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

After finishing the first bowl of soup, Shen Chonglu quickly ladled out a second, full bowl and fed it to him.

Song Yunxi avoided the white porcelain spoon pressed against her face, pulling her long neck back and turning her head away, clearly not intending to cooperate.

"You've only had this little bit."

Shen Chonglu frowned, disapprovingly, and tentatively brought the spoon to the other person's mouth again, but as expected, it was easily avoided once more.

Seeing the impatience in the young man's eyes, he had no choice but to give up, but he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"You're drinking too little, like a kitten. Even though you get IV drips every day, you still need to get some real food into your stomach to feel secure."

Shen Chonglu placed the bowl on the cabinet next to him, his eyes falling on Song Yunqi's lower abdomen: "You're now eating for two, your health is precious, you must take good care of yourself."

Song Yunqi had just recovered from her fever and was feeling a bit nauseous, so she couldn't possibly eat much.

Hearing the man repeatedly say "enough for two people" in his ear, he remained silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and took the bowl of soup. Without using a spoon, he lifted the bowl and gulped down several large mouthfuls of soup, pressing the rim against his lips.

As he swallowed, the young man tilted his long, slender neck slightly upward, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing up and down, which was quite eye-catching and alluring.

Shen Chonglu was stunned, his dark eyes fixed on that spot. He swallowed hard, his gaze lingering for a long time.

Song Yunxi slammed the empty bowl back onto the table. She felt a bit bloated and saw that the man was still staring at her blankly. She was immediately furious.

He glared at him coldly, his voice hoarse from recovering from an illness: "What's so interesting about it? Haven't you ever seen anything like it? It's disgusting."

Shen Chonglu completely ignored his attitude, licking his lips with a wicked grin, behaving like a carefree hooligan:

"So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful! Her face is gorgeous, her lips are plump and soft. I can't get enough of looking at her; I wish I could just devour her completely."

The lewd talk and greasy manner gave Song Yunqi goosebumps, and her already nauseous stomach suddenly convulsed. She couldn't help but frown, raise her hand to cover her mouth, and dry heave.

Shen Chonglu panicked, jumping up from his chair and rushing over to the young man. He patted the young man's back soothingly, his voice filled with anxiety:

"What's wrong? Is your stomach upset? Is the baby fussy?"

Song Yunqi caught her breath, raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely, with a hint of reproach: "Baby didn't bother me, it's the dog that's bothering me."

Shen Chonglu paused.

The dog, which had intended to amuse the other person, unexpectedly disgusted them. The once spirited dog suddenly drooped its head, and even its non-existent ears seemed to wither.

He lowered his eyelids and apologized softly with a pitiful expression, "I'm sorry..."

They apologized verbally, but their actions were equally ruthless.

Shen Chonglu cupped Song Yunqi's left hand, which was resting on the blanket, in both hands, and pressed his thick, hot lips against it, kissing the back of her hand several times.

Song Yunqi was very tired and let him lead her, too lazy to push him away.

Seeing that he did not resist, Shen Chonglu's eyes burned with heat once again.

He held those slender fingertips in his mouth, kissing them all the way up his fair wrist, across his forearm, shoulder, and neck, finally landing on the young man's still slightly flushed face, nibbling at it tenderly like a rabid dog that had gotten its way.

Song Yunxi's face was flushed from his spit, and she turned her head away impatiently, saying, "You've got my face all spit on you, it's filthy."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chonglu was displeased. He stopped what he was doing, pressed his lips against Song Yunqi's swollen red lips, and gave them two quick kisses. Then, he raised his eyebrows, a hint of smugness and provocation in his expression.

"Where is it dirty? You didn't want to kiss me before, you were complaining that it was dirty, but now you've let me kiss you obediently, haven't you?"

Song Yunqi bit her thin lips tightly, her slender fingers clenched tightly under the brocade quilt, and turned her head away, ignoring him.

The ward was quiet for a moment, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing.

Shen Chonglu suddenly abandoned his carefree demeanor, staring intently at Song Yunqi's cool profile. The playfulness in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness and earnestness.

He squeezed the other's hand again, feeling that familiar touch, and slowly broke the silence:

"Yunqi, what is our relationship now? Can you redefine it for me?"

These words made Song Yunxi's long eyelashes tremble slightly.

"Ambiguous and unclear, lacking legitimacy and justification."

The man raised his head slightly, his dog-like eyes staring intently at the person in front of him: "I don't want to be some dispensable little lover anymore, nor do I want to be a shady bed partner."

"I want to stand openly by your side, to be your partner, your lover."

These words were spoken solemnly, each one carrying weight.

Song Yunqi turned her face, her cool gaze sweeping across Shen Chonglu's determined face. Without the slightest hesitation, she uttered two words crisply and decisively:

"no."

