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

"So, it's perfectly normal for me to sleep while hugging your uncle."

Lu Ming nodded, seemingly understanding.

Tilting her little head, she asked, "Can I sleep while hugging my favorite person?"

Song Jingmo's lips curled up slightly: "When you grow up and have someone you like, you can sleep with them too."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, his little face full of anticipation: "Then I want to grow up quickly so I can sleep with my wife!"

"Song Jingmo!!!"

Lu Er finally couldn't hold back any longer. She grabbed a pillow from the side and threw it at Song Jingmo, yelling, "Why are you telling this to a child!"

Song Jingmo reached out and caught the pillow, looking innocent: "I was just answering his question, and what I said was true."

Then, looking aggrieved, she said, "Er'er, I didn't teach the child anything wrong."

"Facts my foot!"

Lu Er's cheeks flushed bright red. "Get out, get out! I'm going to put him to sleep first, don't cause trouble here~"

As she spoke, she grabbed Song Jingmo's arm and dragged him toward the door.

Song Jingmo stumbled a couple of steps after being pushed, but still smiled: "Where did I cause trouble? I was just telling the truth."

"You can't even tell him the truth. He's only three years old. What are you going to say to him about wives and children!"

Song Jingmo stood outside the door, looking innocent: "Then how am I supposed to explain this? That he was just hallucinating?"

Lu Er glared at him angrily: "Shut up, let me put him to sleep first!"

Lu Ming stared wide-eyed with an innocent and curious expression as he watched the adults' battle.

Looking at Lu Er's face, which was flushed with embarrassment and anger, Song Jingmo's smile deepened.

Her voice was soft: "You comfort him first, I'll go back to the bedroom and wait for you."

He paused, then added, "Hurry up, don't keep me waiting too long."

The last sentence, "Don't keep me waiting too long," was spoken in a lowered voice, carrying a hint of ambiguity.

Lu Er's face turned even redder. Song Jingmo quickly stepped aside and closed the door behind him.

Inside the door, Lu Ming was already lying obediently in bed, blinking his eyes as he looked at Lu Er.

Lu Er took a deep breath, calmed herself down, walked back to the bedside and sat down to continue coaxing her to sleep.

"Uncle," Lu Ming asked softly, "Are you your wife?"

Lu Er: "..."

How come this kid still remembers this!

He gritted his teeth and said in as calm a tone as possible, "She is my wife."

Lu Ming said "Oh," and then asked, "So, do you like your uncle?"

Lu Er gave a soft "Mmm".

Lu Ming was satisfied and closed his eyes.

The little one was curled up in a tiny ball, breathing evenly, his little hand still gripping one of Lu Er's fingers tightly.

Lu Er gently withdrew her fingers, tucked the blanket around the child, and gave him a goodnight kiss on the forehead before tiptoeing out of the children's room.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar, and only a dim bedside lamp was on inside.

Lu Er pushed open the door and had just taken a step when a pair of arms reached out from her side and pulled her into a warm embrace.

With a "bang," the door was kicked shut behind us.

The next second, Lu Er was knocked down onto the large, soft bed.

Song Jingmo leaned on the top, looking down at the person he had been longing for, his eyes filled with undisguised fervor.

"Have you appeased them?"

Song Jingmo's voice was low and deep.

Lu Er was pinned down, her heart pounding uncontrollably, but she still stubbornly said, "Um, what are you doing? Get off me..."

"I won't get up."

Song Jingmo lowered his head, his nose brushing against the other's, their breaths mingling. "I've been waiting for a long time."

Lu Er turned her head away, her ears burning: "It's only been a few minutes..."

"Even a few minutes is a wait."

Song Jingmo's lips landed on the other person's earlobe and gave it a light peck. "And, just now someone outside said I was corrupting children?"

Lu Er's body trembled slightly, but she retorted defiantly, "You're already setting a bad example for children..."

