Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

Resting her chin on Yin Siyao's shoulder, Leng Keyan asked in a clear, gentle voice, "Still thinking about the party?"

"Um."

Yin Siyao responded but didn't move.

"I already told you to leave it to me."

Leng Keyan walked to the sofa and sat down, her arm naturally wrapping around the person's waist.

The voice was close to Yin Siyao's ear, warm and gentle, "Teacher Yin, you need to learn to trust the abilities of your family members."

Yin Siyao was amused by him and turned to look at him: "Family member? Who approved you to be a family member?"

"You."

Leng Keyan retorted confidently, "I'm living at your house, cooking for you and driving you to and from get off work every day. Aren't I family?"

Yin Siyao wanted to refute it, but then she thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Over the past month, Leng Keyan has taken excellent care of his life, allowing this workaholic to experience for the first time what it means to have someone waiting for him when he gets home.

"And," Leng Keyan leaned even closer, her lips almost touching Yin Siyao's earlobe, "Didn't Teacher Yin just promise to give me a reward?"

Yin Siyao froze: "What I did was..."

Leng Keyan's voice was soft and slightly aggrieved: "Is Teacher Yin trying to fool the kids again?"

"No, I didn't," Yin Siyao said, pushing the person away. "It's getting late. Drink your milk and get some rest."

Leng Keyan smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll go warm the milk."

Yin Siyao had a bad feeling.

Ten minutes later, Leng Keyan returned to the living room with two glasses of milk.

"Teacher Yin, drink some milk, it helps you sleep."

One of the cups was handed to Yin Siyao, while Leng Keyan held the other cup and sipped it slowly.

His eyes remained fixed on Yin Siyao, like a big dog eyeing its favorite snack.

Yin Siyao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. After taking the milk, she moved to the other end of the sofa and randomly changed channels.

TV dramas are boring, and variety shows are too noisy.

Yin Siyao's mind was not on the TV at all, because the gaze from the side was becoming increasingly intense and undisguised.

"Teacher Yin,"

Leng Keyan put down her cup, her voice lower than usual, with a slightly rough texture, "Can I get an advance on the reward you promised earlier?"

Yin Siyao's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers tightened around the remote control: "The program hasn't even started yet, what are you talking about in advance?"

"Just a little bit in advance."

Leng Keyan reached out and placed the milk glass from Yin Siyao's hand on the coffee table, slowly leaning closer. "A deposit, is that alright?"

Before Yin Siyao could answer, or rather, Leng Keyan had no intention of waiting for a reply.

He reached out and took the remote control from Yin Siyao's hand, turning off the noisy television.

The living room fell silent instantly, with only the soft breathing of the two people remaining.

Leng Keyan kissed him directly.

The kiss was gentle, with the sweet scent of milk, tentatively exploring and deepening little by little.

Yin Siyao froze for a moment, then instinctively tried to push him away.

But when he pressed his hand against Leng Keyan's chest, he couldn't exert any force.

Perhaps it was the warm light, perhaps the milk really did have a sleep-inducing effect, or perhaps deep down I didn't really want to refuse it.

With tacit approval, Leng Keyan grew bolder and carefully laid Yin Siyao down on the large sofa.

The kisses became passionate and urgent, and the hands, which had been placed properly on the waist, began to wander restlessly.

Leng Keyan's kisses were gentle at first, with a hint of probing and flattery, but they would quickly become forceful and passionate.

"Yan Yan..."

Taking advantage of a moment to catch her breath, Yin Siyao called out someone's name with unsteady breath, as if it were a warning, or perhaps a helpless indulgence.

"Teacher Yin, I'm here."

Leng Keyan responded vaguely, her kiss sliding from the corner of Yin Siyao's lips to his chin, and then down to his sensitive neck.

Yin Siyao couldn't help but tremble slightly, her fingers unconsciously gripping Leng Keyan's clothes on the back.

Reason told Yin Siyao that she should stop, but her body seemed to have its own will, indulging in this familiar yet heart-pounding intimacy.

Leng Keyan, using the methods of an adult man, trapped Yin Siyao in a small space and conquered her territory.

As their lips met, Leng Keyan's hand slipped under the sweater and touched the skin on the side of the man's leg.

This time, Yin Siyao did not stop him.

During this month of living together, although Yin Siyao always maintained the airs of an elder, her body had already become accustomed to Leng Keyan's touch.

"Not here, go to the bedroom..."

Yin Siyao still retained a sliver of rationality, her eyes glistening with tears, making her incredibly alluring.

Leng Keyan pressed him tightly onto the sofa, her eyes shining brightly in the dim light: "How about we stay here today?"

Young people always crave novelty and enjoy trying new things.

"Teacher Yin, wouldn't you like a change of pace?"

"You really are..."

Yin Siyao took a breath, her face flushed red. "The sofa is too small, what if..."

"Not small."

Leng Keyan had already unbuckled her belt. "Even if you fall, I won't let you fall, Yao Yao, let me try~"

"Teacher Yin loves me the most, doesn't she?"

In a daze, Yin Siyao saw that the clock on the wall had already gone around twice.

Leng Keyan remained radiant and persistently coaxed, "Yaoyao, will you call me 'husband'?"

Yin Siyao bit her lip and refused to call out.

This was his last act of defiance.

Even if their bodies have already surrendered, they refuse to admit defeat verbally.

Leng Keyan didn't force him, but instead used a gentler and more torturous method to make Yin Siyao submit.

When Yin Siyao finally uttered those two words with trembling hands, Leng Keyan's eyes seemed to explode with starlight.

"Say it again."

"husband······"

"Say you love me."

"Love you······"

Yin Siyao thought that if she compromised, Leng Keyan would let her go.

Unexpectedly, these two words were the harbinger of a sudden storm.

Yin Siyao could barely bear it.

The sofa was indeed too small, so Leng Keyan had to move to the carpet, and then she made her way into the bathroom.

Hot water gushed down, filling the air with steam.

A layer of white mist covered the mirror, vaguely reflecting two overlapping figures.

Leng Keyan's kisses landed softly on Yin Siyao's shoulders, collarbone, and chest...

The moistening effect of the flowing water adds an indescribable allure.

Yin Siyao lay on the cold tile wall, her fingers gripping the edge of the sink so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Leng Keyan hugged him from behind, kissing Yin Siyao's sweaty nape, her voice hoarse: "Yaoyao, you're mine."

Yin Siyao could no longer speak in complete sentences and could only respond vaguely.

Before his consciousness completely faded, Yin Siyao heard Leng Keyan say in his ear:

"I love this reward! Could you give me more in the future?"

Exhausted from the ordeal, Yin Siyao blurted out, "Just give up on that idea. There's no future for us..."

Leng Keyan covered his mouth, saying, "I won't listen, I won't listen, Yao Yao is cuter when he's not talking~"

The bathroom was very warm, but Yin Siyao still got goosebumps when her skin was exposed to the air.

"Honey, I was wrong..."

Yin Siyao's voice was so soft it was almost a sob.

Leng Keyan was finally satisfied: "Hmm, very good~"