Spring Night Kiss.

"It's not impossible."

Xu Zhouye looked at her, slowly curving his lips into a smile, the light in his eyes gradually brightening.

Say it again.

Song Qingjia turned her face away: "Never mind if you didn't hear it."

She struggled to get off his lap, but he pulled her back with one hand and grabbed the back of her neck.

"Of course I heard you." Xu Zhouye gently stroked the skin on the back of her neck, but the mere stroking of it somehow felt ambiguous.

Song Qingjia: "Then what else do you want me to say?"

Xu Zhouye stared at her for two seconds, then lowered his voice, coaxing, "Say yes."

Song Qingjia was truly exasperated with him. He looked tall and strong, but his temperament was like that of a child, never giving in. Wasn't what she said just a way of saying "okay"?

"Say it now, or I won't stop even if you tell me to in bed."

Song Qingjia: "...?"

"So think it over carefully, whether you want to tell them or not."

Wow, this guy is so shameless, he deserves a beating.

"Fine, fine, I said fine, is that okay now?" she said irritably. "You childish brat!"

Xu Zhouye was finally satisfied. He tightened his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath.

His heartbeat, fast and strong, came through the two layers of clothing. Song Qingjia was a little breathless from his grip, so she raised her hand and patted his back.

"If you don't let go, I'm going to be strangled to death."

He chuckled softly in the crook of her neck, not letting go, but loosening his grip slightly: "Let me hold you a little longer."

Song Qingjia snorted lightly, her face showing disdain, but she didn't push him away any further, instead reaching out to wrap her arms around his waist.

Er Gou squatted by the table, looking up at the two people, its round eyes filled with "You humans are really strange." It yawned, jumped onto the sofa, curled up in a ball, and ignored them.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Zhouye finally released her, stepping back half an inch, but his hand was still on her waist.

"baby."

"Um?"

"There's no going back on my promise."

Song Qingjia didn't believe it: "What if you don't like me anymore someday? You'd probably regret it faster than anyone else, wouldn't you?"

"You're overthinking it. Even if the earth explodes, I still won't dislike you." Xu Zhouye grabbed her fingertips and kissed them. "I don't trust you much right now."

Song Qingjia: "...Then what do you want to do?"

Xu Zhouye released her hand, took out his phone from his pocket, and waved it in front of her. The screen showed a recording interface.

He smiled slyly: "So I prepared in advance." As he spoke, he saved the audio and named it "Evidence".

"Just in case you turn your back on me."

"..."

Song Qingjia reached out to grab it, but he held the phone up high, out of her reach.

She got off him and stood on tiptoe to reach him, and he picked her up and let her hang on him.

Song Qingjia looked down at his smug face and took a deep breath: "Xu Zhouye, how childish are you?"

"It's not naive, it's called being prepared." He put her down. "You have too many past offenses, I need to keep a record."

"You stingy bastard!" Song Qingjia gritted her teeth.

She only ran away twice and apologized to him both times. She didn't do anything heinous, so why is he so wary of her?

Xu Zhouye tilted his head, his lips brushing against her earlobe, his voice lowering again, tinged with amusement and a hint of probing: "So now... girlfriend, shouldn't you fulfill your duties as a girlfriend?"

"What obligation?" she asked warily.

"For example, saying good morning and good night every day, or having dinner and watching a movie with your boyfriend, or—"

He paused for a moment: "Move in and live with me."

Song Qingjia pushed his face away: "You wish."

"I've always had such a beautiful dream." He shamelessly pressed his hand against hers. "I can move in with you."

"..."

"Silence means agreement."

Song Qingjia opened her mouth, looked into his bright eyes, and swallowed back the "no" that was on the tip of her tongue.

She stepped out of his embrace, picked up the bowl of porridge that was not yet finished, took a sip, and pretended to be calm: "The porridge is cold."

Even their attempts to cover up the truth are endearing.

Xu Zhouye really wanted to pin her down on the bed and kiss her recklessly. If she weren't sick, he could do even more outrageous things, going on and on all night long.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something else.

"There's something else."

"What is it?" Song Qingjia resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She felt that she wouldn't be surprised to hear anything from him at this moment.

"I think your previous rule of once a week was unreasonable; that's the frequency for casual sex. Now that we're a real couple, we should increase the frequency per week."

"Oh," Song Qingjia replied expressionlessly, "I think I'm fine living alone, so you'd better not move in."

She put down the bowl, turned around, and went back to her bedroom.

When they reached the door, they stopped and turned back to say, "Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."

The door slammed shut, and Xu Zhouye chuckled softly. There was no way he would obediently listen to her.

Song Ergou, who was curled up asleep on the sofa, was startled awake by the sound of the door closing. He raised his head and meowed innocently.

Xu Zhouye walked over and forcefully patted its head: "Stop looking, I'm your dad now, call me dad."

Song Ergou: "..."

Is this person insane?

It ignored it and buried its head in its body, going back to sleep.

Xu Zhouye scoffed: "Stupid cat."

Despite his complaints, after cleaning up the dishes, he still dutifully fed Song Ergou cat food, changed his water, and even scooped the litter box.

Before going back to the bedroom, I patiently woke the child up and fed him a cat treat to strengthen our bond. It worked fairly well; the child stopped panting in my arms.

This cat isn't so stupid as to be beyond redemption.

Children can be taught.

After tidying everything up, he pushed open the bedroom door. And as he expected, the door wasn't locked.

His girlfriend was leaning against the headboard playing on her phone. When she saw him come in, she glanced at him, then calmly looked away.

He chuckled, walked to the bedside, and took her phone away: "It's late, you should go to sleep."

"……oh."

Song Qingjia watched as Xu Zhouye lifted the covers and got into bed, naturally pulling her into his arms, her expression somewhat strange.

Xu Zhouye noticed and chuckled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Look at how shameless you are."

Xu Zhouye raised an eyebrow: "I can be even more shameless, want to see?"

Song Qingjia shrank back an inch under the covers: "No need."

He chuckled and tightened his grip on her arm: "Go to sleep."

Song Qingjia obediently closed her eyes, and the room fell silent. His heartbeat pounded in her ear, steady and powerful, like some kind of ancient timer.

She counted the heartbeats, and when she reached the thirty-seventh, she realized she was wide awake. So she opened her eyes and stared at Xu Zhouye.

This man is now her boyfriend.