Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

After getting into the car, because the wind was too strong, Tang Junyao chose to hide behind him to block the wind. Her face was so close to his back that she could feel his strong heartbeat.

A fleeting illusion crossed her mind, as if this were a safe haven, and she longed to stop and rest there.

As the car entered the tunnel, the warm yellow lights disappeared, but the road ahead wasn't so uncertain. She felt inexplicably at ease and safe.

While her thoughts were still wandering, the car had already stopped in front of her apartment building. A voice from ahead pulled her back from her reverie: "We're here."

Coming to her senses, Tang Junyao gave a slightly embarrassed "oh" and then jumped out of the car.

She straightened her clothes, looked up at the man who was still helping her remove her helmet, licked her lips which were a little dry from the wind, and said resolutely, "Ji Hancheng."

Thinking something was wrong, he asked while carefully unfastening his helmet, "What's wrong?"

When did he start taking her so seriously, his eyes filled with determination? "Let's try again."

The large residential area was very quiet. The two looked at each other, and only their breathing could be heard. At that moment, you could hear a pin drop. He thought he had misheard. The sudden surprise made him stop in his tracks, holding his helmet.

His tall figure stood there motionless, like a sculpture.

No one knew the joy in Ji Hancheng's heart at that moment, how long he had been waiting and thinking about it.

"Say it again?" She looked incredulous, her hand tightening around the helmet. She held her breath, afraid that she would hear him say "think about it again" the next second. At this moment, she hated herself for talking so much nonsense.

She saw fear, longing, caution, and surprise in his eyes. She forced a smile and said deliberately, "Didn't you hear me? Never mind then, I won't repeat myself."

Before she could react, he reached out and grabbed the back of her head, pulled her forward, causing the helmet to fall to the ground, and then wrapped his other arm around her waist.

The next second, his cool lips pressed against hers. He kissed her deeply, releasing his long-suppressed emotions in the silent night. After kissing for a while, Ji Hancheng still showed no sign of stopping. Her head was spinning, and she couldn't breathe. She pushed him away forcefully with her hands, making soft moaning sounds that were enough to make him lose control.

He hastily pulled back from the brink, but his hand still lingered on the back of her head. His eyes were bloodshot, teetering on the edge of losing control, a faint smile playing on his lips. His forehead pressed against hers, he said in a hoarse voice, "Go home, huh?"

With a sliver of reason remaining, she bent down to pick up the helmet Su Yu had given her. Surprisingly, Ji Hancheng was in a good mood and didn't hold it against her, even taking the helmet and holding it in his hand.

She was no longer a naive little girl; she knew what going home meant. With her eyes lowered and her face flushed, she was led by him to the 25th floor.

Her cheeks flushed crimson as she unlocked the door with her fingerprint. Just as she was about to turn on the light, her hand was pressed down, followed by the sound of the lock clicking shut. Before she could speak, the familiar warmth pressed against her lips again. Her chin was pinched, and this time his kiss was gentle, not so urgent. She nervously clutched at the front of his shirt with both hands, standing on tiptoe slightly. Needless to say, his shirt was already quite wrinkled.

A few seconds later, he released her lips and whispered seductively in her ear, "Open your mouth, breathe, hmm?"

"I'm going to die," the man's hoarse yet magnetic voice, with its seductive quality, intensified her anxiety, causing her to clutch his shirt even tighter.

If the lights were on, you could definitely see that her face was no different from a boiled lobster, and for some reason she actually opened her mouth to cooperate.

Noticing her response, his last line of restraint was about to break down, and the kiss came again, extremely gentle, as if he wanted to give her all his tenderness and patience, from her eyes to her nose, again and again, and her heart rate was already out of control.

They kissed for a very long time, as if it lasted an eternity, deep and lingering. Her mind went blank, and her body trembled and went limp. She could only stand by clutching his clothes. Noticing the change in her body, he supported her slender waist with one hand to maintain the position.

He led her to her bedside without turning on the light, unaware of the obstacle behind them. They stumbled and both fell onto the bed, him on top and her on the bottom. Her unusual reaction set off alarm bells, and she hurriedly tried to stop him, "Ji Hancheng, no... I..."

Upon hearing this, he deflated like a punctured balloon, burying his head dejectedly in the crook of her neck and kissing it, causing her to tremble and gasp as she said, "I won't touch you if you don't agree."

