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The next morning, sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains of the room, casting dappled warmth.

Liu Yunshu was awakened by an itch on her neck.

Pei Yu'an was lowering his head and gently rubbing his nose against her collarbone, his breath carrying a faint scent of soapberry mixed with the lingering smell of alcohol, making it exceptionally refreshing.

She raised her hand to stroke the top of his soft hair, her voice still hoarse from just waking up: "Awake so early?"

Pei Yu'an looked up at her, his eyes still filled with tenderness, and his voice was sweet and affectionate as he said, "Sister Liu~"

The drawn-out tone, carrying the unique dependence of a young man, inexplicably softened Liu Yunshu's heart.

She ruffled his hair a couple more times with her fingertips and laughed, "How old are you, still acting like a child."

Pei Yu'an, however, was like a large dog being stroked, rubbing his face against her palm again, his voice even lower: "In front of Sister Liu, I will always be a child."

Liu Yunshu snorted softly and gently tugged at his earlobe. "Who was it that said they'd be my little adult last night? And even said they'd give me a good C..."

Before she could finish speaking, Pei Yu'an's ear tips turned bright red, and he buried his face in her neck, his warm breath tickling her skin.

"Sister Liu!"

He protested silently, but his arms tightened around her waist, pulling her even closer to his embrace.

"Don't mention this... If you do, I'm going to stand up straight! Like, perfectly straight!"

Liu Yunshu chuckled softly, amused by his words, and gently pinched his burning earlobe with her fingertips: "What? Now you know how to be shy?"

Pei Yu'an sullenly bit her neck, leaving a light red mark, his voice full of grievance: "Sister Liu always bullies me..."

"Bullying you?"

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow, her fingertips slowly sliding down his back, her tone slightly teasing.

"Who was it that pinned me down on the sofa last night...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Pei Yu'an suddenly looked up, his gentle gaze instantly replaced by burning intensity.

He grabbed her wrists, pinned her down, and showered her with hot kisses on her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and finally settled on her lips.

"Sister Liu is teasing me again."

His voice was incredibly hoarse, his breath brushing against her lips, "I can't guarantee what I'll do next."

Liu Yunshu's breathing became slightly disordered from his kiss, but her fingertips mischievously pinched his waist lightly.

"Oh? Then I'd like to see how much 'motivation' Little Pei has left today..."

Pei Yu'an's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and the darkness in his eyes seemed to devour him.

He leaned down and kissed her lips, his voice muffled by the kiss: "Sister Liu...you asked for this..."

Sunlight filtered through the thin gauze, casting ambiguous shadows on the intertwined figures of the two.

In the lounge, only the soft rustling of clothes and their hot breaths broke the tranquility of the morning...

After a long while, a sweaty hand picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table and took one out.

Then a hand with distinct knuckles reached out from behind and handed over a lighter.

With a "click," a pale blue flame shot up, illuminating Liu Yunshu's slightly lowered eyelashes.

Pei Yu'an leaned back on the sofa, looking down at her as she inhaled through a cigarette butt, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the corner of his lips that he had just bitten.

Smoke rings slowly escaped from her red lips, blurring the languid look in her eyes.

He reached out and gently brushed away the stray hairs clinging to her cheek: "Sister Liu, smoke less, it's bad for your voice."

Liu Yunshu turned her head and exhaled a complete smoke ring, glancing at his worried brows and eyes, and chuckled softly: "I know, little steward."

"By the way, about last night..."

She didn't explicitly say what it was about, but Pei Yu'an immediately understood. The tenderness in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a coldness: "Hmm."

"Have you ever had any doubts?" Liu Yunshu gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes with the tip of her cigarette between her fingers.

Pei Yu'an grasped her hand, his fingertips gently stroking her wrist, his voice slightly hurried and firm: "Never."

Liu Yunshu paused slightly, holding her cigarette, then lightly poked his cheek with her fingertip and chuckled, "Silly boy! Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Know!"

Pei Yu'an stared intently at her. "You mean you know my mother and Chen Yu are having an affair, and I'll misunderstand and think you're trying to seduce me because of that?"

Liu Yunshu chuckled at his blunt eagerness, her fingertips tracing his cheek down to his chin, and gently hooking her finger: "What if I..."

"What if you do something?" Pei Yu'an's heart skipped a beat, his palms clenched slightly, and the tension in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Looking at him like this, Liu Yunshu's smile deepened.

She raised her hand and gently lifted his chin with her pipe, her voice laced with a lazy, teasing tone:

"What if I did it on purpose? To deliberately lure you in..."

