From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

Su Qing immediately let go, reached for the apron hanging on the wall hook, and insisted on tying it herself.

But she had never done these chores before, and no matter how she tried, she couldn't tie the two straps into a knot behind her waist.

With his cheeks puffed out and head bowed, he struggled against the two strips of soft cloth.

Looking at her clumsy yet adorable appearance, I couldn't help but chuckle softly.

She was a girl who had been well protected since childhood, a typical girl who never lifted a finger to do housework, so she wouldn't know how to handle these things.

I stepped forward, stood behind her, reached out and took the two dangling ribbons, my fingertips gently touching her lower back, and neatly tied a knot.

After tying it up, she turned around, held up one index finger, and solemnly announced the division of labor to me.

"Task assignment! I'll be in charge of washing the tomatoes and picking the scallions! All the other tedious work will be left to Chef Lin!"

"Okay, I'll follow Director Su's arrangements." I teased her as she spoke.

The small kitchen suddenly became lively, and the oppressive atmosphere and tension that had been hanging in the air when Su's parents visited seemed to have been completely dispelled.

Su Qing squatted by the sink, carefully washing the tomatoes.

She didn't have much experience with housework, and the tap was turned on too high, causing clear water to splash everywhere.

Water droplets fell on her cheeks and clothes, soon leaving a thin layer on them.

"oops!"

She jerked her wrist back, startled by the splash of cold water.

I quickly stepped forward, turned off the tap, grabbed a clean tissue from the side, and gently wiped the water droplets from her face, saying with a mix of amusement and exasperation:

"Slow down, don't turn it on so high, why are you fighting with the faucet?"

She stuck out her tongue and obediently reached out to turn the tap down.

But she didn't stay still for more than a few seconds. While I turned around to tidy up the cutting board, she quietly put her hand under the running water, scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it at me.

A sudden coolness touched my face. I turned my head and bumped right into her smiling eyes, which were crinkling with laughter.

Seeing her mischievous antics, I got excited too, reached out to catch the splashing water, and then splashed it back at her.

The splashing water quickly turned into a small water fight.

Her cheeks and collar were completely wet, and a few strands of her long hair clung damply to her neck, with water droplets dripping down the ends.

She wasn't angry; on the contrary, she had more and more fun.

After a while, we were both completely soaked.

Autumn has arrived, and the evening breeze brings a chill as it slips in through the window. But in this small kitchen, I don't feel cold at all; instead, I feel a sense of relaxed joy.

We looked like two disheveled, drowned rats, the tiled floor was wet and slippery underfoot.

I was the first to give in, raising my hands high to admit defeat: "Okay, okay, you win, I'm done playing."

She stood there with her hands on her hips, looking at me smugly, feigning a fierce expression:

"Do you still dare to mess with me? Now you know how powerful I am, right?"

I gave her a thumbs up and laughed, "Who can outplay you? You just splashed water on me; it's obviously cheating."

She stuck out her little pink tongue, swayed her head slightly, and said defiantly, "So what, bite me then!"

I followed her lead, deliberately bared my teeth, made a low bark like a dog, and pretended to pounce on her.

"what!"

Su Qing cried out in surprise, turned around, and ran out of the kitchen in her wet slippers.

I chased after her as she ran towards the bedroom, and I followed her to the bedroom door.

She reached out to close the door, but I was faster and had already stepped inside.

She let out another soft cry and retreated to the edge of the bed, where there was nowhere left to hide.

Without struggling for long, she obediently raised her hands in surrender, her voice soft and sweet, deliberately feigning fear:

"I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, please don't do this, I'm scared..."

To be honest, no man could withstand her tone.

Moreover, someone as beautiful as Su Qing, when she speaks softly and coquettishly, is like a feather gently tickling the tip of your heart.

My heart melted instantly, and the feigned fierceness I had just displayed vanished completely.

Seeing that I relaxed, she immediately became smug again, and teased me with a soft sigh:

"Men are so easy to fool. I just used a little bit of charm and you had me wrapped around your little finger?"

I was speechless for a moment, then deliberately put on a stern face and pretended to be serious: "Say that again, and believe me, I'll really bite you."

"If you don't believe me, would you really bite me?" She looked up at me, her eyes sparkling.

I stopped arguing with her, leaned down and pounced on her, gently pressing her onto the soft mattress, and lowered my head to bite her luscious lips.

I didn't use any force; I just gently felt the softness of that area.

At that moment, I knew very well that even if the whole world were placed in front of me, I would not trade this moment for it.

Su Qing didn't push me away; instead, she raised her arms and wrapped them around my neck, responding warmly.

As our lips and teeth intertwined, I was completely lost in the moment.

All the troubles outside and the previous arguments with her parents were temporarily put aside.

I don't know how much time passed before we slowly parted ways.

Their clothes were completely soaked and clung to their skin.

With autumn approaching, if you don't change into dry clothes soon, you'll easily catch a cold.

I propped myself up and sat up. Su Qing glanced at me sideways and said with a wronged look, "You bullied me."

"How did I bully you?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"You're bullying me. How can you be so domineering, coming up here and forcibly kissing me?"

I smiled and said, "It seems like someone is enjoying it quite a bit."

Su Qing was not intimidated at all, and raised her head confidently: "I don't care, I'm going to punish you, I'm going to make you change my clothes."

"What?" I stared at her, eyes wide. "You want me to change your clothes?!"

"Yes, this is your punishment."

I was both amused and exasperated: "Is this a punishment or a treat for me?!"

"You can take it as a reward if you want." She cleared her throat, her tone affected. "Little Wild Child, hurry up and serve me!"

I was amused by her and, going along with her playful antics, I imitated a eunuch's voice in a high-pitched voice, asking, "Which outfit would Consort Qing like to wear?"

She pointed towards the wardrobe with her fingertips forming a delicate, orchid-like gesture, and said in that same tone as an empress from an ancient costume drama:

"Puymas, pick out a set for me."

"twitter."

I responded and got up to open the wardrobe door.

Rows of pajamas were neatly folded. I deliberately reached out and picked out the camisole set. The material was light and thin, and it was the most eye-catching one in the set.

I turned to her, holding the clothes hanger, and asked, "Consort Qing, is this outfit suitable?"

Su Qing glared at me, a smile playing on her lips: "Little Wild Boy, you've really got your hands on me now, haven't you?"

I quickly shook my head, pretending to be serious: "This servant would never dare, but I just think that Consort Qing would look beautiful in this outfit."

Su Qing opened her arms, gently closed her eyes, and looked as if she was waiting to be served:

"Then stop dawdling and hurry up and change me into it."