The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

The abdomen beneath her palm was still flat; the little one would need several more months to grow, but the softness emanating from that spot was so real it sent shivers down one's spine.

Song Yunqi lowered her eyelashes and looked at Shen Chonglu's hand covering her stomach.

The other person had long knuckles, calloused from years of training, and could snap a person's throat with his bare hands. Yet, he dared not apply any pressure, only carefully pressing his fingers against the fabric.

The guardedness that had lingered in my heart for so long was finally cracked by the almost heart-wrenching confession just now.

The young man raised his still somewhat weak arm and gripped the cuff of Shen Chonglu's shirt at the wrist.

His knuckles trembled slightly from the force, yet he stubbornly refused to loosen his grip. His dark eyes stared intently into the other's bloodshot, watery pupils, as he pressed for answers in a low, deliberate voice:

"real?"

"Really! I'm not lying to you!"

Shen Chonglu suddenly raised his head, his left hand with three fingers held together beside his ear, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Song Yunqi. There were still traces of tears in the corners of his eyes, making him look somewhat comical, but his eyes were clear and unambiguous.

"Heaven and earth bear witness! If I had even the slightest thought of taking the baby from you, may I suffer a terrible fate—"

Before he could finish swearing the oath, his mouth was covered.

"Alright."

With her palm pressed against the man's slightly stiff chin, the touch was slightly prickly. Song Yunqi felt a little disgusted, and her tense shoulders relaxed, allowing her to lean back into Shen Chonglu's arms.

"I trust you."

Having escaped danger, the deepest barrier between the two was also broken, and their tormented bodies and souls finally found their home.

The young man was as soft as water, his thin body pressed against the man's chest, obedient beyond belief.

Shen Chonglu shuddered, all his grievances vanished instantly, and a surge of warmth welled up in his heart.

He couldn't remember the last time he had hugged Song Yunqi.

The person in his arms exuded a faint, cool fragrance. Her long eyelashes drooped, and the corners of her eyes still held a hint of the flush from her fever. Against the backdrop of the pristine white hospital sheets, she was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

Shen Chonglu's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the knuckles of his fingers cupping the other's cheeks were slightly hot.

He lowered his head, pressed his high, straight nose against Song Yunqi's delicate nose, and gently rubbed it, letting out a soft breath, his voice low and husky:

"Yunqi...may I kiss you?"

Before the other could react, he moved even closer, his lips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against the young man's mouth, and murmured:

"Will I still have a chance to kiss you?"

Song Yunqi's eyebrows twitched, indicating that asking was not an option and she was about to refuse.

Before he could even utter a word, Shen Chonglu had already seen through his intentions, leaned down and pressed down, his thin lips precisely capturing those slightly parted soft lips.

"Well……"

The unspoken refusal was swallowed back down his throat.

His eyelashes trembled violently, and he subconsciously raised his hand to press on Shen Chonglu's chest, trying to push away this person who had overstepped the boundaries.

But because she had just regained consciousness, she had no strength left in her body, and her weak resistance seemed more like a reluctant embrace to the other party.

Shen Chonglu gave him no room to escape, his large hand gripping the back of Song Yunxi's head, his fingers slipping through the messy strands of hair, forcefully deepening the kiss.

There was no excessive arrogance, only appeasement and demands for what had happened in the past few days.

The warm tongue pried open their teeth, conquering all before them, sweeping away all the chill, and tangling their breaths into a chaotic mess.

Song Yunqi's chest heaved, she was being pressed down and kissed until she was breathless and dazed, and her eyes welled up with tears.

After a while, his lips were sore from being kissed, but Shen Chonglu showed no intention of letting go. Annoyed, he opened his mouth fiercely and bit the man's lower lip.

"hiss--"

Shen Chonglu winced in pain and reluctantly stepped back a little.

Song Yunxi, panting heavily, glared slightly at the man before her, her flushed cheeks glowing with a captivating radiance, and gritted her teeth as she scolded him:

"Have you kissed enough?!"