He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, silencing all her unspoken words.

The kiss was filled with intense possessiveness and overwhelming emotion, almost as if it wanted to crush her in its embrace.

After a long while, he finally released her, panting, his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes burning and resolute: "Even if it was intentional, I'm willing to do it."

Liu Yunshu's breath hitched slightly from his kiss, but she gently pinched his waist with her fingertips and chuckled, "You smooth talker."

Pei Yu'an chuckled softly, pulled her into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Only like this with Sister Liu."

Liu Yunshu found a comfortable position in his arms, playing with his hair with her fingertips. "No classes today?"

Pei Yu'an toyed with a strand of her slightly curled hair, his tone blatantly cheeky.

"I didn't have class in the morning. Zhao Lei and the others asked me to play basketball, but I declined."

He lowered his head, his nose almost brushing against her forehead, and said in a low voice, "I'll be spending the whole day with Sister Liu."

Liu Yunshu paused, looked up into his eyes, and a faint but genuine smile spread across her lips.

"That's perfect. Come with me back today to pick up some things."

Pei Yu'an's eyes suddenly lit up, his arms tightened, and he pulled the person into a deeper embrace, his voice almost overflowing with joy.

"Okay, I'll do whatever Sister Liu says!"

He remained silent for a moment, then couldn't resist lowering his head to touch the top of her head with his lips, his voice muffled as he tentatively asked, "What... what if he's home?"

Liu Yunshu did not answer immediately, but reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table, skillfully flicked out a slender cigarette and lit it.

She casually flicked her cigarette ash, and the snow-white ashes fell in a soft rustling sound.

Behind the wisps of smoke, her eyes held a hint of playful mockery: "What, scared?"

"I'm not afraid!" Pei Yu'an puffed out his chest, his tone revealing the defiant spirit unique to young people.

Liu Yunshu chuckled as she looked at his defiant expression.

He casually stubbed out the cigarette, which he had only taken one puff of, in the crystal ashtray.

"rest assured,"

She stood up and gracefully straightened her slightly disheveled clothes. "At this hour, he should already be at the company."

She immediately picked up her phone, skillfully dialed a number, and instantly switched her tone to an intimate and cheerful one.

"Mom, I recently signed up for a membership at my usual beauty salon. The environment and the techniques are excellent. Would you like to try it out?"

"Oh my! Really?"

An undisguised joyful female voice immediately came through the receiver.

"Our Yunshu is the most thoughtful, always thinking of Mom! Well... shall I go over now? I'm not quite sure of the address yet, otherwise you..."

"Mom, don't worry, I'll call a car for you in a bit, and I've also booked the services for you in advance. You just need to get there, and I guarantee you'll be comfortable."

She hung up the phone decisively, then turned to look at Pei Yu'an, who was still lounging on the sofa, his gaze following her. She raised an eyebrow.

"All done. It's quiet now, let's go."

Pei Yu'an immediately stood up like a soldier receiving orders, and strode over to her in a few steps.

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As soon as Pei Yu'an entered their bridal chamber, he stopped in his tracks on the TV cabinet, where several photo frames were arranged side by side.

He involuntarily let go of her hand, stepped forward, and casually picked up one of them.

In the photo, Liu Yunshu is wearing a gentle beige dress, with a familiar, elegant smile on her lips.

Beside her stood Chen Yu, his arm intimately around her shoulder, his gaze towards the camera filled with undisguised tenderness and possessiveness.

Pei Yu'an's fingertips unconsciously traced the cold glass of the photo frame, brushing across the glaring smiling face in the photograph.

The surrounding air seemed to suddenly become viscous, carrying a silent declaration from another dimension.

Liu Yunshu went into the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and when she turned around, she saw him staring at the photo frame in a daze.

She sat on a high stool at the bar, holding a water glass, her chin resting on her hand, and looked at him teasingly, "What? Jealous?"

Pei Yu'an turned around abruptly, the tips of his ears still flushed red.

He put down the photo album and walked closer to her, resting his hands on the table and his chin on them, looking at her with a pitiful expression.

"Sister Liu knew perfectly well, yet she still laughed at me."

His voice was muffled, but his eyes were glued to her face, his fingertips unconsciously digging into the edge of the bar.

Liu Yunshu suppressed a laugh and held the water glass to his lips, her tone softening slightly: "Silly boy..."

Just then, the sound of a key turning in a lock came from outside the door.

The two exchanged a glance, and Pei Yu'an quickly hid under the bar.

Face the wall and think about your mistakes...