Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

Jin Bao'er was awakened by a gentle and lingering kiss.

The two argued until late last night, tossing and turning. He cried and gasped, begging for mercy several times in a soft voice before Zhao Yuheng finally stopped.

Once someone falls for you, they become insatiable, their strength fierce and painful, yet each thrust is imbued with an intense, irresistible possessiveness and affection.

Jin Bao'er was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open, and she felt both soft-hearted and angry.

She wanted to raise her hand and punch him a couple of times, but she couldn't bear to really hit him hard, afraid of hurting him. So she could only suppress her little grievances and curl up in the quilt to fall asleep.

I wanted to catch up on some sleep in the early morning, but the warmth on my lips lingered.

She kissed his lips, the corners of his eyes, and the tip of his nose gently and repeatedly, her familiar scent enveloping him and leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Zhao Yuheng... what are you doing...?"

Jin Bao'er's eyes were still closed, her voice was slurred, hoarse from just waking up, and had a noticeable morning grumpiness.

She buried her head in the pillow, trying to escape the kiss that was disturbing her peaceful sleep.

The person on top of him chuckled softly, the vibration of their chest conveying a steady warmth, the heat gently brushing against his earlobe.

"My little one, wake up, your husband is taking you to a nice place."

"No... I want to sleep... Don't bother me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yuheng lowered his head and kissed him again.

This time, it wasn't just a fleeting encounter. Their lips pressed tightly together, the pressure gradually increasing, gentle yet undeniable, so intense that his breathing became erratic.

Jin Bao'er felt a tightness in her chest from the kiss and instinctively turned her head away, but the man firmly held the back of her neck, making it impossible for her to escape.

"If you don't get up, your husband will kiss you until you cry."

Zhao Yuheng lay half-lying on him, the heat of their skin touching making him tremble, and he spoke in a very low voice.

She gently touched his earlobe, her voice both husky and soothing, with a touch of deliberate mischief and an undisguised doting affection.

Jin Bao'er was both ashamed and annoyed. Her body went limp from the kiss, and she couldn't resist him. She could only reluctantly open her eyelids and glare at him.

That bit of bravado crumbled instantly at the smile in the man's eyes.

Finally, he got dressed with Zhao Yuheng's help throughout the process.

The man buttoned the shirt up one by one, carefully and gently put the collar on the shirt, and even knelt down on one knee to put the socks on for him.

The movements were natural and practiced, as if they had done it a thousand times.

Then, the man picked him up and carried him steadily into the bathroom to wash up.

Zhao Yuheng didn't say where he wanted to go the whole time; he just kept spoiling, indulging, and coaxing him.

Jin Bao'er was so sleepy that his head was spinning, and he didn't think much until he was led out of the car and stood in front of that familiar place, where he suddenly froze.

—It's an amusement park.

—It's a Ferris wheel.

My gaze fell on the huge wheel that was slowly turning.

Jin Bao'er's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, her heart felt like it was being gently squeezed by something, both sore and swollen, and she was instantly speechless.

Zhao Yuheng, standing beside him, had shed his usual domineering and casual demeanor, and did not put his arm around him as he used to.

Instead, she held his hand very lightly and solemnly, her palm dry and warm, her strength steady and light, as if she were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

Do you remember this place?

Zhao Yuheng looked down at him, his voice softer than the morning breeze, his eyes filled with an unyielding tenderness and solemnity:

"Your husband promised you that he would take you to the amusement park and kiss you until you cried at the highest point of the Ferris wheel."

One sentence struck Jin Bao'er directly into the softest spot in her heart.

My nose suddenly stung, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears.

All those images of people secretly coming alone after a breakup, queuing alone, sitting alone in the cabin, and crying in the empty space at the highest point all flooded my mind in an instant.

Feelings of grievance, waiting in vain, longing suppressed in the dead of night, and a sense of loss that can't be shared with anyone... all find a place to rest at this moment.

That's been so long, five years.

He thought the other person had long forgotten, that it was just a casual remark made during the honeymoon phase, and that the promise had long been buried in the past along with the arguments and separation.

But Zhao Yuheng remembered.

Clear and precise, not a single word different.

Zhao Yuheng felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at his eyes, which had instantly reddened. He gently stroked the corner of his eye with his thumb.

His movements were so gentle they were almost delicate, and his tone was filled with undisguised apology and self-reproach.

"It's all my fault, making our youngest child wait for so many years, and even making you come here alone to suffer. I promised you something, but I've been putting it off for so long, and I'm only making it up to you today."

He paused, each word spoken earnestly and devoutly, as if making a lifelong vow:

"Today, your husband is making up for everything he owes you, from the Ferris wheel to the promise we made."

"From now on, I will never leave you alone again, and I will never let you have expectations only to be disappointed time and time again."

Jin Bao'er tilted her head back, tears welling up in her eyes.

He nodded vigorously, his voice soft yet incredibly firm:

"Okay, I believe you."

He trusts this person.

Believe in his belated attempt to make amends, believe in his cherishing of what he has regained, believe that this time, he truly will not leave again.

While queuing, Zhao Yuheng always held him in his arms, using his body to separate him from the crowd and prevent anyone from touching him.

His gaze remained fixed on Jin Bao'er, focused and tense, as if afraid that if he let go, the person in his arms would disappear from his life again.

Jin Bao'er felt her heart burning under his gaze, and quietly moved closer to him, squeezing his hand tightly with her fingertips.

As you sit in the Ferris wheel cabin, the door slowly closes, and the small space instantly becomes quiet, leaving only the steady breathing of each other as you gradually draw closer.

Zhao Yuheng gently pulled him into his arms, letting him lean steadily against his chest. Listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, Jin Bao'er felt inexplicably at ease.

"It was my fault before. I made you sad, made you wait, and made you bear all the grievances alone."

The man's voice was deep and gentle, filled with profound self-reflection, "From now on, whatever you want, your husband will remember; whatever I promise you, your husband will definitely do, and I will never break my word again."

Jin Bao'er nestled quietly in his arms, looking up at him with eyes full of happiness that was about to overflow.

It turns out that being cared for and having every casual remark remembered feels so warm.

The Ferris wheel slowly rises, the ground recedes further and further away, and the city unfolds beneath our feet.

Sunlight streamed through the glass, bathing the two of them in a warm, just-right warmth—neither too intense nor too oppressive, much like their current mood.

The moment you reach the very top, the whole world seems to fall silent.

The wind gently swayed the cabin, and time seemed to slow down.

Zhao Yuheng gently cupped Jin Bao'er's face, his fingertips tracing the corners of his reddened eyes again and again. In his eyes were tenderness, apology, and the preciousness of something lost and then regained.

"Sweetheart, I'm making up for the Ferris wheel you owed me today."

"Your husband will keep his promise."

He lowered his head slightly and touched Jin Bao'er's lips very lightly, like a feather falling gently.