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

When Lan Yunchen returned, it was already past midnight. As soon as he stepped into the room, he found that the door to the next room was tightly closed, and he understood what was going on.

Even without thinking, you know what's going on. Ji Hancheng is definitely a man of action.

Give them a little color and they'll open a dye shop right away.

Helpless, I sighed softly, changed my shoes, and went into the room.

Never mind, as long as Yao Yao is happy, that's all that matters. Just like Ji Hancheng said, he couldn't break up a couple. After all the twists and turns, they still ended up together. It was fate.

Fortunately, he didn't confront Ji Hancheng directly back then, otherwise, if he had gone too far, it would have put Yao Yao in a difficult position.

At 2 a.m., the temperature in the room rose sharply, and the thermometer was about to exceed its limit.

The man slowly leaned down, his warm, thin lips kissing her delicate lips. His movements were gentle and careful, the kiss long and tender, leaving her momentarily blank.

They gave the most honest response.

The next moment, noticing her reaction, Ji Hancheng stopped kissing her, gently stroking her cheek with his left hand, brushing stray hairs aside, and teasingly said with a mischievous smile, "Yaoyao, you're very honest, hmm?"

She knew what he meant by honesty. Her body reacted as if waking from a dream, pulling her thoughts back to reality. A surge of anger rose within her. "Isn't this exactly what you wanted tonight?"

Everything that needed to be done had been done, and the scene under the covers was quite predictable, except for the final step that hadn't been taken.

Wasn't the whole effort to drive Xixi and Su Xue out a scheme to hide ulterior motives, and then they turned around and accused each other?

After more than an hour of fussing, Tang Junyao was covered in the marks of that scoundrel's pilgrimage.

The heat intensified with the temperature and his mischief. He suddenly stopped all his movements, buried his head in her neck, exhaled a breath of stale air, and chuckled, "I want to save the best for Yixin Garden."

His tone carried a hint of reluctance, regret, and a desire to discuss...

Tang Junyao's face flushed red as she stared at the ceiling, her dark eyes darting around the dark room. Using a sliver of light from the window, she asked疑惑地问, "Why? Is there some kind of reason?"

Upon hearing this, he gently pecked her fair neck and chuckled softly.

His hair was stiff and stuck to his ears and neck, making it itchy. In the dark, all the sensations became exceptionally sensitive and amplified.

After a long pause, a deep, husky voice came from her neck, "Yaoyao, from what you're saying, you seem to want to go straight to the point, hmm?"

Her cheeks flushed red again in an instant. If the lights were on, her face would have looked like a monkey's bottom. She reached out her slender hand and slapped the man's firm shoulder hard. The sound of the slap echoed in the quiet room. "Get up."

The man remained silent, a smile playing on his lips, and said with amusement, "I was wrong. It's not that you wanted it, it's that I really wanted it."

Tang Junyao didn't want to continue arguing with him about this issue. She wanted to take a shower. "Get up, I'm going to take a shower."

The man looked at her meaningfully. "Hmm, you should take a shower. Go ahead."

Tang Junyao: "..." She always felt there was another meaning in his eyes.

He quickly got up, propped himself up against the headboard, and asked, "Want to come along?"

The man who didn't get a response wasn't angry; in fact, he felt incredibly happy, even though it was a bit of a torment, he was happy to accept it.

I don't know if I'm torturing her or myself, but I've actually become addicted to this kind of semi-pornographic stuff.

Half an hour later, Tang Junyao came out of the bathroom, already dressed in her pajamas, though she still carried a warm feeling from them. She lifted the covers and crawled inside, glancing at the man leaning against the headboard, who was wide awake. "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Ji Hancheng leaned back lazily, his eyes full of doting affection. "I'm getting ready to sleep. I'll wait for you."

Seeing that the woman had already lain down, he turned off the bedside lamp, lay down next to her, and wrapped his left arm around her waist from behind, truly feeling his possession. Tang Junyao quickly pressed his hand down, "Stop fooling around, it's late."

"Yeah, I just want to hold you while I sleep."

The next second, Tang Junyao sensed something was wrong, her back stiffened instantly, and she said helplessly, "Ji Hancheng, can't you be a little more competitive?"

He was also quite helpless, and replied in a low voice behind her, "It's a normal reaction. You go to sleep, don't pay any attention to it."

This is really beyond his control; it's always been on the verge of spiraling out of control.

About ten minutes later, Tang Junyao drifted off to sleep. She rarely stayed up late, so staying up this late was already a record-breaking feat. The man kissed her neck and smiled gently, "Yaoyao, I love you. Goodnight."

Compared to this room, Su Xue's room was much noisier, since Lu Jinnan was able-bodied.

After much buildup, Lu Jinnan, with an air of complete readiness, tempted, "Here I come?"

After struggling for a while, Su Xue, her eyes glazed and tears welling in her eyes, said, "Hurry up, are you even capable?"

Lu Jinnan gritted his teeth, "You wait, I'll tell you whether it's okay or not in a bit."

Su Xue wasn't going to back down either, tilting her head back and urging, "Hurry up, or the tea will get cold."

Indeed, no man wants to hear the words "you can't" or be questioned about his abilities.

These words completely aroused the man's fighting desire.

A few minutes later, Su Xue was so angry she was about to explode. Like a deflated balloon, she slumped down, suppressing the urge to beat Lu Jinnan to death, and shouted loudly, "Lu Jinnan, you idiot!"

Just moments ago the atmosphere was high-spirited, but now Lu Jinnan was extremely frustrated, looking apologetic. He hadn't expected things to go so badly.

