Spring Night Kiss.

Song Qingjia quickly reached out and grabbed the edge of the towel around his waist, about to pull it down...

The man's hand covered hers first, gripping her fingers with a light touch, just enough to stop her there.

She looked up and met a pair of eyes that were slightly dimmed under the light.

Xu Zhouye's lips were still curved in a smile, but the light in his eyes had changed.

Song Qingjia blinked, her expression innocent.

"Trying to ambush me? Hmm?" His thumb slowly slid across the back of her hand and pressed against her knuckles.

"I did it all aboveboard, how could it be considered a sneak attack?"

Xu Zhouye narrowed his eyes at her self-righteous demeanor and smiled roguishly: "You grabbed my towel without even asking, how can that not be considered an attack? It's not like I didn't want you to see."

Song Qingjia: "Then will you show it to me?"

She tilted her head back, the light illuminating her eyebrows and eyes, making her beauty strikingly aggressive.

Xu Zhouye's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Here you go."

He released his hand from hers, but to his surprise, the girl shoved him away and ran away the moment he let go.

Xu Zhouye paused for a moment, then chuckled softly and chased after him. He caught up in a few strides, swept him up in his arms, and tossed him onto the bed.

Before Song Qingjia could regain his balance, he had already pressed down.

The mattress dipped slightly as he braced his arms on either side of her body, looking down at her.

The woman beneath him smiled radiantly.

Xu Zhouye laughed too, lowered his head, and their noses touched: "Feeling better?"

Song Qingjia's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she raised her hand to wrap around his neck: "Much better."

"Then my trip back wasn't in vain."

-

Song Qingjia was awakened by the heat.

A hot body was pressed tightly against her back, an arm wrapped around her waist, palms placed on her lower abdomen, fingers slightly curled.

She's not used to not sleeping together for almost half a month.

His body was like a furnace, yet he still insisted on holding her.

Song Qingjia tried to break free gently, but couldn't. She tried again, but he only tightened his grip and pulled her back.

"Don't move..."

A murmur sounded behind her ear, her chin rested on her head, and her breathing became even again.

Song Qingjia had no other choice but to lie in his arms.

Sleepiness returned shortly afterward, and I took a nap.

When I woke up again, it was bright daylight outside the window.

Song Qingjia turned around and found that the person was still asleep.

That makes sense; judging by the time, he flew back as soon as the competition ended. The high-intensity competition combined with the long flight must have exhausted him.

But he still chose to come back to be with her without hesitation.

Song Qingjia reached out, her fingertips touching his brow bone, slowly sliding over it, tracing the clean arc, and down along the bridge of his nose.

Get to know him little by little.

The man has excellent bone structure, with deep-set eyes, a high nose bridge, and a sharp jawline.

She recalled a highly-rated comment online that said he was "the kind of person whose eyelashes are so alluring." She hadn't thought much of it when she saw it and quickly scrolled past it.

Looking at this face so close to mine now, I think that netizen probably stared at his photo repeatedly for a long time on a sleepless night before writing this sentence.

"You've been touching it for so long, you seem to really like it."

The man with his eyes closed suddenly spoke, his voice still carrying a hint of lingering sleepiness and languor.

Song Qingjia: "..."

He really knows how to ruin a beautiful atmosphere.

She withdrew her fingers and pushed him on the chest: "Alright, stop being so naughty, get up. Aunt Zhou is being discharged from the hospital today, we have to go pick her up."

He didn't move, his eyes were still closed, but he pulled his arm around her waist and pulled her back into his embrace.

"us?"

"Otherwise? You want to slack off?"

She turned her head to the side, resting her chin against his chest.

Xu Zhouye opened his eyes, his dark pupils smiling: "My girlfriend spoke up, how could I dare to slack off? It's just that this sudden meeting with the parents is a bit overwhelming."

"...You've seen it before."

"That's different."

Song Qingjia stared at him with amusement, waiting to see what profound truths he could come up with.

"It was fake before, but it's real now," Xu Zhouye said. "Do you know what it means for a real couple to meet each other's parents?"

"It means you want to take things further with me."

Song Qingjia's heart skipped a beat, and she sat up abruptly: "Get up quickly, stop dawdling."

After saying that, he dashed into the bathroom.

Xu Zhouye watched her fleeing figure, a smile playing on his lips, and slowly sat up.

-

This book felt like it wasn't going smoothly from the start, so the updates were quite inconsistent. But I'm so grateful to all the readers who are still following along!

I expect to write around 250,000 words, but I'm not sure. Mainly, I get a bit carried away and lose myself when writing about the interactions between the young couple; the author is a huge fan of their pairing.

Finally, shamelessly asking for some five-star reviews, don't our Playful Brother and Playful Sister deserve an eight-star rating?

PS: Actually, the author once gave their pairing a name, but it was abandoned because it was too weird. It was called "Scorched Earth".