I was criticized on a dating reality show, but I retaliated and became an internet sensation.

The two stopped in front of a scallion pancake stall.

The pancakes on the stall were fried to a golden brown, crispy, and glistening with oil.

Shen Yihuai turned to Han Jingxue: "Shall we start with this?"

Han Jingxue nodded, her gaze falling on the stall.

Shen Yihuai walked to the stall, bought a serving, took the paper bag, and handed it to her.

Han Jingxue glanced at it, reached out and took it, then bent down and took a bite.

The crust was crispy, making a slight cracking sound when bitten. She chewed it a couple of times but didn't speak immediately.

Shen Yihuai looked at her: "How is it?"

Han Jingxue swallowed and gave a concise evaluation: "It's alright."

Shen Yihuai looked down at the scallion pancake she had taken a bite out of and raised an eyebrow: "Really? Let me try it."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and bit the spot where she had just bitten him.

He chewed a couple of times, nodded, and looked at her face. "Hmm, it's really good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with just the right amount of saltiness."

Han Jingxue paused for a moment, her gaze lingering on the spot where he had bitten her, before casually looking away and turning to walk towards the next stall, though her pace was slightly faster than before.

Shen Yihuai watched her retreating figure, a slight smile curving his lips, before leisurely following after her.

Han Jingxue stopped in front of a stall selling fried dough sticks.

Golden-yellow balls, coated in sugar, tumbled in the pot, their sweet aroma mingling with the steam.

Before she could even speak, Shen Yihuai had already stepped forward and bought a skewer.

The stall owner packed it in a paper bag and handed it to Shen Yihuai, who then passed it to Han Jingxue.

Han Jingxue glanced down at the string of candied fruit, then looked up at him.

She didn't reach out to take it, but instead lowered her head slightly and took a bite from his hand.

Her lips brushed against his fingertips almost imperceptibly, touching and then leaving, as if unintentional, yet also as if deliberate.

Shen Yihuai paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on her face for a few seconds before he smiled.

They finally showed their little paws.

He waited until she swallowed before asking, his voice slightly lower than before, with a hint of a smile: "How was it?"

Han Jingxue didn't answer directly, but simply looked up at him and said, "Why don't you try it and you'll know?"

Shen Yihuai lowered his head, took a bite, chewed it twice, then looked at her, his gaze slowly sliding from her eyes to her lips, pausing for a moment, and lowering his voice slightly:

"Mmm, sweet."

He spoke those two words very softly, as if he were talking to the food, or perhaps to her.

Han Jingxue looked away and turned to leave.

Shen Yihuai, following behind, said lazily, "Wait for me."

Han Jingxue gave a faint smile, said nothing, and quickened her pace.

Shen Yihuai followed behind her, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

[Was that Sister Han who initiated it just now?]

【No way, Shen Yihuai, you drugged my sister Han?!】

[The most lethal move from a cool, aloof beauty is when she takes the initiative (pinching the philtrum)]

[Shen Yihuai: Is she flirting with me? She must be flirting with me!]

I suspect Han Jingxue did it on purpose, but I have no proof. However, Shen Yihuai definitely did it on purpose because he didn't want any evidence.

On the other side, the master bedroom of suite 301.

Shu Zi fled back to the master bedroom, slammed the door shut, and then buried her face in the pillow under the covers.

She tossed and turned in bed several times, her mind filled with the scene from the living room, over and over again.

She glanced down at herself, her face burning hot. She then rolled over, pulled the blanket over her head, and muttered a curse:

"...Gu Yan, you're such a menace."

She didn't know how much time had passed, but drowsiness slowly crept in, her consciousness began to blur, and she drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps it was because she had been thinking about it during the day, that she dreamt about it in her sleep; in her dream, Shuzi saw that scene again—

Gu Yan leaned back on the sofa, his legs naturally apart, his gaze fixed on her: "How about another way?"

Shu Zi looked at him, didn't answer, and moved directly.

She leaned forward, one knee touching the edge of the sofa, kneeling between his legs, and pressed herself against him.

The sofa sank slightly, instantly reducing the distance between the two people to less than a hand's width.

Gu Yan paused for a moment, but did not move. He simply raised his eyes slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in them before he smiled and stared straight at her.

Shu Zi's gaze fell on his Adam's apple, and without hesitation, she lowered her head and leaned closer.

Her lips touched his skin, first gently, then she parted her lips slightly, took that small patch of skin into her mouth, and slowly sucked.

Gu Yan's breath hitched when she pressed against him, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers on the sofa tightened involuntarily.

He tilted his head slightly, letting her do as she pleased.

After a while, Shu Zisong spoke, stepped back slightly, and her gaze fell on the faint red mark next to his Adam's apple. A hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

She was about to push herself away by his shoulders, but Gu Yan didn't give her the chance.

The moment she shifted her weight backward, he grabbed her waist with one hand and pressed down on the back of her neck with the other, flipping her over and pinning her to the sofa.

Before Shu Zi could react, her back had already sunk into the sofa cushions, and his shadow loomed over her head.

He looked down at her, his gaze dark, his breathing heavier than before, his voice low and slightly hoarse:

"Nuonuo, it's only fair to reciprocate."

She was pinned firmly to the sofa by him, her hands pressed against his chest. Her mouth had just opened, but before she could speak, he lowered his head and captured her lips in his.

Shu Zi's body tensed slightly, her fingertips gripping the fabric of his shirt tightly, and soft breaths escaped from her lips:

"Gu...Gu Yan...you promised me...you wouldn't...kiss me..."

He paused for a moment, and then obediently slid his lips down to her neck.

Shu Zi's breathing faltered for a moment, her voice slightly unsteady: "No... they'll see my neck..."

Gu Yan chuckled softly, and without stopping, his lips slowly moved along her neck, across her collarbone, and landed on the hollow.

His lips pressed against it, and he gently sucked.

Shu Zi gasped for breath, her voice trembling, "They'll see...here too..."

She's wearing a low-cut top today.

Gu Yan paused for a moment.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze lingering for a moment on her flushed face, before lowering his head again, inch by inch downwards.

As he neared a certain point, he stopped, looked up again, his eyes deep, and whispered:

"Nuonuo...is it okay here?"

Shu Zi kept her eyes closed and didn't speak.

Gu Yan chuckled softly.

He lowered his head again, pressed his lips against hers, and gently sucked her, the pressure lighter than before, but the duration longer.

After a while, he slightly parted his lips.

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