After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

"Brother Chuan..." Shen Tianxi's voice was so soft and sweet it was almost dripping with water, with a hint of extreme nervousness in her trembling.

Zhu Xun Chuan was amused by Shen Tian hope's shy demeanor.

"You have to pass the written test before you can learn to drive." Zhu Xun Chuan's broad hand soothed her slender back, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant roguishness. "Miss Shen is so smart, she'll learn to pay the tuition a couple more times and then it won't hurt anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, his long, slender fingers precisely grasped the hidden clasp on the back of the pure black lace nightgown.

With a gentle flick.

The fabric, as thin as a cicada's wing, lost its support and quietly slipped down her smooth, fragrant shoulders.

Shen Tianxi was extremely nervous. She kept her eyes tightly shut, even her long eyelashes were trembling violently, and she didn't dare to look into Zhu Xun Chuan's extremely aggressive gaze.

She gripped the white sheets beneath her tightly with both hands, her toes curling unconsciously.

Those shapely, long legs, encased in black cat-patterned lace semi-sheer stockings, were taut with tension, the edges of the stockings creating a voluptuous line across the midsection of her fair thighs.

Zhu Xun Chuan showed no impatience. He leaned down, his warm lips landing on her smooth forehead, tracing down her upturned nose, and finally gently capturing her two luscious red lips.

Unlike the previous domineering and plundering kiss, this one was full of patience and soothing.

Feeling the man's tenderness, Shen Tianxi's tense body softened slightly. She tentatively stretched out her fair arms and wrapped them around Zhu Xunchuan's neck again.

The temperature in the room soared rapidly, and the sweet peach scent in the air mingled with the intertwined breaths of the two, creating an extremely intoxicating drink.

Zhu Xun Chuan's fingers slowly traced down her slender waistline, and wherever his fingertips touched, they sparked a series of trembling flames.

"Well……"

With a suppressed cry of pain, Shen Tianxi jerked her head back. The black cat-ear headband on her head fell to the side of the pillow.

Two lines of clear tears silently slid down her cheeks, landing on her disheveled hair.

She bit her lower lip hard, her long, slender fingers gripping Zhu Xun Chuan's broad back tightly, even leaving a few shallow red marks on his firm muscles.

"Um... are you alright?" Zhu Xun Chuan looked into her eyes, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, and lowered his head to kiss her cheeks. "Take a deep breath, relax. If you don't want to continue now, I'll stop."

Shen Tianxi's eyes were filled with tears, but she shook her head with unusual determination.

Her inherent yandere and stubbornness took over at this moment.

She hugged Zhu Xun Chuan tightly, afraid that he would really take a step back. Although her voice was trembling, it revealed a desperate and resolute attachment.

"No... Don't go... I'm fine."

Zhu Xun Chuan felt a sharp blow to the softest part of his heart. He lowered his head and sealed all the pain with a tender kiss.

With Zhu Xun Chuan's absolute patience and guidance, the pain gradually subsided.

Shen Tianxi, this naive little kitten, soon paid a heavy price for her initiative.

All her pride, aloofness, and the airs of a wealthy military family's daughter were utterly crushed. In their place came a yandere-like, frantic demand and attachment.

"Brother Chuan...don't leave me..."

"Never look at other women... only me..."

……

It was already evening. The last rays of the setting sun slanted into the room through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting a dark golden dappled light on the carpet.

Shen Tianxi is like a cat that's eaten and drunk its fill and is extremely lazy.

She didn't even have the strength to lift a finger, so she could only let Zhu Xun Chuan pull the blanket over them.

She turned her head to the side, listening to the man's steady and powerful heartbeat, her fair index finger unconsciously drawing circles on Zhu Xun Chuan's hard pectoral muscles.

"Brother Chuan." Shen Tianxi spoke, her voice extremely hoarse from her previous frenzy, yet it carried an indescribable charm and contentment.

