When Ye Zhao entered, she saw Jiang Che holding Yuanbao and laughing heartily. A smile unconsciously crept onto her face as she walked over: "What are you chatting about? You seem to be having a great time!"

Upon hearing Ye Zhao's voice, Yuanbao, nestled in Jiang Che's arms, happily turned around and called out "Mommy," making Ye Zhao's smile even brighter.

Cheng Yu, carrying two boxes of cakes, walked by and, looking at Jiang Che and Yuan Bao with an air of nonchalance, remarked, "Not bad! A loving father and filial son!"

Ye Zhao glanced at her speechlessly: "Do you need to tell me?"

Jiang Che looked at her with a doting smile: "Did you go buy a cake?"

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Yu, who was about to enter, turned to look at him and said, "Buy? You have no idea how many things Zhaozhao knows. I made this especially for you today..."

As she spoke, she held up the two boxes of cakes in her hand, and then added, "I don't even have that kind of luck..."

Ye Zhao quickly retorted, "Didn't I already make it for you?"

Without turning her head, Cheng Yu replied, "You just made one for me on the side, and it's so sloppy, it's hideous..."

Ye Zhao: "..."

She turned to meet Jiang Che's smiling gaze, and struggled to say, "She's not ugly, she's lying..."

Jiang Che laughed and agreed, "Yeah, she's talking nonsense."

After saying that, he immediately asked, "Did you make this cake for me?"

Ye Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, let's try it and see how it tastes."

Yuanbao struggled to go towards Ye Zhao, but Jiang Che patted his little bottom and said, "Mommy is tired, Uncle will carry you."

After saying that, he looked at Ye Zhao and said, "Why didn't you give me the one that was made for me..."

Ye Zhao: "...Let's all eat together, can you finish it all by yourself?"

How do you know it's not possible?

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yuanbao suddenly spoke up: "Mom's cake is so delicious, Yuanbao ate a huge one all by himself."

As he spoke, he gestured, making a clearly exaggerated size. Neither of them saw through his act. They exchanged a smile and went into the house one after the other.

As lunchtime approached, the kitchen was bustling with activity again, with some cooking and others helping out; everyone was busy preparing lunch.

Ever since learning about Xiaolin and Yang Juan's relationship, Ye Zhao has been secretly observing the two of them, and she has indeed discovered a subtle hint of romance between them.

Although they haven't made it public, a closer look reveals that they are unusually close, and when their eyes meet, they unconsciously reveal happy and joyful smiles.

Ye Zhao smiled, pretending that she hadn't noticed.

However, Jiang Che, whose attention was always on her, vaguely sensed something, but he just smiled and pretended not to know anything.

Today's lunch was exceptionally lavish as usual. The group of people chatted and ate their lunch in a lively atmosphere. After finishing their meal, Ye Zhao brought out the two small cakes and divided them among them. While cutting the cakes, Ye Zhao clearly noticed Jiang Che's resentful gaze, but she pretended not to see it.

Little Yuanbao has a habit of getting sleepy not long after lunch. Ye Zhao saw him holding a plate of cake and lost in thought, and knew he was about to fall asleep again. She subconsciously wanted to scoop the child into her arms, but Jiang Che took him away first.

"I'll carry you."

After lunch, everyone went about their own business. Cheng Yu told Ye Zhao and then leisurely went back to take a nap.

Only Ye Zhao and Jiang Che sat in the room with the child in their arms. After watching Yuanbao fall into a deep sleep, Ye Zhao said, "Let's take him inside to sleep."

"good."

Ye Zhao also has a rest room here, but the small bed is rather narrow, so she rarely sleeps on it. Later, it became Yuanbao's exclusive bed for taking a nap.

Jiang Che carefully placed Yuanbao on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and then led Ye Zhao outside.

Are you sleepy?

"fine."

Ye Zhao was actually a little sleepy, but for some reason, that's how she answered.

Jiang Che smiled and led her upstairs: "Then come upstairs with me for a while."

Ye Zhao subconsciously looked around and, seeing no one else, felt somewhat relieved.

Seeing her actions, Jiang Che said quietly, "It's not like we're having an affair, why are you acting so sneaky?"

Ye Zhao glared at him and slapped his shoulder in dissatisfaction, saying, "I wasn't being sneaky. I'd be embarrassed if someone saw me."

Jiang Che smiled and said nothing more.

Jiang Che's room window was open, and several pots of small flowers were blooming brilliantly, their colors were very beautiful.

"It looks even better than when it opened yesterday."

As soon as Ye Zhao reached the window, Jiang Che hugged her from behind.

"Because I fertilized it this morning."

Jiang Che's deep, husky, and magnetic voice came from beside her ear. Ye Zhao felt a tingling sensation on her neck, and a layer of fine goosebumps rose up. She moved aside, wanting to get away from Jiang Che, but the next second she was held tightly by him and couldn't move.

Why are you running?

"I'm getting goosebumps..." Ye Zhao couldn't stand his way of talking and quickly said.

Jiang Che laughed, and a low laugh came from behind. Ye Zhao got goosebumps again. She struggled to get away, but the next second Jiang Che turned her body to face him and his warm, soft lips covered hers.

"Mmm..." Ye Zhao's voice was swallowed by his mouth, and she couldn't say anything more. Only the two of them breathing rapidly filled the large room.

Before anyone knew it, the wind outside the window had become more lingering, and the two people standing inside had somehow ended up on the bed, becoming even more intimately entwined.

After a long while, the two finally let go of each other and tried to calm their breathing.

Ye Zhao turned to look at Jiang Che's heaving chest. He seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions, and even closed his eyes, not daring to look at her again.

Looking at his slightly closed lips, handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, Ye Zhao couldn't help but lean closer and kiss his lips again.

Jiang Che trembled, then closed his eyes and hugged the person in his arms even tighter, his rapid breath spraying onto the other person's face, carrying a scorching temperature.

The small flowers on the windowsill trembled slightly in the breeze. A few sounds that made one's ears burn could be heard intermittently from inside the room. A moment later, a pair of large hands reached out and roughly pulled the open window shut.

...

The afternoon sun was warm, and the courtyard was quiet and peaceful. The small flowers on the second-floor windowsill had wilted quite a bit. On the bed behind the window, Ye Zhao was fast asleep, her whole body tucked into the covers. Jiang Che sat beside her, leaning against the headboard, holding a laptop in his arms, and was working diligently with a furrowed brow.

He would turn to look at Ye Zhao from time to time, his eyes filled with tenderness that seemed to melt into water.

"Little vixen." He gently stroked Ye Zhao's hair and murmured.

Jiang Che almost lost control just now, but luckily a phone call came at the crucial moment, interrupting their thoughts.