After a night of meticulous care from Honghong, Li Baolong awoke slowly in the morning sunlight, feeling much more refreshed. He turned slightly and saw Honghong sleeping soundly beside the bed, her hair slightly disheveled, but her expression serene. Li Baolong sat up quietly and carefully pulled the blanket over her, afraid of disturbing her tranquility.

Perhaps it was this slight movement that made her red eyelashes flutter, and she slowly opened her eyes, her voice languid with the lingering sleepiness of someone just waking up: "Baolong, how are you feeling? You talked a lot in your sleep last night, constantly calling out the name of a girl named Zhou Jie." As she spoke, a mischievous smile curled at the corner of her lips. Li Baolong's face instantly flushed red, and he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "It was just... just something I said casually in my dream, nothing special."

Honghong stopped joking and sat up to check his wound. As she checked, she said, "After breakfast, let's go to the hospital next door for a proper check-up. As long as there are no internal injuries, it's fine." After quickly getting ready, the two went downstairs for breakfast and then took a taxi to the hospital.

Inside the hospital, the lights of various examination instruments flashed, and the CT scanner hummed. After all the fuss, the doctor looked at the test results and calmly announced, "No internal injuries, but three external injuries that require simple bandaging. They can be treated today, and hospitalization is not necessary." Hearing this, Honghong breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

In the afternoon, they returned to the dance hall. As soon as Honghong entered, she said she was going to find a middleman to talk to the forces behind Dalong and try to get them to stop causing trouble. Li Baolong sat at the dance hall bar, helping out with light tasks.

As night fell and the city lights came on, Honghong returned, looking slightly tired and reeking of alcohol. Li Baolong, seeing this, hurriedly went to greet her: "Sister Honghong, you've been drinking!" Honghong forced a smile: "I had no choice. I had to ask people for favors; how could I not have a drink?" Li Baolong helped her up with concern, saying, "Sister Honghong, why don't you rest in the private room over there for a while? We'll go home together after the dance hall closes."

Honghong nodded and, supported by Li Baolong, entered the private room. Li Baolong watched her retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew deeply how much Honghong had sacrificed for him.

Li Baolong was busy at the bar, but his eyes kept drifting towards the private rooms. Finally, it was time for the dance hall to close. He quietly went into a private room and woke Honghong. Honghong, still sleepy-eyed, smiled gently when she saw Li Baolong.

The two walked side by side on their way home, the moonlight bathing them. Suddenly, Honghong stopped and looked earnestly at Li Baolong, saying, "Baolong, no matter what happens in the future, I'll always be by your side. You know, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were someone I could trust. Today, I arranged for a middleman to talk to Dalong's boss. After they beat you up, they ran away, thinking you might be dead." Honghong continued, "I gave their boss ten thousand yuan, and he said he wouldn't bother you or the dance hall again." Li Baolong's heart stirred. He grasped Honghong's hand and said, "Sister Honghong, I remember all your kindness. I won't let you down."

Back at Honghong's house, Honghong made Li Baolong a cup of hot tea. The two sat on the sofa, and the atmosphere became somewhat subtle. Honghong moved closer, and Li Baolong could smell the faint scent of her perfume. The rich fragrance wafting from Honghong subtly stirred Li Baolong's heartstrings, making him feel somewhat infatuated. Honghong, too, had hazy, dreamy eyes, her gaze sparkling with a captivating charm. With a gentle smile, she parted her lips slightly and said, "Baolong, little brother, I like you. Do you like me?"

This sudden confession made Li Baolong blush instantly, so shy he didn't know what to do. His throat felt like it was choked by something, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time. Just as he was stunned, a warm, soft red hand gently grasped his, and then, a body full of intoxication and deep affection flew into his arms like a nimble bird.

Li Baolong felt his heart pounding, his mind blank, yet his hands instinctively wrapped around Honghong. She trembled slightly in his arms, perhaps from the alcohol, or perhaps from nervousness and shyness. Li Baolong lowered his head, watching Honghong's cascading hair spread across his chest, and a gentle ripple of emotion stirred within him—a feeling of warmth and excitement he had never experienced before.

"Sister Honghong...I..." He finally managed to utter a few words, his voice hoarse with nervousness. Honghong slightly raised her head, her gaze meeting his. The deep affection and expectation in her eyes were like a blazing fire, instantly melting away the last line of defense in his heart. He said nothing more, only tightening his arms slightly, holding Honghong even closer in his embrace, as if using this hug to express all the emotions and longing in his heart.

In the stillness of the night, time seemed to stand still. They embraced in that small space, forgetting the disturbances and dangers of the outside world. Only their heartbeats and breaths intertwined, playing a love song and embarking on a journey of love filled with the unknown and sweetness. In this intoxicating atmosphere, their hearts drew closer and closer together.

Before Honghong, whose beauty was as radiant as the sunset and as fiery as flames, every movement she made was full of charm and allure. Honghong gently swayed her slender waist, her full and captivating breasts swaying, her eyes dreamy and seductive, like a bewitching fox, constantly launching attacks on Li Baolong.

Li Baolong initially managed to maintain his composure, but as Honghong pressed closer, he gradually felt his breathing quicken and his heart race. Ultimately, under Honghong's irresistible charm, he completely broke down!

Like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, the two instantly intertwined. They kissed passionately, their hands roaming freely, exploring every inch of each other's skin. The room was filled with an atmosphere of ambiguity and the heat of passion, making them feel as if they were engulfed in a blazing inferno.

In this fierce battle of love, the two reached the peak of desire time and time again. They released their long-suppressed emotions, expressing their desire for each other in the most primal way. After several intense encounters, Li Baolong was exhausted and finally fell asleep.