"Hmm? Still hurts?" Zhu Xun Chuan leaned against the headboard, one arm around her smooth shoulder, his fingers casually playing with her loose long hair.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shen Tianxi blushed, proudly raising her delicate chin, her peach blossom eyes gazing at him with moist eyes. "I'm your real person now. From the inside out, even a single strand of my hair is marked with your label."

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned in and bit Zhu Xun Chuan's collarbone hard.

Not wanting to use too much force, only a shallow tooth mark was left.

"If you ever dare to lie to me again, or cheat on me with other women and leave me..."

Shen Tianxi narrowed her eyes, her tone half-joking, half-serious, with a hint of ruthlessness, "I'll personally call my grandfather. I'll have him send over the guard company, drive military vehicles straight to your dormitory building, and arrest you. I'll kidnap you and take you back to the Tianjin Military Region compound, lock you in the basement of my room, and feed you nothing but boiled cabbage every day, so you can't go anywhere!"

These sweet-talking, barbed-tongued remarks, packed with hidden agendas, would send chills down any man's spine. The granddaughter of the deputy commander of the Tianjin Military Region—this is no joke.

Zhu Xun Chuan's eye twitched almost imperceptibly.

He knew all too well how destructive this great-aunt could be.

If she knew that just before, in another suite at the same hotel, he had slept with the top star Su Mucheng, she'd probably pull out a gun on the spot.

But he showed no panic on his face. Instead, he chuckled and reached out to accurately pinch Shen Tianxi's pert nose.

"That's so cruel! You're only giving us boiled cabbage, not even a single meat dish?" Zhu Xun Chuan sighed, feigning grievance. "At least let me have some sweet and sour pork ribs."

Shen Tianxi's nose was pinched, and her voice became muffled: "No way! Men who cheat don't deserve to eat meat!"

"Alright, alright, whatever our Miss Shen says." Zhu Xun Chuan released her hand and gave her a quick peck on the lips, his tone extremely doting. "To avoid being kidnapped by the guards, I'll take you to the most authentic private restaurant in the south of the city tomorrow at noon. I'll treat you to sweet and sour pork ribs to nourish your body, okay?"

The promise of a meal instantly calmed this ticking time bomb into a docile kitten.

"You said it, no backing out." Shen Tianxi felt immense emotional satisfaction and a sense of security. She snuggled closer to Zhu Xunchuan, found the most comfortable position, and closed her eyes happily.

After a long day of activity, I was completely exhausted. In less than two minutes, my even, deep breathing filled the quiet room.

Zhu Xun Chuan looked at the stunningly beautiful girl sleeping soundly in his arms and let out a long breath. He then glanced at a dark red mark not far away.

This damned battlefield is only just beginning. Xia Wanying, Jiang Yao, Su Mucheng, Gu Qinghan, Fu Xinghe, and now Shen Tianxi, who's got a gun in her arms. He's practically walking a tightrope between six powder kegs.

Silent all night.

The next morning.

The sky outside the window was already bright. Shen Tianxi was still in the same position as last night, snuggled tightly in Zhu Xunchuan's arms, sleeping soundly.

Zhu Xun Chuan gently pulled his arm, which had gone numb from her weight, carefully lifted the corner of the blanket, and got out of bed. He stepped barefoot onto the thick wool carpet and bent down to pick up the clothes scattered all over the floor.

I had just put on those dark gray casual pants.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz..."

The phone, carelessly tossed into the pocket of the sofa coat, suddenly began to vibrate violently and continuously.

The sound was particularly jarring on the quiet morning.

Zhu Xun Chuan frowned, afraid of waking Shen Tianxi in bed, and took three steps in two to rush over, grabbing the phone and turning off the screen sound.

He glanced at the large bed. Shen Tianxi merely frowned, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Zhu Xun Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at his phone screen.

I shouldn't have looked, because once I did, I felt a chill run down the back of my neck.

On the lock screen, three unread WeChat messages, all sent at the same time, popped up simultaneously as if they had planned it.