The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

a letter.

It's still pink.

I rely on.

Which girl wrote the love letter to Shi Qianqiu?

How could this be happening now?

Chen Jingmo glanced back at Shi Qianqiu, who was working diligently. His back teeth were grinding together, and he wished he could go over and bite his head until he was bald and had a receding hairline!

Ugh, I'm so angry!

Where the hell did this "white moonlight" come from?

After carefully opening it, Chen Jingmo looked at the ugly handwriting on it and sneered, but she was still so jealous that she wanted to tear the love letter to shreds.

"Sweetie, what are you doing?"

Chen Jingmo clutched the love letter in his hand, without turning around, and continued to touch the books on the bookshelf, "It's been so long since it was cleaned, there's a layer of dust."

Shi Qianqiu said, "I'll have Auntie come tomorrow."

"OK."

With this discovery, Chen Jingmo continued searching.

Upon seeing a corner of the photo, Chen Jingmo could no longer contain himself and turned to glare angrily at Shi Qianqiu, "Who the hell do you like?"

The moment the words left his mouth, they already had a nasal tone.

"Shi Qianqiu, I have a question for you—" Chen Jingmo pulled out the photo, only to find it was of himself, and froze on the spot for a moment.

Shi Qianqiu hurried along, wanting to retrieve the photo, but seeing Chen Jingmo's red eyes, she hugged him tightly and explained in a low voice, "I took it from your album a long time ago."

He was so engrossed in the joy of Chen Jingmo keeping him company in the study that he had completely forgotten about this.

Chen Jingmo showed Shi Qianqiu the crumpled pink love letter in his hand, "And what about this? How do you explain this? 'Spring and Autumn Flowers Fall in Timely Rain,' 'I fucking love you,' who wrote this? It's awful!"

Shi Qianqiu chuckled and pinched Chen Jingmo's ear, but Chen dodged away. "What's so funny? Who wrote this anyway?"

"you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I have absolutely no recollection of it."

"You were drunk at the time, and you said you knew a lot of people had given me love letters. You took out this pink paper from your bag, sat on my lap to write, and then stuck it to my heart, saying it was a gift to me and that I should keep it safe."

"..." Is he really that bold? No, how could he be so stupid?

This love letter has absolutely no literary merit.

Chen Jingmo was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and wanted to throw away the love letter in his hand, but Shi Qianqiu took it, carefully stretched it out, and put it in the original book.

"Throw it away, I can't even bear to look at it."

"I won't throw it away."

"When exactly did you start liking me? When did you write this love letter? And why is it being written now?"

I won't tell you.

"...Okay." Chen Jingmo glanced behind him. "How much longer do you have to work?"

"I'm not working anymore."

"?"

Shi Qianqiu picked up Chen Jingmo, supporting his buttocks as she kissed him and walked out. When they reached the door, she turned off the light and closed the door. She returned to the bedroom and sank into the soft bedding with Chen Jingmo, pressing her lips against his and licking him.

The war is about to start.

Chen Jingmo wrapped his arms around Shi Qianqiu's shoulders, closed his eyes, and returned the kiss. His waist was so soft in Shi Qianqiu's hot hands that he even moaned softly from the kiss. When his eyelashes trembled, he suddenly turned his head to breathe and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Husband for our sweetheart."

"no."

Chen Jingmo pushed Shi Qianqiu, "Get up first."

Shi Qianqiu got up, but didn't let go of Chen Jingmo's waist, pulling him up as well and carrying him towards the bathroom.

There was a towel on the sink.

Chen Jingmo told Shi Qianqiu to leave, but then immediately tightened his grip on her waist.

"Well."

Half an hour later.

Bed.

Chen Jingmo blushed furiously, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. He didn't respond to any kisses or words, and even covered his face with the back of his hand.

"My sweet baby."

"My sweet baby..."

"Baby…"

"Wife..."

"Stop shouting, are you coming or not?" Chen Jingmo peeked at Shi Qianqiu through his fingers.

Shi Qianqiu chuckled and nuzzled his ear, "It's so hot, is my sweetie shy and wanting to hide?"

"...You're the one who's hiding."

"Sweetie, don't cover your face, your husband likes to see it."

Shi Qianqiu pulled down Chen Jingmo's wrist, and he covered his face again, even getting annoyed. "Are you coming or not? If you're not coming, I'm going to sleep."

After much hesitation, he said, "There won't be a next time."

Shi Qianqiu nodded in agreement, but he knew he would still tease Chen Jingmo next time. He loved seeing Chen Jingmo blush with extreme embarrassment and indignation, his eyes pleading with him not to look. He would suppress his anger, burying himself in Shi Qianqiu's arms, occasionally resting his chin on Shi Qianqiu's shoulder in a self-deprecating manner, but then immediately bit Shi Qianqiu in a fit of embarrassment and indignation, making him ticklish, excited, and happy (he was referring to helping with the laundry, so there were no negative consequences).

"Um...wait a minute...it's...okay now."

Chen Jingmo glanced at the string of small lights on the ceiling and asked Shi Qianqiu to turn them off. Shi Qianqiu was unusually quiet today because he was mimicking Chen Jingmo's breathing, occasionally letting out a soft, indulgent laugh, like he was teasing a child. Seeing Chen Jingmo frown, tilt his head back, and tense up, he took the opportunity to kiss his Adam's apple, gently, once or twice, making Chen Jingmo's heart tremble. He liked it very much.

I like Shi Qianqiu's gentle nature.

I loathe and hate those days, hating the fact that even when I'm unhappy, I still have to smile and face many people the next day.

Chen Jingmo held the coat in his arms at night, tears soaking many parts of it. Those photos held unspeakable bitterness, now locked in the past by two locks. From now on, happiness awaits him.

Chen Jingmo lay on the bed, cursing Shi Qianqiu as a dog. Shi Qianqiu nodded and said that he was Chen Jingmo's lickspittle. After saying that, he started kissing Chen Jingmo's neck bone and the flushed area behind his ear. "My darling is too shy and nervous."

"..."

"You fucking, uh, get...get out."

Shi Qianqiu will not roll.

He's been disobedient lately.

Chen Jingmo said, "I want to break up with you. I want to date someone else."

Shi Qianqiu asked, "Is it because your husband doesn't have any strange features?"

"But if someone looks weird, they're not human... Haha, I forgot my little darling has a collection of things, where's her phone?"

Shi Qianqiu reached for his phone on the bedside table, but Chen Jingmo called him an idiot, saying it was an invasion of his privacy. Shi Qianqiu put it down again and asked Chen Jingmo what shape he liked, pausing between each sentence to catch his breath. He added that he would buy them all himself, as they had to be comfortable to use (referring to the writing pen).

Chen Jingmo was panting heavily, his hair was shaking so much that it was blocking his eyes, and he said with a sob that he hated Shi Qianqiu.

Shi Qianqiu smiled and asked him what he hated about him.

Chen Jingmo said he hated Shi Qianqiu for not liking him, hated that Shi Qianqiu didn't know how much he liked him, and hated that Shi Qianqiu always made him sad and heartbroken. He also said that he couldn't pretend nothing had happened today, that he was terrified when Shi Qianqiu saw those photos, and finally said—

"If you dare abandon me again, I'll chop you up!"

Shi Qianqiu ruffled Chen Jingmo's hair and praised him for venting his emotions, saying it was great.