"Where did I just set a bad example for the child?"

Song Jingmo's kiss traveled down the person's earlobe and landed on the side of the neck. "Now is the time to corrupt the child..."

Lu Er was speechless, and her breathing became rapid.

Song Jingmo's kiss continued downwards, his voice low and husky, tinged with amusement: "Do you like me corrupting children?"

Lu Er bit her lower lip, trying hard to keep the strange noises from escaping.

Song Jingmo raised his head and looked into the man's eyes, which were glistening with tears from emotion. The smile in his eyes deepened.

"Er Er,"

Song Jingmo's voice was so gentle it could melt your heart, "Do you know what I like most?"

Lu Er shook his head blankly.

Song Jingmo leaned down and whispered to the other person's lips, "I love seeing you like this."

The kiss landed, like a summer downpour, passionate and urgent.

Lu Er's pajamas were quickly stripped off, and her fair skin glowed with a faint pink under the dim light.

My body trembled slightly uncontrollably, whether from the chill or from the warmth of your palm, I couldn't tell.

Song Jingmo's kiss slid from his lips to his chin, then to his collarbone, and continued downwards, carefully tending to every inch of his skin.

Lu Er's breathing became more and more rapid, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her tightly until her knuckles turned white.

"Song Jingmo..."

Lu Er called out her name, her voice trembling with tears, but it was unclear whether she wanted the person to stop or continue.

Song Jingmo looked up at the man's reddened eyes and wet eyelashes, and a surge of indescribable tenderness and possessiveness welled up in his heart.

He gently kissed away the tear stains at the corner of her eye, his voice low and husky: "Er'er, can we not take a shower tonight?"

Lu Er was taken aback: "Why?"

"I want to see you give birth."

Song Jingmo rubbed the person's belly with a serious expression, "With so much, you're sure to have a very beautiful baby."

Lu Er was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, her whole body shaking: "Song Jingmo, you're a doctor, what's wrong with you?!"

"I'm not crazy."

Song Jingmo's voice was low, with a serious obsession, as he kissed Lu Er's belly, "So beautiful."

Lu Er: "..."

"If you could have children, with my diligence..."

Song Jingmo's lips curled up slightly, a mischievous smile in his eyes. "Now kids can form a whole soccer team."

Lu Er's face flushed bright red, and she kicked him, yelling, "Song Jingmo, what are you thinking about all day long?!"

Song Jingmo gently pressed down on Lu Er's fidgeting legs, then lowered his head and pecked her lips: "Thinking of you."

"Song Jingmo!!!"

Lu Er reached out to push him away, both embarrassed and angry, "What nonsense are you talking about!!!"

Song Jingmo remained unmoved despite Lu Er's pushing, instead holding her even tighter.

He chuckled softly in Lu Er's ear, "I'm not lying, I really am hardworking. If you allow me, I can be even more hardworking."

Lu Er was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her body was so aroused that she was too weak to exert any strength.

All he could do was stare into those reddened, watery eyes, expressing his anger through his gaze.

To Song Jingmo, that look seemed more like an invitation.

As night deepened, the temperature in the bedroom continued to rise.

Song Jingmo's kiss was passionate and fiery, as if he wanted to burn the person beneath him completely.

Lu Er was completely enveloped by Song Jingmo, with nowhere to escape, and could only rise and fall with the rhythm of the man.

Her fair skin flushed with a passionate pink, and tears of rationality welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Despite being bullied and crying, she still clung tightly to Song Jingmo's shoulder.

"Song Jingmo...where is your gentlemanly...manner?"

Lu Er's voice was broken and tearful, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Song Jingmo didn't slow down; he simply lowered his head and gently kissed away the tear stains on the other person's face.

A deep, amused voice escaped his lips: "Can't be a little more gentlemanly? Who can blame me when my wife is so sweet?"

Lu Er wanted to say something, but was kissed again, and all her words turned into broken sobs.