He was squatting down, concentrating on cleaning up the mess. If he didn't get the balloon out, Su Xue would kill him. In her mind, she was cursing Han Yue so badly that even his own parents wouldn't recognize him.

It's all Han Yue's fault. What kind of rubbish did he prepare? Didn't he even do any market research beforehand? Is it appropriate to release the same size to everyone?

Su Xue slapped his smooth back hard, again and again, and soon red marks appeared on his skin, burning with pain.

Lu Jinnan could only endure it, letting Su Xue vent her anger by making a scene.

Su Xue's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. She was so angry that she kicked him in the chest. "What else can you do? You don't even know your place."

All talk and no action.

In the dim light, the two were positioned strangely. Without a closer look, one might think that Lu Jinnan was below, assisting Su Xue in giving birth and probing the cervix.

After a while, Lu Jinnan finally managed to take the balloon out of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief; it had been too much effort.

It's amazing that this thing could fall into the pit; luckily, his hands aren't particularly big.

Lu Jinnan threw the things into the trash can, grabbed a tissue to wipe them clean, and quickly switched to a conciliatory tone, "How about we don't use the junk Han Yue prepared and continue?"

Su Xue had no desire to continue; she was so embarrassed she felt like she was going to die. She had never been so awkward in her life. For a moment, she even wished she could time travel on the spot. Now, she had absolutely no interest in continuing. "No, you can go sleep on the sofa. It's so annoying."

He kicked Lu Jinnan a few times, but not very hard.

After saying that, he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, leaving Lu Jinnan, who was feeling very depressed, to curse Han Yue to death again. "Damn it, why can't you just sell one-size-fits-all? Why do you have to make plus-size? Does he think everyone staying at the Emperor Hotel is a 200-pound fat man?"

He suspected that Han Yue was a treacherous businessman who had been prepared for him.

I wonder if Ji Hancheng is a suitable size, and if he's as busy as I am.

I didn't consult the almanac today, and everything went wrong. My hard-won chance to eat meat was ruined by Han Yue.

When Su Xue came out of the bathroom, she still had a sullen face. Lu Jinnan coaxed her in frustration, "Grandma, this is not my fault. I didn't know this would happen. There's a first time for everything, right? We'll buy it ourselves next time, and make sure it's the right size, okay?"

Seeing that Su Xue ignored him, he continued to explain, "You see, my lack of expertise in this area also illustrates a problem from the opposite perspective."

Su Xue still didn't respond, her face drooping. It was truly an unforgettable memory; this guy had left her with a deep sense of unease.

It's the kind of problem where you can't even get a summation result. Is it a multiple or divided by 2? Anyway, you can't figure out the answer.

Lu Jinnan explained to himself, even trying to make himself look good, "This just shows that I'm very clean in this area. If I were an expert, I would definitely be very professional and wouldn't have this problem. How could I not know my size? You see, I don't even know how to use it very well, so please forgive me because I'm so naive."

After speaking, he stared blankly at Su Xue's expression, his face noticeably softening.

Su Xue felt much better after hearing his words. Lu Jinnan's analysis was indeed very accurate, but she still maintained her composure. After all, the evening had been truly unpleasant. She slapped his hand away and said, "There won't be a next time. Go and sleep on the sofa."

Lu Jinnan would definitely disagree. He had finally gotten to sleep in bed, so how could he get out of bed? Even if he didn't do anything, he had to stay in bed. He said ingratiatingly, "Didn't you say your legs were sore? I'll massage them for you."

Su Xue ignored him and lay down to sleep. Lu Jinnan didn't care whether she responded or not and continued to massage her diligently. Perhaps it was too comfortable, because Su Xue really fell asleep as he massaged her, and soon her even breathing could be heard.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep, Lu Jinnan also became sleepy. He turned around and kissed his daughter beside him, then kissed Su Xue, and lay down beside her contentedly, holding Su Xue tightly as he drifted off to sleep.

Tang Junyao was awakened by Ji Hancheng's tight embrace; men's desires are stronger than women's.

She tried to stretch out a hand to cool off, but couldn't move it. She tried to turn her body, but was tightly restrained. Behind her came the man's hoarse, sleepy voice, "Don't move, sleep a little longer."

Tang Junyao felt her back was covered in sweat from being hugged so tightly. Helplessly, she said, "Loosen up a bit so I can turn around. My back is numb."

Ji Hancheng loosened his arms, and when she turned around and their eyes met, he slowly opened his eyes, his dark, deep eyes fixed on her small face. "Where does it feel numb? Let me see, hmm?"

She looked at him intently for a while, then reached out and wrapped her arms around his strong waist, found a comfortable spot, and buried her head in his chest.

Noticing her movement, Ji Hancheng froze. This was the first time she had hugged him first. Controlling his urge to kiss her, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Tang Junyao said in a muffled voice from in her arms, "I just wanted to hug you, Ji Hancheng."

He lowered his gaze to the woman in his arms and asked softly, "Hmm? Go ahead and tell me, I'm listening."

"Will you always treat me like this? I don't want to get used to you and then suddenly change again. I'm not that good at accepting things, especially when it comes to relationships."

Hearing this, he tightened his grip on her, wanting to meld her into his body to tell her the answer. He lowered his head and kissed the hair on the top of her head. "No, I will stick to you for the rest of my life, and I want to do the same in the next life."

"Yaoyao, don't feel insecure about me. I'm really changing, and I'll prove it with my actions."

Tang Junyao nestled against his chest and nodded slightly. Perhaps feeling too safe, she soon fell asleep again.

With his gaze lowered, his forehead rested against the top of her head. His mind was clear, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did. All that remained were "I'm sorry" and "I love you."