Inflamed by Xia Qingqing's provocation, Song Ze quickly took the initiative and switched their positions, filling the room with the scent of hormones.

With a snap, two buttons on Song Ze's white shirt were ripped off by Xia Qingqing, and the two paused for a moment in unison.

Xia Qingqing felt a little embarrassed; she seemed to have used a tiny bit too much force.

But she quickly forgot about her embarrassment, because from her angle she could clearly see Song Ze's abs. She wondered if he had been secretly working out, as he actually had eight-pack abs.

I think it's okay to touch my partner's abs, right?

Just as Xia Qingqing's little hands were itching to try, there was a knock on the door:

"Aze, Qingqing, I've come to bring you some fruit."

Hearing the noise, Xia Qingqing was startled and pushed Song Ze aside, saying, "Quickly straighten your clothes, Auntie is coming."

Song Ze pointed to his torn button and said with a half-smile, "How am I going to fix this?"

While straightening her wrinkled dress, Xia Qingqing placed Song Ze's hand on her clothes and said, "Why don't you just hold on like this?"

Although it looks strange, there's nothing we can do about it right now. Wouldn't it be even stranger to change clothes at this point?

"Aze, Qingqing, open the door quickly!" Shen Huishu's voice became a little impatient. Could these two kids really be doing something bad inside? Thinking of this, she regretted it a little. How could she leave these hot-blooded young men alone in the room?

Hearing the person outside urging her again, Xia Qingqing quickly went forward and opened the door.

When Shen Huishu came in, she only saw Xia Qingqing and asked in confusion, "Where is Aze?"

Xia Qingqing turned around and realized that Song Ze had slipped into the bathroom while she was opening the door.

She wasn't familiar with Song Ze's room and never expected to be able to go to the bathroom.

Shen Huishu glanced at the slightly disheveled bed sheets, her eyes flickered, but she didn't say anything.

She placed the cut fruit on the desk: "Qingqing, don't worry about Aze, come and eat some fruit. Your aunt has cut some watermelon and apples for you."

"Okay, thank you, Auntie," Xia Qingqing smiled sweetly at Shen Huishu.

"Qingqing, you eat first. When Song Ze comes out later, ask him to come to my room. I have something to tell him," Shen Huishu said before leaving the room.

Xia Qingqing nodded: "Okay, Auntie."

As soon as the door was closed, Song Ze came out of the bathroom.

Xia Qingqing pointed towards the door and said, "Did you hear that? Your aunt said she needs to talk to you."

"Go later," it's obviously problematic to go now.

After saying that, he walked to Xia Qingqing's side and opened his mouth, wanting her to feed him.

Xia Qingqing smiled and put a slice of watermelon on his plate: "Sweet, isn't it?"

"Not as sweet as you," Song Ze said with a grin, squatting down at Xia Qingqing's feet, his hand on her knee, like a little puppy waiting for its owner to comfort it.

Xia Qingqing took the opportunity to ruffle his soft hair twice.

The two of them finished the fruit on the plate, taking turns eating it, before Song Ze got up and went to Shen Huishu's room.

"Come in," Shen Huishu said in a flat voice, revealing no emotion.

After Song Ze entered the room, he saw Shen Huishu sitting in a chair, looking at him politely: "Auntie, is there something you need from me?"

"Please sit down first," Shen Huishu gestured for Song Ze to sit down before they continued their conversation.

"Actually, this is not a big deal. You were raised by your aunt, so I'll just say a few words about it."

“I know that free love is popular among you young people nowadays, but you should also pay attention to some boundaries, right? There are some things that you absolutely cannot do before marriage, Aze, do you understand?” Shen Huishu said earnestly.

In matters between men and women, it is always the woman who suffers. Shen Huishu does not feel indifferent just because her nephew is a man and will not suffer.

Song Ze's face flushed red instantly: "Auntie, I know."

He knew that Shen Huishu cared about him and Qingqing, and he was quite happy about it.

However, he would never touch Qingqing before they got married. This was out of respect for Qingqing and out of responsibility towards her.

"As long as you know your limits, that's fine. Your aunt is worried you'll think I'm meddling," Shen Huishu said with a smile.

Logically speaking, it might not be appropriate for her, as the aunt, to say these things, but Song Ze's situation is special. His mother is gone, and his father has not taken care of Song Ze since his remarriage, so it is up to her, as the aunt, to meddle.

And it's not just Song Ze; she will also educate her two sons in the same way when they grow up, so that they don't take advantage of their status as men to act recklessly, and that they should be responsible men.

"How could that be? I'm overjoyed that you're willing to take care of me, Auntie," Song Ze quickly explained.

Shen Huishu felt relieved: "Then Auntie can rest assured."

After chatting for a while, Shen Huishu urged Song Ze to go back and keep Xia Qingqing company.

"What did your aunt want with you?" Xia Qingqing asked curiously when she saw that Song Ze had returned in less than 10 minutes.

Song Ze was too embarrassed to tell Xia Qingqing those things, so he could only make up an excuse to get by.

Changing the subject, she said, "Qingqing, would you like to see the gift your grandfather gave you now?"

Xia Qingqing put the gifts from Grandpa Shen and the red envelope from Shen Huishu into her bag, which Song Ze carried upstairs with her.

Hearing Song Ze mention the gift, Xia Qingqing was clearly curious: "Even you don't know?"

"I don't know, Grandpa didn't tell me. Qingqing, take it out and let me see," Song Ze said as he took the handbag from the desk to the bed.

Xia Qingqing opened the small wooden box that Grandpa Shen had given her. Inside was a white jade bracelet, its texture smooth and pure without any impurities.

Even if Xia Qingqing didn't know much about jewelry, she could tell that this bracelet was no ordinary item.

Xia Qingqing felt a little embarrassed to accept such an expensive gift on her first visit, but since she had already accepted it, she couldn't very well return it now.

"Qingqing, this bracelet looks perfect for you. Let me help you try it on," Song Ze said, and started to put it on Xia Qingqing.

He spoke with a smile, clearly pleased with his grandfather's gesture. If he wasn't mistaken, the bracelet must have been chosen from his grandmother's dowry, a testament to his grandfather's high regard for Qingqing.

Song Ze's maternal grandmother came from a wealthy family. When she got married, her dowry was as many as forty-eight loads. Later, most of this dowry was distributed when her children got married. After the old lady passed away, the remaining things were kept by Grandpa Shen, who planned to distribute them to his grandchildren after his death.

The jade bracelet wasn't very big, and Song Ze was afraid of hurting Xia Qingqing, so he tried several times but couldn't get it on. He secretly cursed his grandfather for being unreliable; why couldn't he have picked a bracelet a size bigger?

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Xia Qingqing smiled and took the bracelet, saying, "I'll put it on myself."