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"secret?"

Liu Yunshu's eyes flickered, and she quietly slipped her toes under the table.

The hand gently caressed his calf, meandering upwards like a cunning fox.

"Mr. Fu, what secrets are you saying I can't know, hmm?"

Fu Yanshen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he reached out and precisely grabbed her slender white ankle.

The warmth of his palm seeped through his skin as he gently caressed that delicate area with his fingertips.

A subtle smile flickered in his eyes, and his voice deepened, taking on a magnetic quality that came from being teased:

"If you keep making a fuss, we really won't be able to enjoy this hot pot properly."

He held Liu Yunshu's ankle in his hand, and the heat shot straight to her heart.

Instead, she rebelled and, instead of pulling back, hooked her toe and gently rubbed the inside of his wrist.

Her voice was so soft it could melt your heart, yet it held a hint of something more: "Then tell me... tell me, and I won't make a fuss anymore."

Fu Yanshen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly stood up, taking a few steps to sit down next to her.

He leaned closer, his gaze locking onto her watery eyes: "So you really want to find out everything about me?"

As he spoke, his slender fingers slowly moved upwards along the edge of her skirt.

Liu Yunshu was captivated by the intense, dark gaze in his eyes, and her heart skipped a beat, but she still forced herself to tilt her head back.

"Could it be... that Mr. Fu really has something he's hiding that he can't tell me?"

Before he finished speaking, his burning fingertips were already resting on her knee.

Even through the thin fabric, the heat was so intense it felt like it was being directly branded onto the skin, sending shivers down my spine.

Fu Yanshen chuckled softly, his breath hot against her ear: "Of course. For example..."

He paused deliberately, his lips almost touching her earlobe, "A surprise I prepared especially for you."

"surprise?"

Liu Yunshu's voice softened unconsciously, and the curiosity in her heart was warmed and tickled by his breath.

"What surprise is it?"

Fu Yanshen did not answer, but simply reached out and pinched her chin, gently lifting it up.

His lips brushed against the corner of her lips, carrying a burning heat: "If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise."

His fingertips slowly traced her neck, causing her to tremble slightly. "Be good, when the time comes, you'll know."

Liu Yunshu reached out and hugged his neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

The crisp scent of cedar wafted around her nose, and her curiosity softened into a gentle anticipation: "Then... how long will it take?"

"soon."

Fu Yanshen pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back with his hands, showing boundless love and tenderness.

"Eat your food first, okay?"

Liu Yunshu reached out and pinched his cheek, feigning fierceness but without any real threat: "Alright, I'll trust you this time."

Fu Yanshen chuckled and gently tucked her disheveled hair behind her ear.

After dinner, the two went to the movie theater.

Only one of the warm yellow wall lamps was on, casting a dim and lazy light.

The movie had only been going on for half an hour when Liu Yunshu started to get restless.

The fingertips first crept quietly up the back of Fu Yanshen's hand, then slowly traced the lines of his strong forearm, like a kitten scratching an itch.

Fu Yanshen's gaze, which was fixed on the screen, paused slightly. He turned his head, his eyes reflecting the screen's light and her sly smile: "What mischievous idea are you plotting now?"

Liu Yunshu simply tilted her head back, rested her chin on his shoulder, and drawled out her words in a soft and coquettish tone:

"Uncle Fu is so tempting... I can't resist!"

Fu Yanshen felt a tightness in his throat from her soft "Uncle Fu" and grabbed her mischievous wrist with his other hand.

He leaned down and pressed her down on the soft sofa, his eyes filled with a smile tinged with an intense, irrepressible lust.

"Can't control yourself?"

His lips brushed against the corner of her lips, then moved downwards, landing on the delicate skin of her neck, where he gently bit it.

"Then...as you wish."

Liu Yunshu's breathing instantly became erratic, and her fingertips unconsciously clenched the fabric on his chest.

The warm yellow light blurred the boundaries of the space, and only their gradually synchronized heartbeats and increasingly hot breaths could be clearly heard.

Fu Yanshen propped himself up slightly, his fingertips tenderly caressing her flushed cheeks.

Her gaze was as deep as the night sea, clearly reflecting only her shimmering eyes.

"Yun Shu,"

His voice was terribly hoarse, with a forced restraint.

"If you keep causing trouble, I won't be so polite."

"Okay, okay."

Liu Yunshu blinked, her eyes still moist, but her smile was sly.

"Then... shall we continue watching the movie?"

Fu Yanshen raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that the little fox had so easily retracted its claws today.

"So well-behaved this time?"

"I've always been very well-behaved and obedient~"

She put on an innocent and naive expression, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

Fu Yanshen was amused by her feigned innocence and leaned down to peck her lips again.

"Really? I remember someone was making quite a scene just now."

He sat up straight again, then pulled her close, holding her firmly in his arms, letting her rest comfortably against his chest.

Halfway through the movie, just as the tension was building and Fu Yanshen was getting a little involved, he heard a soft "click".

His body stiffened almost imperceptibly, and he looked down, his eyes unfathomably deep.

"...Is this what Miss Liu meant by 'obedience'?"

Liu Yunshu tilted her head back, her expression utterly innocent, and flicked her fingers, speaking with righteous indignation:

"I'm very obedient~"

Fu Yanshen chuckled helplessly, his voice filled with endless doting indulgence.

