"He didn't say anything!" Qiu Hu retorted, recalling the embarrassing stories Ning Yizhan told her at the Qiu family's old house. "He just mentioned some embarrassing things you did when you were little. Turns out you had a whole bunch of embarrassing stories from your childhood!"

"Ha, I don't believe it. I didn't have any embarrassing moments when I was a kid." He thought his mom wouldn't reveal his embarrassing moments.

"Your mom said you once stepped on a watermelon rind and fell flat on your face. So people really do step on watermelon rinds! Don't they watch where they're going? Hahahaha, that's hilarious."

"..." So his mother really dared to say that! But he still had to explain, "That's because the sun was too strong, and I was wearing sunglasses, so I didn't see the watermelon rind on the ground."

Who knew that I would step on a watermelon rind by such a coincidence.

"Don't explain. Even if you did, it wouldn't make this any less funny. Really!"

"Seriously, don't make excuses. If you fall, you fall. People might think you failed at showing off, hahaha."

"..." Ning Yizhan no longer wanted to speak.

"Your mother said some more, do you want to hear it?" Qiu Hu paused, and seeing that Ning Yizhan didn't react, continued, "I heard that you once..."

Seeing that Qiu Hu wanted to continue, Ning Yizhan had no choice but to use his trump card, "I didn't realize you liked me so much, Qiu Hu. You've even started to be interested in my childhood stories... How about I tell you some things you like to hear, like the things we talked about in bed?"

"No need, I still prefer listening to your mother!" This man is truly shameless, not even considering the occasion.

"No, this time I'll definitely tell you something you've never heard of before, and you'll enjoy listening to it."

"No need, don't say anything for now. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get home." Qiu Hu closed his eyes without waiting for Ning Yizhan to say anything.

Ning Yizhan looked at Qiu Hu's cowardly appearance and smirked. "Little brat, trying to mess with me! Keep trying!"

Qiu Hu had actually fallen asleep and didn't wake up until Ning Yizhan unbuckled her seatbelt. "Hmm, are we there yet?"

"We're here. Shall I carry you up, or will you walk yourself?"

When Qiu Hu heard Ning Yizhan offer to carry her back, she was still quite asleep, so of course she would choose him. She stretched out her hands, begging to be carried, "Pick me up and let's go!"

“Okay,” Ning Yizhan looked down at her deeply, picked her up in a sloth-like embrace, one hand around her waist and the other supporting her buttocks, and walked into the elevator.

Ning Yizhan opened the door, and Qiu Hu suddenly realized something; his hand was still injured. "We're here? I need to get down!"

“I can continue to hold you,” Ning Yizhan said, looking at the woman who was struggling.

"No, I want to do it myself," Qiu Hu struggled to his feet. "I forgot, you still have an injury on your hand."

Ning Yizhan then realized the injury on his hand. He had indeed felt it when he was holding Qiu Hu, but it was nothing to him. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"That won't do either. I'll put some medicine on it for you later!" She took off her shoes and pulled Ning Yizhan into the house. "Don't make any sudden movements until your wound is fully healed!"

Ning Yizhan felt he had been cheated; those words were clearly saying, "Don't touch her until you're healed!"

"Okay, but you have to kiss me to comfort me."

Without hesitation, Qiu Hu lightly touched his lips and then left.

"Without emotion."

Qiu then cupped his face and pressed her lips to his. The fragrant scent surrounded his lips, which was as sweet as a clear spring to Ning Yizhan.

He longed to take the initiative, to pry open her lips and teeth, to pursue her passionately, and to drag her down into the ocean of love with him.