I'm addicted! Let's do it again!!"

"No, no, no!! I was wrong... Waaah!!"

Another half hour passed, and Reba, finally released, weakly punched Deng Zhe. "You're so mean!! My lips are all swollen, how am I supposed to face anyone tomorrow?"

Deng Zhe pinched her pouting lips. "The lip plumping effect is good. It looks even better this way."

Dilraba slapped his hand away, "Look at you, my foot! If they laugh at me tomorrow, I'll bite you to death."

"If they ask tomorrow, I'll tell them I got your lips augmented!" Deng Zhe said with a smile.

"Get lost!" Dilraba gently pushed him away, then pouted, "Honey~~ I'm hungry!"

"Okay, I'll order." As she was about to get up to grab her phone, an awkward thing happened.

After a passionate kiss, how could Deng Zhe not react? After all, Deng Zhe is a young man full of vigor.

"Ahem~~!!" Deng Zhe awkwardly picked up a cushion to cover himself, sticking his butt out as he walked towards the bathroom. "Um, I'm going to use the restroom first. You can order whatever you want to eat."

Dilraba stared at his strange posture for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed.

"Hahahaha!!" She couldn't hold back her laughter and collapsed onto the sofa, "Haha... Deng... Zhe... you... hahaha!"

Deng Zhe spent the entire episode of repairing donkey hooves in the bathroom before he could calm down little Deng Zhe.

When he came out again, Dilraba couldn't help but glance at him, "So fast??"

The veins on Deng Zhe's forehead bulged. "Dilraba Dilmurat! Do you know what you're saying?!"

Dilraba waved her phone, "That's what they say online!"

Deng Zhe walked over and saw on his phone a search result for "How to deal with a boy's *****?"

What kind of nice things could netizens possibly say?! Of course, they'd say...utterly disgusting!

"What nonsense are you investigating!" Deng Zhe snatched her phone. "Don't listen to their rubbish, how could I... be so fast!"

"Who knows?" Dilraba's gaze swept over Deng Zhe.

After more than an hour of passionate kissing, Dilraba seemed to have figured things out and became increasingly unrestrained in front of Deng Zhe.

We're all adults, so we all know a little bit about this; we just hadn't thought about it that way before.

"You know you're playing with fire?" Deng Zhe squinted at her.

"So what do you want?" Dilraba wasn't intimidated at all, and blinked innocently.

"Hiss~!!" Deng Zhe took a deep breath. "You little devil, just you wait. Sooner or later you'll know how powerful I am."

After making those harsh remarks, Deng Zhe stopped looking at her and picked up his phone to order food.

He was really afraid that he would impulsively pounce on her.

"Hmph!!" Reba laughed smugly. She knew Deng Zhe wouldn't do anything to her, which was why she dared to be so unrestrained.

Deng Zhe took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart, "What do you want to eat?"

Dilraba leaned closer and rested her chin on his shoulder: "I want something spicy."

"Spicy?" Deng Zhe turned his head to look at her.

"Yes!" Dilraba blinked, "I'm in a good mood right now, so I want to eat spicy food."

Deng Zhe smiled helplessly and chose a Sichuan restaurant with high ratings.

"Boiled fish, spicy crab, boiled beef, spicy chicken, steamed beef with rice flour, Mapo tofu..." Dilraba pointed at the screen, "I want all of these."

"Are you sure you can finish all this food?" Deng Zhe asked.

"If we can't finish, you're here," Reba said matter-of-factly. "Besides, I'm really hungry today."

Deng Zhe glanced at her, but ultimately added all the dishes to the shopping cart, along with two bowls of rice.

I placed the order, made the payment, and it showed that the delivery was expected in forty minutes.

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Deng Zhe put down his phone.

Dilraba hummed in agreement, leaning against him and unconsciously playing with the hem of his clothes with her fingers.

The room quieted down, except for the TV still playing that melodramatic romance movie, where the male and female leads were arguing in the rain and crying their hearts out.

"Turn it off," Reba said. "It's too noisy."

Deng Zhe picked up the remote and turned off the TV.

The sudden silence made them both a little uncomfortable. Dilraba shifted, finding a more comfortable position, almost snuggling into Deng Zhe's arms.

"Deng Zhe," she whispered his name.

"Um?"

"We're really together now, right?"

"right."

"Is this not a dream?"

"no."

Dilraba looked up and pinched Deng Zhe's cheek: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts," Deng Zhe answered honestly.

Dilraba smiled, her eyes curving into crescents: "Then it's not a dream."

Deng Zhe grabbed her hand and held it in his palm: "What, still can't believe it?"

"A little," Dilraba honestly admitted. "It feels like a dream. A month ago I was single, and all I did every day was work, and now suddenly I have a boyfriend."

"And he's such an excellent boyfriend of mine," Deng Zhe added.

Dilraba punched him lightly: "Narcissistic!"

"I'm stating the facts," Deng Zhe said confidently. "He's handsome, can cook, can take care of people, and also..."

"What else can you do?" Dilraba pressed.

"I will still like you," Deng Zhe said naturally.

Dilraba blushed and buried her face in his chest: "You smooth talker."

Deng Zhe smiled and hugged her tightly, then said nothing more.

"Ring!!" The doorbell rang.