After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

The absurdity never stopped.

The yellowish light from the streetlights fell on the tinted car windows, creating a lush scene.

"Ah Che...that's enough, I'm a little cold."

Weak and powerless, Yin Huaixi collapsed into Sang Che's arms. She twisted Sang Che's soft, long hair with her fingers, feeling as comfortable as if she were touching cool water.

"Huaixi, you can turn on the heater in the car. I'll turn it on for you."

With winter approaching, Sang Che and Yin Huaixi now wear warm inner layers and coats when they go out.

The two of them were indeed at risk of catching a cold or fever from being in the car in such disheveled clothes.

Sang Che didn't care about these things, but she knew that Huai Xi had always been afraid of illness and disaster.

He couldn't help but care and reached out to operate it, but Yin Huaixi stopped him.

Her slightly damp neck and cheek brushed against Sang Che's, and she whispered in her ear, "No more, Che... have mercy on me."

Her tone was slightly coquettish.

"Let me go back to sleep."

"I'm so tired..."

Only after her desires were satisfied did Yin Huaixi stop being so dependent on Sang Che; otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to end things.

If she continued to move around in the car, she would feel sorry for her old back and wonder if it could take any more strain.

Sang Che is full of energy; she is a highly sensitive person with low energy.

Knowing that Yin Huaixi couldn't keep going any longer, and that the car was already uncomfortable, she was already being very generous by staying with her for so long.

Sang Che knew when to stop.

"Okay, Huaixi."

"I'll carry you inside."

After wiping the light sweat off his hands with a wet tissue, Sang Che drew another tissue and repeated the previous action.

"Waaah... Ah Che... Che..."

He couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

Yin Huaixi's fingers gripped the thin, cool fabric of Sang Che's clothes on his shoulder again. She truly had nothing more to say about Sang Che's current behavior.

Fortunately, there was no one else in this detached villa, and Sang Che rarely hired a nanny.

In the yard, Little Tooth has a place to live, and it no longer has to hide all day long; it's very comfortable.

Every day, it lies in the cool shade of the trees, absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, and heaven and earth.

Sang Che had placed orders with local farmers for fresh leaves to feed livestock and insects, and had also hired someone to deliver them daily.

The local farmers didn't think much of it, assuming that wealthy people were spending a lot of money to eat something fresh and didn't want to eat the high-tech products with all the additives.

Moreover, the price offered by Sang Che was one they couldn't refuse.

They all wanted to be the first to sell their best products to Sang Che.

...

Sang Che casually tossed away the wet tissue before picking up Yin Huaixi.

"Huaixi, you'll move here after you graduate and start working. I've already inquired about it; commuting from here is very convenient."

"It'll be quick no matter where you go, and you can sleep in a little longer in the morning."

Faced with Sang Che's overwhelming desire to be with her, Yin Huaixi felt weak and listless, her legs rubbing against Sang Che's waist.

She swung her ankles lightly, her fingertips digging hard into Sang Che's back.

Yin Huaixi was like a helpless fallen flower swirling on a rushing stream; the water was turbulent, and she could only drift with the current.

Let the person in front of you do as you please.

"Ah Che, you've learned so many sweet words, don't you know that in our time, before inviting someone to live together, you need one more thing... a confession of love..."

Taking a light sniff of the familiar, deep medicinal scent emanating from Sang Che, Yin Huaixi suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing him.

Sure enough, this sentence caught the attention of Sang Che, who was very "studious" at the time.

Reaching out to hold Yin Huaixi tightly, Sang Che stood on the gravel path in the courtyard, the night breeze caressing the two of them. She asked in confusion, "What is that?"

"Whatever Huaixi needs, I'll immediately go and ask Xiaoya to fetch it."

Hearing Sang Che order Xiao Ya'er around so casually, she couldn't help but pinch Sang Che's heartless waist, feeling sorry for Xiao Ya'er's plight.

"You rascal, Little Tooth is probably curled up and sleeping in the snake pit by now, but you still have to make Little Tooth do the gift-giving."

"Ah Che, I don't think you have me in your heart..."

Yin Huaixi chuckled as she spoke, seemingly finding it quite amusing.

Sang Che, holding his breath after hearing Yin Huaixi's words, lifted Yin Huaixi's buttocks up a little with both hands.

Before Yin Huaixi could even gasp in surprise, Sang Che swiftly carried her to the villa entrance.

"Huaixi, who says I don't have you in my heart?"

"If you continue to speak like that, I won't let you off the hook tonight."

Pressed down on the soft sofa by Sang Che, Yin Huaixi realized with a start that she had just played with fire and gotten burned.

The sofa was very soft; you could almost sink into it. Yin Huaixi had specially chosen it, but she never expected to be trapped here by Sang Che.

Pressed relentlessly, her heart pounded wildly. Yin Huaixi bit her numb lips, wanting to refuse, but afraid that Sang Che would become even more interested.

Having no other choice, Yin Huaixi raised the white flag and waved it in surrender.

"Okay, okay, A-Che, I... I shouldn't have said that. I surrender, alright?"

surrender?

Sang Che had no intention of letting Yin Huaixi off the hook. She squatted down on the blanket in front of the sofa, placed her palm on Yin Huaixi's knees, and gently ruffled Yin Huaixi's white dress.

"No."

"Huaixi, you still haven't told me what you're talking about?"

It was that familiar, persistent questioning again. Yin Huaixi cupped Sang Che's cheeks in her hands, smiling gently, "What if... I don't tell you?"

"Ah Che, can't you go find it yourself?"

Her squinting smile made Sang Che even more eager to tease Yin Huaixi.

With restless hands, Sang Che quickly cornered Yin Huaixi against the sofa, pressing her entire body against it.

"Does Huaixi find it fun to deceive and trick me like this?"

Her chin was being pinched, and her chest was covered in stray hairs from Sang Che's braids. Helpless, she said, "A-Che, when...when did I lie to you?"

Please, every word she says comes from the bottom of her heart, truer than pearls.

"You're not kidding me, this is making me scratch my head, I can't figure it out at all... I can't sleep at night."

"Huaixi is also a bad woman."

As he said this, Sang Che, like a little puppy, began to gently rub his wet nose against Yin Huaixi's chest and clothes.

The neatly ironed fabric was already wrinkled and almost stuck together. Yin Huaixi tried to push Sang Che away, but her fingers were forcefully squeezed in and completely sank into the sofa fabric.

"Ah Che, that's enough..."

"No...no more..."

Her voice was humming and moaning.

Sang Che: "Huai Xi, really... you don't want it anymore?"

With a hoarse voice, Sang Che finally decided to give up his plan to tease and provoke Yin Huaixi's adorable appearance.

She couldn't do anything that would make Huaixi hate or dislike her, otherwise Huaixi would stop liking her.

Although Yin Huaixi said this, when Sang Che actually withdrew his hand, she couldn't help but grab Sang Che's wrist with her trembling and weak fingers, almost using all her strength to pull the person who was trying to "escape" back.

"Wait..."

"I told you to leave... and you actually left?"

Her former reserve and self-discipline had long been forgotten. Whether it was due to the influence of the love potion or not, Yin Huaixi felt hot all over.

Without saying a word, she hugged Sang Che again and kissed him fiercely.

Their noses collided, leaving their skin slightly red, while Yin Huaixi's entire earlobe was vividly red.

She tossed her hair as she straddled Sang Che again.

With a limp body, he demanded what he needed.

What I long for.

Endless.