He was already very satisfied. Although the die was cast and he had no choice but to proceed, he couldn't force it; he had promised to respect her.

Tang Junyao knew that their relationship had changed and that they already had a child, but she was a little uncomfortable with going too far after just talking about trying it out that night. There always has to be a process. It wasn't that she was being dramatic; she also had the reserve of a young woman and wanted to know that their relationship wasn't just about sex.

She gently nudged him, trying to get him up. "Why don't you get up and go to the bathroom to calm down?"

He didn't move, just lay there tightly, making muffled sounds against her neck, his voice even hoarseer. His hot breath tickled her ear, making her feel like she was being electrocuted. "Let me catch my breath a little longer. I don't like taking cold showers."

The alluring vixen closed his eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked her collarbone, then quickly got up and went to the balcony, leaving the trembling woman on the bed.

Looking at the snow-white ceiling, she felt that this moment was unreal. She was actually back together with Ji Hancheng. After all the twists and turns, she had returned to where she started. If only he had liked her back then.

Watching his smoking back, I decided to take a shower first. I grabbed my pajamas and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

About 20 minutes later, Ji Hancheng came in after smoking half a pack of cigarettes. He found the bed empty and his eyes darted around as he looked at the closed bathroom door. He already understood what was going on.

Never mind, he'll go home and take a shower too. Having two houses is quite a hassle. He really wanted to shower here with everyone, but unfortunately, none of his belongings are here.

When Tang Junyao came out, the room was empty, and there was no one on the balcony either. He felt a little disappointed. She left without saying goodbye. It's just the nature of men; once they get what they want, they start to be perfunctory. Sigh.

After drying her hair, she lifted the covers and sat down, then called Aunt Zhang. "Godmother, I won't come to see you tonight. I'll come earlier tomorrow morning. What would you like to eat? I'll bring it to you."

Aunt Zhang over there was reluctant to let her come to the hospital so early in the morning. She was already busy enough, and she wanted to sleep a little longer. "The young lady you found for me is very good. You don't need to come. You're so tired from work every day. You should sleep a little longer. Don't worry about me. She's really very nice."

I knew it would be like this, but I didn't want to trouble her. "Okay then, I'll buy you some grapes you like tomorrow."

"Okay, go ahead and buy it. Get some rest and don't stay up too late watching videos." Aunt Zhang knew her personality; even if she wasn't allowed to, she would still go and buy it.

"Okay, go to sleep early, I'll come see you tomorrow."

Aunt Zhang was deeply moved and said "Okay".

After hanging up the phone, she opened the medical video, but as she watched, her mind drifted away, filled with that kiss, the affection in his eyes, and the visible desire, which made her heart race and her face burn.

She patted her cheeks to stay alert; lust for men was ruining her career, and she couldn't even concentrate on watching the videos.

Since I can't concentrate on watching, I'll just go to sleep. I miss Xiaoyouzi a bit. I wonder if the little one misses her too. Should I bring her back?

She drifted off to sleep, and in her half-asleep state, she was pulled into a warm embrace. She was jolted awake, still slightly wary because she had just fallen asleep.

Sensing her wariness, his voice rang out from the darkness, "It's me."

She reached out and turned on the lamp beside her. "Why is this person sleeping here?" she asked.

He leaned down and pecked her lips, saying without batting an eye, "I missed you."

The words "I miss you" sent a shiver down her spine. Her ears flushed, and she asked meaningfully, "Are you sure you want to sleep here?"

"Yes." He was absolutely certain. Now that he had a wife to cuddle with while sleeping, who would sleep alone? That would be silly.

He regretted it a little in the second half of the night. Tang Junyao didn't have any more nightmares that night and slept soundly and deeply. However, she kept turning around, sometimes with her back to him and sometimes with her face to him. The bed was never warm all night, and with such close contact, how could he fall asleep? He was restless all night and almost recited the mantra "form is emptiness, emptiness is form" to himself.

Now I finally understand what she meant by asking me before bed, "Are you sure you want to sleep?" It turns out this woman looks down on his self-control, and he's really seen through her. He really has no resistance to her at all.

Having only eaten meat once in thirty years, and now knowing he can't eat meat again, he sighed silently in his heart.