Host! I told you to do a task! I didn't tell you to bbb.

Another two weeks have passed since the engagement banquet.

That day, Liu Yunshu and Shen Qingqing went for a stroll in the mall.

Warm sunlight streamed through the glass dome, falling on the gleaming marble floor and making the surrounding shop windows appear even brighter.

"Ah Shen's birthday is coming up soon, and I still haven't decided what gift to give him," Liu Yunshu said with a hint of distress in her voice.

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingqing stopped, turned her head, a sly glint in her eyes, lowered her voice, and spoke with a mischievous tone:

"Silly Yunshu, what gift in this world could move him more than 'you' yourself?"

Shen Qingqing smiled so broadly that her eyes disappeared, and without saying a word, she pulled her and turned her in one direction.

"Come on, I'll take you to a great place, one that your Mr. Fu will never forget!"

They stopped in front of a uniquely decorated shop.

Warm yellow light streamed through the glass door, and a faint, sweet fragrance wafted in the air.

Liu Yunshu looked up and saw the store name and the ambiguous display in the window, and was amazed.

The indoor lighting is softer and more hazy, and the aroma of fragrance lingers around the nose.

The shelves are neatly arranged with a variety of beautifully packaged gift boxes, as well as some uniquely designed and subtly used small items.

A sales assistant with a sweet smile greeted us at just the right moment.

"Ladies, what would you like to see? We just received a lot of new products."

Shen Qingqing cleared her throat, leaned closer, and whispered:

"Hmm... do you have any gift recommendations that are suitable for couples, something romantic?"

"This way, please."

The sales assistant smiled knowingly and led them to the inner section.

"These gift sets are very popular, including silk eye masks, aromatherapy diffusers, select lingerie, and matching...toys."

Her tone was natural, as if she were introducing ordinary cosmetics.

Liu Yunshu and Shen Qingqing stared wide-eyed at the dazzling array of tools, their eyes widening in amazement.

Shen Qingqing, however, was quite interested and picked one up...

He waved it in front of Liu Yunshu, his eyes full of mockery: "How about this one?"

"This...this..."

Liu Yunshu's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the soft down.

The sales associate observes the customer's expressions and adds information as needed:

"This design is actually quite ingenious. It comes with matching ear headbands, which many young couples who appreciate a touch of style will choose."

Liu Yunshu's gaze fell on the pair of small, fluffy fox ears beside her.

It drifted back to what was in my hand... and my heart started racing.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a nightgown on a mannequin next to her.

Layers of smoky pink lace are layered, like mist and rosy clouds, while tiny pearls adorning the neckline gleam with a soft luster.

The skirt is made of light, semi-transparent tulle, which subtly and alluringly outlines the woman's graceful curves.

Her breath hitched slightly.

"This...and this..."

Her voice was weak as she pointed to the fox accessories.

She glanced quickly at the smoky pink nightgown and the matching lingerie next to it.

"...Let's wrap them up together."

Shen Qingqing chuckled and winked at the sales assistant, indicating that she wanted them all.

"Our Yunshu has really grown up."

As Liu Yunshu paid and walked out of the store, her cheeks still felt hot, and her fingertips were slightly burning as she carried the exquisite gift bag.

Shen Qingqing linked arms with her, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"That's perfect! This gift is absolutely unique. If you're not interested, Mr. Fu, I'll book the entire mall for you as an apology."

Liu Yunshu slapped her hand away, glared at her feigned anger, but a faint sense of anticipation welled up inside her.

The warm sunlight fell on the gift box, and the gold-embossed patterns made her heart race.

I can almost picture Fu Yanshen’s reaction when he sees this gift—whether it’s astonishment, amazement, or a turbulent undercurrent in his eyes.

When they returned to the villa, Fu Yanshen was still working in his study.

Liu Yunshu quietly hid the gift box deep inside the wardrobe in the dressing room. Her fingertips traced the smooth surface of the gift box, and her ears grew even hotter.

For the next few days, she acted as if nothing had happened.

Even when Fu Yanshen subtly mentioned "a special day in a few days," he deliberately blinked blankly and asked in return:

"A special day? Is the company holding an important press conference?"

Her completely oblivious expression made Fu Yanshen chuckle helplessly. He reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, sighing softly.

"You're such a heartless little fox."

Her tone was indulgent, but the faint disappointment that flashed deep in her eyes did not escape Liu Yunshu's discreet observation.

On his birthday, Fu Yanshen was tied up with several urgent official duties and was not able to get away until evening.

As he pushed open the front door, the striking arrow made of bright red rose petals in the entryway instantly caught his eye.

His cold, stern features softened, and a knowing yet expectant smile curved his lips.

Following the guidance of the petals, the warm yellow light meandered all the way to the door of the master bedroom.

The door was ajar, and a unique scent, a blend of sweet floral and fruity aromas and ambiguous musk, wafted out.

