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That kiss on my forehead was gentle, yet burning hot.

Nie Qingcheng trembled all over. Her fox-like eyes, which could always stir up stormy waves, were now like butterfly wings wet with rain, trembling fragilely.

The thin mist in her eyes could no longer be held back, turning into scalding tears that silently slid down her smooth cheeks.

She didn't speak, but suddenly tightened her arms and used all her strength to embed herself tightly into Zhang Yan's embrace, as if she wanted to blend herself into his bones and blood.

The phoenix pendant hanging on her chest seemed to sense her overwhelming emotions, and the red jadeite that served as the phoenix's eye emitted an increasingly warm light.

"A casual little thing I made..."

Nie Qingcheng buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, with a heavy nasal tone and a hint of grievance that she herself was unaware of.

"Zhang Yan, you bastard."

"This is the best gift I've ever received."

She had never been so out of control in her entire life.

I've never been so...happy.

Zhang Yan didn't say anything, but simply reached out and gently patted her slightly trembling back, one pat at a time.

He could feel that the woman in his arms was shedding all her armor, handing over her soft and lonely heart to him completely and without reservation.

The flickering candlelight stretched their shadows long, intertwining them in an inseparable way.

That night, they did not return to their bedroom.

Right there in the empty living room, on that soft sofa, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

……

The next morning.

A ray of golden sunlight, streaming through the huge French windows, playfully danced on Nie Qingcheng's eyelashes.

She slowly opened her eyes, still somewhat dazed.

The first feeling was an unprecedented sense of ease and tranquility, as if floating on clouds.

Over the years, she has hardly had a good night's sleep because she is in charge of a vast business empire.

Even in my dreams, my mind is filled with all sorts of data, reports, and business games.

But last night, she slept soundly without having a single dream.

She moved her body and realized that she was like an octopus, clinging to Zhang Yan.

One leg was draped across his waist, and her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck. Her cheek was pressed against his warm chest, and she could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

This sound brought her more peace of mind than any lullaby in the world.

Her cheeks instantly flushed a beautiful blush.

She cautiously raised her head and looked at Zhang Yan's magnified sleeping face, which was so close to hers.

As he slept, he shed his daytime composure and calmness, and his delicate eyebrows relaxed, revealing a clean and pure youthful air that softened her heart. She couldn't help but reach out her finger and gently trace his brow bone.

Just then, Zhang Yan's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

The air suddenly became scorching hot.

"morning."

Zhang Yan's voice was hoarse from just waking up, deep and sexy.

"morning……"

Nie Qingcheng's voice was barely audible, and she instinctively wanted to climb off him.

But as soon as she moved, Zhang Yan let out a muffled groan.

"Don't move."

"What's wrong?"

Nie Qingcheng asked nervously.

"My arm... is numb," Zhang Yan said helplessly.

His arm, which she had used as a pillow all night, was now completely numb.

Nie Qingcheng then realized her "crime," her face turning even redder. She hurriedly and clumsily helped him remove his arm and awkwardly massaged it with her soft little hands.

"Okay, it's alright now."

Zhang Yan felt the warmth of her fingertips, and the tenderness in his heart almost overflowed. "I should get up; I have class this morning."

As he spoke, he prepared to sit up.

However, he had barely moved.

The woman in his arms suddenly coiled around him again, like a startled serpent.

Instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter, her breathtakingly beautiful face rubbing against his chest as she murmured indistinctly in a tone that was both domineering and coquettish.

"Don't leave."

Zhang Yan froze, somewhat amused and exasperated: "Qingcheng, stop fooling around, you'll be late for class if you don't go now."

"Being late is fine."

Nie Qingcheng raised her head, her captivating fox-like eyes now watery, like a Persian cat reluctant to get out of bed, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Zhang Yan shook his head, ruffled her long hair, and said helplessly, "Fine, fine, I won't get up, I'll stay with you."

He thought that if he stayed with her a little longer, she would be satisfied.

But he still underestimated how clingy a woman immersed in happiness can be.

They stayed in that position until noon.

During this time, Zhang Yan tried to get up several times, but Nie Qingcheng forcibly suppressed him with various excuses.

"I'm hungry. If you hold me, I won't be hungry anymore."

"I'm cold. Hold me and I'll feel warm."

"The sun is shining outside, it's too bright, I just want to stay in your arms."

Zhang Yan was completely speechless and could only let her hang on him like a large pendant.

It wasn't until Uncle Fu knocked on the door three times to remind her that lunch was ready that Nie Qingcheng reluctantly let go of him, still wanting more.

After lunch, Zhang Yan thought he could finally gain a moment of freedom.

He wanted to go to the study to read for a while.

"What's so interesting about books? Look at me."

Nie Qingcheng pressed him down onto the sofa, then curled up in his arms like a kitten, forcing him to watch a boring, soapy romance drama with her.

He wanted to go to the balcony for some fresh air.

"It's windy outside, you'll catch a cold, you're not allowed to go."

Nie Qingcheng hugged his waist from behind, refusing to let go no matter what.

The most outrageous thing was that Zhang Yan needed to go to the restroom.

As soon as he stood up, Nie Qingcheng looked at him with a wary gaze.

"Where are you going?"

"Toilet."

"oh."

She nodded, then took long strides and followed behind him.

Zhang Yan stopped at the bathroom door, both amused and exasperated: "You're coming in too?"

Nie Qingcheng blushed, pouted, crossed her arms, and leaned against the wall outside the door, looking like she was waiting for him right there.

"I'm afraid you'll get flushed down the toilet."

Zhang Yan: "..."

He felt like he hadn't found a girlfriend, but rather adopted an infuriatingly clingy cat.

The whole day was spent in this sweet yet helpless "Siamese twin" state.

Until nightfall.

The two remained snuggled on the sofa, with Nie Qingcheng resting her head on his lap, holding a tablet and casually scrolling through the news.

Zhang Yan held a book and read it quietly.

The years are quiet and the world is stable.

"Zhang Yan".

Nie Qingcheng suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"You didn't go to school all day today, won't your teachers give you trouble?" She looked up at his sharply defined jawline.

"It's okay, I had my roommate ask for leave for me," Zhang Yan replied casually.

"Oh……"

Nie Qingcheng nodded, remained silent for a few seconds, and then spoke softly in a tone that seemed casual but was actually somewhat probing.

"It's not good for you to keep skipping classes like this."

"How about... I talk to your principal and ask him to switch all your classes to online from now on?"

"Or, you could just quit going to school altogether, and I'll support you."