Shen Chonglu's expression tightened, but seeing that he still had something to say, he remained silent and listened quietly.

"I don't know how to love someone, nor do I have the ability to love."

Song Yunqi took a deep breath, knowing that this was a question she would have to face sooner or later, so she simply said bluntly, "Shen Chonglu, I admit that you are indeed special to me, but that's all. Don't waste your time on me."

"Then give him a chance."

Shen Chonglu interrupted, tightly enveloping Song Yunqi's hands in his palms, his eyes burning with passion: "Give me the chance to pursue you while I'm by your side."

He leaned forward, his voice pleading, "Even if it's just for the baby."

"Are you really planning to be single and all alone for the rest of your life? That would be too lonely. If someone is destined to be by your side, why can't that person be me? That person should be me!"

Shen Chonglu became more and more anxious as he spoke, his chest heaving violently:

"I'm much more useful than those Tom, Dick, and Harry out there. I can be your lapdog, your slave, your plaything, or your slut. Whatever you like, I can satisfy you."

"It's been more than ten years... Song Yunxi, I've liked you for more than ten years."

The man's eyes were slightly red, and he said sincerely, "This feeling never came out of thin air; it has only grown stronger with time."

"I know you're wary. I won't force you to agree right now. I can wait, as long as it takes, just don't push me away..."

Song Yunqi's eyes flickered slightly, showing some emotion, but she remained silent, her lips pursed.

Fearing he didn't have enough leverage, Shen Chonglu continued to add:

"I know you are a very career-oriented person, and work is very important to you."

"Don't worry, once the baby is born, I will take care of everything. You won't have to worry about anything. I will arrange the best for the postpartum nanny, babysitter, and nutritionist."

He pressed his face against Song Yunqi's fingertips and said gently, "I know you like quiet, value your private space, and hate it when outsiders come and go from your home."

"During the day, I have a nanny come to our home to take care of the child, and at night, I take over all the work."

"You just need to play with the baby when you're in a good mood after get off work, and I'll comfort him if he cries..."

Shen Chonglu's lips curled into a cheeky yet affectionate smile: "When you're in a bad mood, just hit me or yell at me to vent your anger, that's enough."

Song Yunqi clenched her hands into fists on her lap until her knuckles turned white, then slowly relaxed them, repeating this process over and over again.

His heart was in turmoil.

Shen Chonglu is only twenty-two years old this year, just graduated from university, and still carries a lot of drive and recklessness.

For a young person just entering society, taking on the roles of father and partner is too early and too heavy.

Although the man was speaking eloquently at the moment, Song Yunqi was unsure whether he would be able to shoulder this heavy responsibility once the novelty and enthusiasm wore off.

In fact, even without Shen Chonglu, Song Yunqi alone could give the baby the best of everything in the world; it was born to be a precious treasure cherished in the palm of someone's hand.

I can afford to provide myself with wealth, luxury, top-notch education, and pampering.

But it was precisely because of this that Song Yunqi began to doubt herself for the first time.

If one insists on severing Shen Chonglu's connection with his child and deprives the child of the right to a complete family, wouldn't one be too cold-blooded and selfish?

The tall, handsome heir to the richest man before him was like an inextinguishable raging fire, stubbornly and recklessly charging straight at him, this iceberg that had never melted.

Song Yunxi rejected him and was wary of him, but deep down she had to admit that those suppressed, secret feelings of love were uncontrollably gnawing at his reason.

The ward was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; the two stood facing each other in silence.

One gaze was burning and direct, filled with a madness that wouldn't rest until the ice was torn apart; the other was indifferent and awkward, but deep in his eyes was an unspeakable struggle and wavering.

After a long while, Song Yunqi finally let out a long breath and leaned back against the soft pillow, exhausted.

He avoided Shen Chonglu's overly intense gaze and said coldly, "Shen, don't speak too confidently."

Shen Chonglu's eyelids twitched, and he instantly held his breath.

Song Yunxi stroked her still flat stomach, a hint of compromise flashing in her eyes:

"I can give you a chance."

A surge of immense joy instantly bloomed deep within Shen Chonglu's dark eyes.

"But it's just an opportunity for him to pursue me."

He snorted coldly, looking down at the man with his usual aloof and arrogant demeanor.

"If your performance satisfies me, I'll consider whether or not to date you. If it doesn't..."

"We can get through this! We absolutely can get through this!"

Shen Chonglu wouldn't give him a chance to back out. He jumped up happily, grabbed Song Yunqi's cheek, and gave her a big, loud kiss.

"Don't even mention level one, I could beat level 10086!!"

Song Yunxi was stunned by his kiss, and raised her hand to slap away this overbearing dog, warning him:

"Touching someone without permission will result in points being deducted."

"Deduct ten points first."