The threads, like invisible hooks, pulled at his feet and subtly stirred his emotions.

He gently pushed open the door.

Only a few dim wall lamps were lit in the bedroom, the interplay of light and shadow creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.

On the bedside table, a scented candle burned quietly, its flickering flames baking the air with warmth and fragrance.

His gaze froze when it fell on the figure at the edge of the bed, and his breath stopped.

Liu Yunshu sat there, wearing that smoky pink lace nightgown.

Warm light streamed over her bare shoulders and neck, casting alluring shadows on her delicate collarbones.

Layers of lace and sheer tulle skirt partially concealed her shapely figure, while the pearls at her neckline gleamed with a warm, subtle light.

The worst part was that she wore a pair of fluffy fox ears in her hair.

When her clear eyes looked over, a faint blush appeared at the corners of her eyes, a hint of smugness mixed with shyness.

She resembles a little fox spirit who has just entered the human world and accidentally fallen in love.

Fu Yanshen's Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He closed the door behind him, the soft click of the lock ringing out clearly in the silence.

He approached step by step, his gaze as fiery as molten lava, locking onto her firmly, his voice low and hoarse beyond belief.

"Is this what you meant by 'forgot my birthday'?"

Liu Yunshu twisted the lace trim of her nightgown with her fingertips, and when she looked up at him, her eyes shone with a mixture of cunning and allure.

The fox ears twitched slightly with her movement: "Surprised? Unexpected?"

"surprise."

He had already walked up to her, bent down, and his well-defined fingers were burning hot.

He stroked her already reddened earlobe, his voice suppressing a storm of emotions.

"It was so unexpected that I couldn't take my eyes off it."

Liu Yunshu was burned by the intense possessiveness in his words and subconsciously wanted to shrink back.

But he grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

The crisp scent of cedar mixed with the sweet and warm aromatherapy in the room instantly enveloped her.

She could clearly hear his strong and rapid heartbeat in his chest, and feel his burning gaze on her head and cheeks.

"Birthday present...do you like it?"

She tilted her head back, the blush around her eyes deepening, her voice soft and gentle, carrying an unconscious allure.

Fu Yanshen did not answer immediately.

He lowered his head, his thin lips first gently brushing against her forehead, then slowly moving down along her delicate nose.

Finally, his breath lingered above her slightly trembling lips, their hot breaths mingling.

I like you more than any gift.

Before he finished speaking, his kiss landed on her lips, tenderly and carefully.

Liu Yunshu's breath was taken away, and she could only go limp in his arms.

She casually brushed her hand across his arm, eliciting a soft chuckle from him, and the kiss deepened.

The scented candle on the bedside table was still burning, its flames flickering and casting the intertwined shadows of the two people onto the wall.

In the warm, soft light, even the air seemed to have been melted into honey.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanshen stepped back slightly, lifted her up by her hips, and let her sit on his lap.

His long, slender fingers slowly and deliberately unbuttoned the first pearl button on her collar, the movement elegant yet full of suggestive tension.

"You gave me such a wonderful gift."

He pressed his forehead against hers, their noses rubbing together, his voice deep and seductive.

"Shouldn't I... personally unpack and inspect it, hmm?"

Liu Yunshu gently opened her mouth and bit his protruding collarbone lightly, leaving a faint wet mark.

Her voice was so soft it could melt your heart: "Uncle Fu... Happy Birthday."

Fu Yanshen's muscles suddenly tensed, his grip on her waist tightened abruptly, and a dark glint surged in his eyes.

"Say it again."

His voice was as deep as an ancient well, carrying an undeniable allure, and he pinched her sensitive earlobe with his fingertips as if punishing her.

Liu Yunshu nuzzled against the skin of his neck, her breath sweet as orchids, and uttered that coquettish address once more, imbued with honey:

"Uncle Fu... Happy birthday! May you have many more birthdays to come..."

The last syllable was swallowed up by his lips that suddenly covered hers.

He kissed her as he groped for that...

Liu Yunshu gasped in surprise, her whole body going limp.

"So it was my little fox."

He whispered between her lips, their breaths mingling, "And you're hiding such...seductive little thoughts."

"Don't……"

She spoke incoherently, trying to grab his mischievous hand, but he easily grasped it back, interlocked their fingers, and pressed it against the side of the pillow.

"What do you mean?"

He asked her questions leisurely, his lips and tongue lingering on the sensitive skin behind her ear, leaving a warm, moist mark.

"Should we not touch here, or... should we stop?"

Liu Yunshu was cornered by his interrogation and had nowhere to escape, so she could only bury her face even deeper into the pillow.

Her exposed neck and back gleamed like pearls in the dim light.

The fox ears drooped pitifully, yet were incredibly endearing.

Her weak sobs and pleas for mercy were all sealed by his kisses, turning into fuel for an even more intense flame.