First, then, love.

He Zheng looked at the person and the cat.

One was sickly and stubborn, while the other bullied others and even climbed onto the roof.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

Ignoring him, I continued eating my breakfast.

After finishing his meal, He Zheng cleared the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

He picked up the black windbreaker draped over the sofa and put it on.

"The team has a cross-country training exercise today, so I won't be back for dinner." He explained while zipping up his jacket. "There are frozen dumplings in the fridge, so cook them yourself. The first-aid kit is in the drawer under the TV cabinet, so take your cold medicine."

He went to the entrance and changed into his tactical boots.

He placed his hand on the doorknob, ready to leave, then stopped and looked back at her.

"The guest room doesn't have air conditioning, so I'll sleep in the master bedroom tonight."

His tone was harsh, with a commanding air.

After saying that, he pushed open the door and slammed it shut with a "bang".

Shu Yao sat on the edge of the island counter, holding a cat.

Looking at the tightly closed door.

This man is so domineering, even when he's offering a way out.

But the slight affectation and awkwardness she felt due to her illness were miraculously soothed by these rough words.

Back to the master bedroom.

Fine, since he's already asked her, she'll reluctantly move back.

*

8 PM.

It was completely dark outside, and the wind was howling.

Shu Yao took cold medicine during the day and slept groggily all afternoon. Now she feels much better.

She roused herself and began to act.

She dragged her silk quilt and silk pillow out of the guest room.

He walked straight into the master bedroom.

I threw the blanket on the right side of the 2.8-meter-wide bed.

But the defensive line cannot be withdrawn; this is a matter of principle.

She turned and walked into the living room.

His gaze swept across the black leather sofa.

That long, cylindrical cushion was no longer enough to stop the barbarian; she needed a more robust fortification.

She reached out and grabbed a large, dark green velvet square cushion.

Then, he grabbed a burgundy one.

Finally, he even hugged the largest dark gray backrest cushion to his chest.

Three huge cushions completely blocked her out.

She struggled to carry the pile of things and staggered back to the master bedroom.

Place the three large cushions end to end in the very center of the bed.

It extends from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed.

This formed a tall, colorful "Chu River and Han Border".

Compared to the previous flimsy pillow, its defensive capabilities have increased by more than three times.

She clapped her hands, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Perfect, let's see how you cross the line this time."

*

10 PM.

The sound of fingerprint unlocking came from the door.

He Zheng returned, reeking of cold and sweat.

As usual, the God of War went to greet her, but the princess remained asleep on the sofa, unmoved.

He changed his shoes, glanced into the living room, and saw no one.

Heading towards the master bedroom.

Push open the door.

A dim bedside lamp was lit in the bedroom.

On the bed, Shu Yao was already lying down, her back to the door, with only her fluffy head showing.

He Zheng's gaze was immediately drawn to the exaggerated "defense line" in the center of the bed.

Dark green, burgundy, and dark gray.

Three enormous velvet cushions, like a thick city wall, firmly divided the bed into two separate, independent states.

He Zheng stopped at the foot of the bed.

His dark eyes were deep as he quietly observed this fragile and laughable defensive line, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He turned and went into the bathroom.

The sound of water could be heard.

Ten minutes later.

The sound of water stopped.

He Zheng walked out with a bath towel around his waist and his shirt off, holding a dry towel to dry his hair.

He switched to the new shower gel he had bought; it was just regular mint.

Clean, crisp, and with a masculine edge.

He walked to the bedside and looked down at the "city wall".

Shu Yao wasn't asleep. She heard his footsteps, and nervously gripped the corner of the blanket, her body stiffening.

"The security wall is well-built."

His low, mocking voice came from above.

Shu Yao immediately turned around and poked half her head out from above the cushion.

Like a wary groundhog.

She glared at him. "The Chu River and Han Border, an upgraded version: crossing the line makes you a dog."

She reiterated the rules in a stern tone, but because of her nasal voice from a cold, it sounded less intimidating and more like a soft and charming voice.

He Zheng did not refute.

He casually tossed the towel in his hand onto the chair next to him.

Looking at the three soft, plush cushions, he nodded slightly, looking indifferent.

He turned around and strode out of the master bedroom.

Shu Yao was stunned.

Where is he going? Is he going to sleep in the guest room?

She panicked, and the defenses and confidence she had just built up instantly crumbled by half.

Quickly prick up your ears and listen to what's happening outside.

There was no sound of the door closing, nor the sound of footsteps heading to the guest room.

He Zheng walked to the smart home control panel on the wall of the corridor.

He raised his hand and quickly swiped his fingertips across the screen.

Bring up the control interface for the master bedroom.

Air conditioning system, turn off.

Fresh air system, turn off.

With a blank expression and deft movements, he cut off all the heat sources in the master bedroom.

Then, confirm and lock.