Shen Chonglu ran his fingertip over his lower lip. The young man had stopped biting him earlier, and the skin hadn't even broken, proving that he still cared about him.

Realizing this, he couldn't suppress the glint in his eyes, and a sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Of course not."

As she spoke, she lowered her head, making a gesture as if she were about to chase after him and kiss him again.

"Shen Chonglu!"

This time, Song Yunxi was on guard. She pressed her palm firmly against his shoulder and barely pushed him away by half a foot.

Shen Chonglu had also figured out the other party's temperament and knew that he couldn't push him too hard, otherwise it would backfire. He raised his hands and stepped back, knowing when to stop, his eyes full of the joy of success.

Now Song Yunxi didn't know what to do. She glared at him with her beautiful eyes, embarrassed and angry, and then turned her face away in annoyance.

Seeing that he had angered the man, Shen Chonglu snuggled up to him and nuzzled his neck, whispering his apology:

"Yunqi, I'm sorry, it's just that I haven't kissed you in so long, I couldn't help myself... Don't be angry."

Just as the atmosphere was warm and intimate, two crisp knocks suddenly came from outside the heavy wooden door of the ward.

"Knock knock".

Exhausted, Song Yunqi froze, like a startled cat, and immediately distanced herself from Shen Chonglu.

He sat up straight, carefully straightening the creases in his hospital gown collar until he looked presentable and proper, then cleared his slightly hoarse voice:

"Come in."

The door was pushed open.

"Mr. Song, it's time to change the dressing."

The nurse walked in front carrying a sterilization tray, followed by Zhou Cheng carrying an insulated box.

Approaching the bedside, the nurse carefully unwrapped the gauze wrapped around Song Yunqi's neck.

The gauze was removed, revealing extremely vicious and deep bite marks on the neck, the wounds inflicted by Lu Jinci during his madness in Mianzhao.

Without timely treatment, coupled with several days of running around and being exposed to wind and rain, the wound became red, swollen, and ulcerated, with the skin and flesh curled up, demonstrating the ferocity of the force exerted at the time.

When Shen Chonglu saw the wound, his face darkened to the point of being sullen. He couldn't help but clench his teeth tightly, and waves of anger surged within him.

If I had known, I should have shot Lu Jinci a few more times back then, turning that beast into a sieve. How dare he bite Yun Qi like that, he deserves to die a thousand deaths.

Song Yunxi is most afraid of pain.

Her skin is still tender, and kisses will leave marks if you touch the right spots, then she'll furrow her brows and whine coquettishly.

The teeth marks are still so gruesome, and they're still on the most delicate skin on my neck. How painful it must have been when I was bitten.

Zhou Cheng, who followed behind into the room, put down the insulated food container and saw that his boss had woken up. A look of surprise and delight appeared on his face.

"President Song! You're finally awake..."

The words had barely left his mouth when his gaze fell on Shen Chonglu, who was supporting Song Yunqi. The rest of his concerned words caught in his throat and he swallowed them back.

Zhou Cheng's lips twitched slightly, and his eyes became somewhat subtle.

These past few days he's been going to the hospital frequently. Of course he knows that his boss was kidnapped by the Lu family and taken to Laos. He was seriously injured and rescued back to Beijing, but he has no idea that Song Yunxi is pregnant.

Every time he came over, Shen Chonglu would stay by his bedside, attending to him every step of the way, personally bringing him water and wiping his sweat.

Zhou Cheng was initially puzzled, but now, seeing the intimacy and ambiguity between the two that almost overflowed the screen, even a fool could understand.

So they have absolutely no intention of avoiding suspicion.

Although he had suspected it for a while, Zhou Cheng still felt a mix of emotions when it was confirmed.

After all, it's hard to describe how it feels to have a former colleague and arch-rival become the boss's wife.

It's amazing.