He took her mischievous little hand in his own and held it tightly in his palm.

"You heartless brat, you only know how to bully me."

Liu Yunshu, taking advantage of the situation, rested her chin on his shoulder and let out a sigh.

"How can this be called bullying? It's clearly... an exclusive perk~"

Fu Yanshen groaned, and the arms around her waist suddenly tightened.

"Welfare?"

He tilted his head, his burning lips brushing against her sensitive earlobe, feeling her tremble slightly for a moment.

"It seems I need to properly 'accept' this sentiment."

Liu Yunshu turned her head to the side and affectionately rubbed her nose against his jawline.

"If Uncle Fu doesn't like it... then I'll take it back?"

"Take it back?"

Fu Yanshen raised his hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

The turmoil in his eyes was almost out of control, but his voice was lower and slower, with a dangerous magnetism.

"Do you think you still have a chance to take it back?"

Before he could finish speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

The kiss carried an undeniable force and possessiveness, yet as it deepened and lingered, it revealed boundless tenderness.

The dim light cast their intertwined shadows on the wall, the soft sofa supporting all their weight and excitement.

The film's soundtrack and dialogue have long since become distant background noise.

The world seemed to consist only of the wet sounds of their lips entwining, their uncontrollable heartbeats, and their burning body temperature.

Liu Yunshu's fingers dug deep into the fabric of his shirt behind him.

I felt myself slowly sinking into a warm, sweet deep sea, my consciousness adrift, with him as my only lifeline.

"...Mr. Fu,"

Between breaths, she murmured unsteadily, stubbornly returning to the starting point.

"Tell me...tell me your secret..."

Fu Yanshen paused slightly, then chuckled softly, his breath hot against her forehead.

"So all this trouble... in the end, it's all for that secret?"

"I'm just curious..." she hummed, nuzzling him with the tip of her nose.

"Now... do you still have the mind to be curious?"

"Fu! Yan! Shen!"

She called him by his full name, but her voice, filled with emotion, lacked any force and sounded more like a coquettish complaint.

"Ha... shouting so loudly,"

His laughter was low and deep.

"It seems I haven't been working hard enough."

"You...you bastard..."

"Aren't you curious?"

"...I'm just so curious!"

She gritted her teeth, her stubbornness rising, but the corners of her eyes turned even redder.

"Still being stubborn!"

"Don't!"

"Still being stubborn?"

"……I……"

"Call me husband."

He gazed deeply into her misty eyes, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.

"If you scream, I'll let you go."

"Bastard..." The breathy voice was weak, a last stand.

"Should we call out or not?"

He was incredibly patient, his fingertips brushing against her sweaty temples.

"rogue……"

His vocabulary was limited, yet his voice was tinged with sobs.

"Hmph! Aren't you going to yell yet!"

"..."

Liu Yunshu's eyes were red from his torment, her breathing was disordered, and her fingertips weakly clung to his shoulder.

But he was stubborn and wouldn't admit it, only humming intermittently.

Looking at her stubborn yet gentle appearance, Fu Yanshen's smile deepened.

But he also felt sorry for her reddened eyes, yet he still refused to let her off easily.

"Really not going to cry?" He lowered his head and gently kissed away the tears welling up in her eyes, his tone still coaxing.

Seeing her bite her lip and turn her head away, he chuckled softly, a hint of helpless indulgence in his voice: "Then... don't blame me."

Liu Yunshu was worn down by his teasing, her reason had long since scattered into countless stars, leaving only instinctive sobs.

"Fu Yanshen...you bastard..."

Her breathy voice was broken and intermittent, with a sobbing tone, but it had no intimidating power at all; instead, it sounded like she was being coquettish.

Fu Yanshen chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss away the thin tears that welled up in the corners of her eyes.

His movements were incredibly gentle, yet his tone remained playful:

"You're a bastard if you want, but if you just say the word, I'll stop immediately."

Liu Yunshu bit her lip, her eyes welling with tears, and finally managed to squeeze out a very soft "Husband...husband..." through her teeth.

The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet it was enough to soften Fu Yanshen's heart.

He chuckled softly, leaned down and pulled her tightly into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice so gentle it could drown a person: "Good girl."

In the warm yellow light, the two embraced and leaned against the sofa. The movie was still playing silently, but no one paid any attention to it anymore.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yanshen carefully picked her up and carried her out of the movie theater.

The warm corridor lights shone on the two of them, casting long shadows.

Liu Yunshu leaned on his shoulder, her eyelids gradually drooping. Before falling asleep, she mumbled, "Your secret... I haven't gotten it out of you yet..."

Fu Yanshen looked down at the sleeping person in his arms, a gentle smile curving his lips, and softly replied, "Soon, you'll know very soon."

Gently place her on the soft bed and cover her with the blanket.

Fu Yanshen sat by the bed, quietly watching her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes filled with tenderness.

She silently planned out the details of the wedding.

The progress of the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, the decoration of the wedding venue, the guest list...

Everything had to be done perfectly, just to give her the grandest and most unforgettable wedding.

Fu Yanshen leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, whispering, "Yun Shu, wait for me to give you a surprise you'll never forget."