The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

"Ding!" The floor has arrived, and the elevator is open.

"I'm so sleepy, I haven't slept for three days." He raised the back of his hand to cover his mouth and yawned very realistically before leading her out of the elevator.

Wen Yisheng, of course, wouldn't stand for it. She squatted down in the elevator, looked up at him angrily, and demanded, "What do you mean?"

Wen Zhi simply picked the person up.

Wen Yisheng screamed as he pulled her out of the elevator in a bear hug, his arms around her legs and waist.

No matter how much she hit or bit, Wen Zhi just laughed with great pleasure.

He was tall, and when he picked her up in this position, Wen Yisheng was afraid of losing her balance and falling, so she tried to cling to his shoulders and wrap her legs around his waist.

After entering the room, Wen Zhi gently kicked the door shut and then impatiently placed the person on the entryway cabinet before turning his head to kiss him.

There was no trace of the sleeplessness she had shown just three days ago.

He's incredibly energetic and could hold out for another three hundred rounds.

"You...get away, I don't want to!" Wen Yisheng pushed against his shoulder with her hands, turning her face to the left and right to avoid him.

Wen Zhi's breathing became erratic, yet he couldn't reach her; the bloodshot in his eyes deepened.

"I promise you, okay? We'll sleep separately tonight, let me kiss you, hurry up." He's really addicted.

He especially loved kissing Wen Yisheng, like an addict who needed constant kissing and cuddling to relieve the urge.

Wen Yisheng was sitting on the entryway cabinet, only slightly shorter than Wen Zhi.

Wen Zhi leaned down and kissed him again, but Wen Yisheng raised her hand to cover his mouth and leaned back.

"The conditions haven't been fully stated yet."

"Speak," Wen Zhiyu said, his displeased gaze sweeping over her.

Wen Yisheng looked at the ground: "I don't want to do that kind of thing with you, you can't force me."

Wen Zhi pursed his lips: "Okay. But you can't keep me waiting too long. I'm an adult male with a girlfriend...//a normal desire for love."

Wen Yisheng bit her lip. He had been too blunt, so she gave a perfunctory reply.

"You can't stop me from participating in dance competitions or performances, or we'll break up." That's my bottom line.

Because Wen Yisheng was living a very repressed life, dancing was her only dream and pursuit.

She remembered having a nightmare in which she performed a solo dance at school... and a boy seemed very angry, and the two confronted each other.

The brain naturally suppresses memories from dreams, so Wen Yisheng no longer remembers the content of her dream, only vaguely recalling the general outline.

Wen Zhi nodded: "I won't stop you." He paused, his eyes darkening slightly, "But Ah Sheng, don't say the words 'break up' again. It will hurt me, you know?"

Wen Yisheng shuddered and gripped the edge of the cabinet tightly with her fingers.

Therefore, he didn't give her the right to break up with him at all. Wen Yisheng felt suffocated just thinking about it.

"You bastard, what right do you have..." Her eyes reddened again.

"Baby, don't cry. What I mean is, we're doing fine. Why did you bring up breaking up? Of course I'm angry when I hear that." He leaned down to comfort her, kissing the corner of her eye with his lips.

Wen Yisheng slapped his face away, choking back tears, and said, "Get out, I haven't finished stating my conditions."

Wen Zhi was already impatient. Why were there so many conditions for dating?

But when he saw Wen Yisheng's red eyes, his heart softened completely. "Okay, you can say it, but don't cry."

Wen Yisheng stopped crying.

After spending a lot of time with Wen Zhi, she's learned to act too.

"You can't kiss me, hug me, or touch me without my permission."

She finished speaking in a low voice.

Wen Zhi's lips twitched, then she suddenly laughed: "Impossible, I can't do that, no one would treat their boyfriend like that."

Wen Yisheng had never been in a relationship before and had no experience, so she just didn't want Wen Zhi to touch her.

"Holding hands is fine, but kissing is only allowed once a day." She retorted angrily.

Wen Zhi smiled slightly: "Three times."

"Just once," Wen Yisheng insisted.

Wen Zhi shook his head: "Ten times."

Wen Yisheng's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly. "Just three times!"

Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow, breathing closer, a smug smile playing on his lips: "Hmm, three times."

"..." Wen Yisheng's face flushed with annoyance, realizing that he had fallen into his trap.

She tried to kick him, but he pressed the back of her head down, and Wen Zhi's voice came through his lips in a muffled tone: "The first kiss of the day."

This is the early morning of the first day that Wen Yisheng and Wen Zhi were forced into a relationship.

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After washing up, the two didn't go back to their respective rooms to sleep until about 3 a.m.

That's right, each one of them.

Wen Zhi was somewhat trustworthy and didn't sleep with her again, so Wen Yisheng was able to lie freely in bed and have a very comfortable sleep.

When Wen Yisheng woke up again, it was already 2 PM.

In the restaurant, Wen Zhi, wearing an apron, had laid out a fragrant meal. Seeing her come out, he smiled broadly: "You're awake! I was just about to wake you up."

His eyes were filled with tenderness.

Completely immersed in the happiness of being in love.

Wen Yisheng couldn't manage a smile, and was too lazy to give him a perfunctory reply: "Where's my phone?"

Wen Zhi's smile remained unchanged: "I'll give it to you after you finish eating."