Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

The driver was already waiting at the hotel entrance.

Mo Yeting carried Gu Zhihua into the car, and the car sped away.

"Ah Che, what are you looking at?" Song Mianmian noticed his gaze following a car.

"I think I just saw Gu Zhihua. A man carried her into a car," Fu Yanche said.

"Ah Che, you must be seeing things. Tonight is my birthday. Shall we be together?" Song Mianmian said coquettishly.

At this point, Fu Yanche no longer cared about anything else. "Alright, let's go to the private villa. Tonight is your birthday, so you can do whatever you want with me. You're in charge."

"You're so naughty~" She punched Fu Yanche in the chest with her little fist.

The driver brought the car over, and the two got in.

Song Mianmian thought to herself, "Tomorrow I will make Gu Zhihua a laughing stock. The more high-profile she is tonight, the more embarrassed she will be tomorrow."

On the other side of the car, the driver had already raised the partition.

Gu Zhihua in the back seat kept teasing Mo Yeting.

"Ah Ting, did you really confess to me tonight?" She reached out and touched his handsome face.

"Yes, I like Gu Zhihua," he replied earnestly.

Her hand slid down his face and rested on his chest muscles. "So, do you belong to me now?"

"Yes, I am yours completely." Mo Yeting's Adam's apple bobbed as she teased him.

"Can I touch your abs?" This greedy girl had been eyeing his eight-pack abs for a long time.

Before Mo Yeting could answer, her hand was already touching his abs.

Mo Yeting was really finding it hard to resist, his voice low and hoarse, "You can touch me when we get home."

"Hmm...no, what if you won't let me touch you later?" Gu Zhihua shook her head.

"I promise, I'll let you touch me as much as you want, not just my abs, but also..." he whispered in her ear.

Even when she was drunk, Gu Zhihua's heart still raced upon hearing these words.

Ink Garden.

After the car came to a stop, Mo Yeting carried her out of the car and walked towards the villa.

Two large wolfhounds saw this and quickly came over wagging their tails, even trying to jump up and paw at Gu Zhihua.

Mo Yeting coldly said, "Go back to your doghouse. This is my woman. You are not allowed to get close to her from now on."

The two wolfhounds howled a few times, speechless, then turned and slunk back to their kennels.

He carried Gu Zhihua back to the room. Just as he was about to get up, she grabbed his tie. Caught off guard, he lost his balance and fell directly onto her, his lips landing precisely on hers.

Gu Zhihua felt his slightly cool, thin lips and looked at him with a dreamy gaze.

He could feel her softness through the thin fabric.

He took a deep breath and restrained his desires; he didn't want to take advantage of her while she was drunk.

He endured the discomfort and got up. "Be good, I'll have someone come up and help you change your clothes, otherwise you won't be able to sleep comfortably."

Gu Zhihua sat up again and shook her head violently. "Where are my eight-pack abs? You promised I could touch them when you got back."

Mo Yeting was amused. "I really suspect you've been eyeing my abs for a long time. Be a good girl and change your clothes, I'll let you touch them later."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the phone and called the maid, asking her to come up and help Gu Zhihua change her clothes.

The maid quickly arrived, "Fourth Master."

"Help her take off her dress and change into pajamas," he instructed.

"I need to take a shower, I can't sleep without taking a shower," Gu Zhihua protested.

Mo Yeting knew she was drunk and causing trouble, but he didn't expect her to be so troublesome.

"Listen to Miss Gu, take her to take a bath, and help her remove her makeup," Mo Yeting said.

"Yes, Fourth Master." The woman walked over and helped her into the bathroom.

Mo Yeting took this opportunity to go back to his room to take a shower.

Gu Zhihua soaked in the bathtub, feeling very comfortable. The maid helped her remove her makeup and even gave her a face mask.

"Miss Gu, are you feeling any better?" the maid asked cautiously.

"Hmm..." she mumbled sleepily.

When Mo Yeting finished showering and came to her room, she was already wearing pajamas and sleeping on the big bed.

When the maid saw him arrive, she wisely left.

Mo Yeting walked to her bedside. She was already fast asleep, a stark contrast to the boisterous little drunkard she had been earlier. Now she was like a well-behaved little kitten.

Her face was flushed, she was sleeping soundly, and I wondered what sweet dreams she was having. The corners of her lips were slightly upturned.

He gently got into bed and held her in his arms. She groggily turned over and hugged his strong waist.

He smiled helplessly. "Little wildcat, all she knows is how to flirt, but she doesn't take responsibility. You little rascal."

The next day.

The alarm clock rang, and she groggily fumbled for it to turn it off, but before she could even reach her phone, the alarm stopped abruptly.

Her hand rested on Mo Yeting's abs. Without opening her eyes, she pinched them and blurted out, "Firm and bouncy..."

"Doesn't it feel great?" Mo Yeting's deep, alluring voice came through.

When Gu Zhihua heard the voice above her head, she instantly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw herself lying on top of Mo Yeting, with one leg on his thigh and the other hand pinching his abs.

She immediately withdrew her hand, but Mo Yeting grabbed it. "Not touching it anymore?"

"I...you...how did you get into my room?" She had a complete blank and was trying hard to remember.

"Have you forgotten what happened last night?" he said meaningfully.

Fragments of memories flashed through Gu Zhihua's mind: last night they celebrated his birthday at the garden restaurant, he confessed his feelings to her, they had a lot of fun playing games, and she drank quite a bit of alcohol...

then……

"Can I touch your abs?"

I'll touch it again when I get home.

I promise you'll get to touch them as much as you want, not just their abs, but also...

Thinking of those words, she suddenly sat up, looked at herself, and realized she had already changed into her pajamas...

Have they already... you know? I don't seem to feel anything at all.

Oh no, oh no, I didn't feel anything during this wonderful first time?

"Are you thinking about something embarrassing?" Mo Yeting smiled when he saw her comical gesture.

Fortunately, I managed to control myself last night. Otherwise, she wouldn't even know what happened during our first time, and that would have been pointless.

"I...I didn't." Her face turned red.

Xiao Ming clearly said it felt like being run over by a car wheel, but she didn't feel that way herself. She secretly lifted the blanket to take a look, and surprisingly, there was no redness...

"Don't worry, we didn't do anything," Mo Yeting answered her question, pulling her back into his arms and gently kissing the top of her head. "That kind of thing requires both parties to be sober before it can be called...doing lovemaking."

Gu Zhihua was instantly embarrassed. "Don't talk about last night anymore. I must have been possessed by a ghost last night. That wasn't me."