Su Tiyue was very weak and couldn't push him away at all.

At this moment, being forced to lie on his chest was something they had no choice but to do.

However, it seems that the two of them did everything they should and shouldn't have done...

Being coy and shy now doesn't really matter.

Fortunately, Su Tiyue stopped struggling. She wrapped herself in the quilt, shifted her body, and pressed herself against him.

Xiao Heye frowned, not expecting her to do this. He raised an eyebrow and asked her, "What, not satisfied yet? Want to do it again?"

She clicked her tongue, leaned down and bumped her forehead against his, saying casually, "Master Xiao, this isn't how you keep watch over the New Year."

He held her, thrusting his hips upwards slightly: "Moon, but I feel unwell..."

"Don't you like to hug me? Here... you can hug me as much as you want."

"But you're only allowed to hug me, nothing else..." she added fiercely.

Su Tiyue naturally knew that he was in pain.

He deserves to be upset.

How can everything in this world go as planned?

Moreover, Xiao Heye had just brazenly declared that he wouldn't force her tonight.

Xiao Heye gave a helpless, bitter laugh. He never imagined that the dignified Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs and the powerful Chief Supervisor of the Eastern Depot would end up like this.

He was completely subdued by this delicate and fragile little thing.

Yeah, if they say we can't move, we can't move...

If I say I can't touch it, I really won't touch it.

But when Su Tiyue's mischievous nature kicked in, the more obedient and well-behaved he was, the more she would provoke him recklessly on the edge of danger.

Her soft, boneless fingers gently caressed his muscular chest muscles.

She stared at him smugly, not missing a single subtle change in Xiao Heye's face.

"hiss--"

Xiao Heye frowned deeply, grabbed her shoulders and pressed Su Tiyue down again, his eyes red as he warned in a low voice, "If you provoke me again... even the King of Heaven himself can't save you."

Seeing that she had gotten away with it, Su Tiyue quickly withdrew her restless hands, gently patted the spot she had pinched, and smiled, saying, "The palm print is so solid...so powerful."

Her casual compliment nearly drove Xiao Heye mad.

He clenched his teeth so tightly he was about to go crazy from holding back his anger.

This little thing seems to be better at flirting than him, and knows more about things than him...