Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

His deep, magnetic voice, his lingering, moist kisses, and his seductive, tingling words made him seem like a bewitching enchantress, tempting her to submit to his will.

Song Xinya's heart was pounding like a deer.

The places he kissed—his neck and earlobes—felt like a burning flame, a hot, tingling sensation shooting through his muscles and into his bones.

Undeniably, this blush-inducing, heart-pounding excitement is a wonderful sensation.

Hugs, kisses, and sweet words can all stimulate the brain to release dopamine, making people feel happy and joyful.

Qin Yuhe is good at these things.

He was good at making her happy.

He was good at making her happy, both psychologically and physically.

He easily aroused Song Xinya's desire, and her snow-white toes curled up.

Her slender white hands gripped the nightgown tightly at her chest, the soft, smooth fabric folding into deep and shallow creases, the pale pink color deepening as it was dampened by the fine sweat on her palms.

"Qin Yuhe, why do you always try to torment me?"

"It's not that I've been struggling to get it done, that's why I keep thinking about it. If you let me try, I won't keep thinking about it."

That's something that anyone with a slightly weak will would believe.

Nonsense.

That jerk, he's just lying to her again.

Qin Yuhe was a gentleman in public, but in bed, Song Xinya had experienced his true nature firsthand—deceitful and cunning.

Once things get going, it's definitely not just about kissing.

Song Xinya crossed her white arms in front of her: "I like to sleep in my underwear."

Qin Yuhe chuckled lightly: "Don't try to fool me. There's a camera installed in the bedroom. I can see clearly that you never sleep in your underwear when I'm not home."

Song Xinya: "The moment I see you, I want to sleep in my underwear."

Qin Yuhe said, "I occupy the position of your husband, but I enjoy the treatment of your best friend."

Song Xinya: "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Yuhe: "Others guard against fire, theft, and their best friends; you guard against fire, theft, and your husband."

Song Xinya: "I wasn't being wary of you, it's just that for your health, your injury hasn't healed yet, I can't let you do whatever you want."

Qin Yuhe's gaze followed her neckline inwards.

Because she had her arms folded in front of her, her arms created a gathering effect, forming a deep cleavage that dazzled him.

The man's prominent Adam's apple bobbed heavily as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Really not letting me kiss you?"

Song Xinya firmly covered her front: "No."

Qin Yuhe deflated like a punctured balloon, his slightly raised head slamming back onto the pillow.

Song Xinya relaxed her hands, which had been protecting her in front of her, and let them hang down at her sides.

Suddenly, the man lying down raised his head, leaned on her shoulder, and his thin, soft lips captured her earlobe, licking and sucking it.

This is one of Song Xinya's sensitive spots. Her skin can clearly feel the heat of his lips and tongue. At the same time, his heavy breathing and lingering kisses reach her ears to the maximum extent.

The tears in her eyes were stirred by his kiss, and the clarity in her pupils was covered by a hazy look.

He bit her earlobe hard before releasing his lips.

"This is my punishment for you."

Song Xinya laughed, her ears red and her head spinning.

What did he punish her for?

A kiss that captivated her and gave her an exceptionally wonderful experience.

What kind of punishment is this?

.........

At 2 a.m., while Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe were asleep, Jin Ruizhi was still studying in the hotel room.

There's still a year until the college entrance exam, which isn't a long time, but it's not short either.

For someone who had wasted 17 years of his life, never studied properly, but wanted to get into a top university in China with Jian Yi, time was simply not enough.

Jin Ruizhi understood that he had to put in more effort than others.

There are only 24 hours in a day, so he has to squeeze in time to study, even while he's sleeping.

Previously, Jin Ruizhi thought studying was a particularly boring thing, but now he no longer thinks so.

Studying with Jane Yi made learning a fun thing.

Because he fell in love with a very outstanding person, he wanted to become an outstanding person himself. Therefore, he worked hard to prove that he was not a bad person, but someone worthy of her.

He wanted to become better, even better, so that he could confess his love to her as the most outstanding Jin Ruizhi.

A 0.5mm gel pen makes a slight scratching sound when performing calculations on draft paper.

Jin Ruizhi felt a sense of accomplishment when he solved a difficult math problem.

This feeling is much more satisfying than beating a game.

The more Jin Ruizhi studies, the more he wants to learn.

He is now immersed in the ocean of knowledge and wants to explore it all night long.

After finishing a math test, Jin Ruizhi looked to the side and found Jian Yi asleep on the table.

She hid half her face in her arms, leaving the other half exposed. Her skin was fair, her face was beautiful, her eyebrows were thin and curved, and her thick eyelashes hung down like a delicate little fan.

When she was asleep, her cherry-like mouth was slightly parted, with the corners of her lips curving upwards in a shallow arc. Her fair skin contrasted with her pink lips, making her look like a quiet, soft, and innocent little white rabbit.

This was the first time Jian Yiyi had fallen asleep next to Jin Ruizhi.

In a closed room where a man and a woman are alone, a girl sleeping next to a boy usually signifies trust.

She was no longer wary and defensive towards him.

Jin Ruizhi tilted his head, his dark eyes staring at Jian Yiyi.

When she sleeps soundly, the whole world quiets down and slows down.

He stretched out an arm and rested it on the table, his head on his arm, his face turned to face her, quietly looking at her.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky outside the window, its soft light spreading across the heavens. A night breeze sweeps through the streets and alleys of the city. It's a quiet summer night.

Jin Ruizhi looked at Jian Yiyi and felt a gentle, enduring joy welling up inside him.

I don't necessarily have to do anything; just looking at her makes my heart leap with joy.

Sleeping on a table is definitely not as comfortable as sleeping in bed.

With arms pinned down, legs curled up, and waist slumped, the whole body couldn't relax completely.

A soft moan escaped the sleeping girl's pink lips, her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing together.

Jin Ruizhi straightened up, intending to carry Jian Yi to bed.

The words "hug," "bed," and "sleep" naturally carry an ambiguous connotation when put together.

He reached out towards her slender waist, paused in mid-air, and then withdrew his hand.

He picked up his pen and poked her arm.

Jian Yi opened her eyes groggily, her eyes misty as she looked at him, calling his name in a soft voice: "Jin Ruizhi."

Jin Ruizhi spoke softly and gently, saying to her, "Go to bed."

"Okay," Jane put her hands on the table, stood up unsteadily, and walked with crooked steps toward the double bed in the back.

Her mind was still half-awake, and she was unsteady on her feet.

Jin Ruizhi walked beside her, his slender and tall figure on the outside to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Jane dragged her heavy legs to the bedside, threw herself onto the bed, closed her eyes, and immediately fell asleep.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was rather cool.

Jin Ruizhi helped her cover herself with the blanket and tucked the corners in.

He gazed at her as she slept soundly and whispered, "Goodnight, Jane."

He picked up the "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" book from the table, left the room, returned to his own room, and continued studying.