Qiu Hu gave up struggling; well, Ning Yizhan couldn't see anything either.

Qiu Hu let go of Ning Yizhan's hand and went to get a glass of water.

"If all else fails, have someone investigate him. After all, he's on your turf now," Ning Yizhan suggested.

Qiu Hu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Okay," Qiu Hu had been waiting for this sentence. After all, it was somewhat inappropriate to doubt her brother's foster father, and she needed someone to bring it up for her. Ning Yizhan was a very good candidate.

Why do you suspect him?

"Because a long time ago, he smashed up my house. Why would he smash up my house for no reason? Just because he couldn't find what he wanted." Since then, Qiu Hu no longer has the same impression of Lin Ning as before.

"Okay," Ning Yizhan had no way to refute.

Ning Yizhan looked at Qiu Hu's moist lips after drinking water, and bit his own lips. He wasn't thirsty, but his lips seemed a little dry.

He raised his hand to remove the glass from Qiu Hu's hand and placed it on the table. He bent his index finger to lift her chin, lowered his head and kissed her pink lips. Their intimate shadows were reflected on the wall.

He lifted the woman's foot and pressed it against his side, but the woman stopped moving and simply hugged him tightly.

He stopped what he was doing and gently patted her back.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I'm just a little tired!" she exhaled, her eyes still brimming with tears.

"It's okay, cry if you want to!" Ning Yizhan lowered his face and pressed it against her neck.

"You?" She was startled by his words, her eyes widened, and tears streamed down her face without warning, falling onto his shoulder.

How could he know? He always seems to be able to see right through her.

“You can be vulnerable in front of me, baby.”

Another tear fell from her eye. "Oh," she murmured, and then she held Ning Yizhan and wept. Neither of them spoke.

Finally, Qiu Hu cried until she was exhausted. She let go of Ning Yizhan, her tear-streaked face avoiding his gaze. "I'm tired. Carry me upstairs?"

"Alright, my lady."

Ning Yizhan seemed tireless. After returning home, he busied himself with taking care of her, and only after finishing everything did he go to bed and embrace Qiu Hu.

After a short while, he began to indulge his actions, groping Qiu Hu. He brushed Qiu Hu's long hair aside, his warm breath spraying onto the back of Qiu Hu's neck. A force came down, and Qiu Hu blinked his right eye, involuntarily shrinking his neck.

"Don't hide."

"No!"

Qiu Hu wanted to continue speaking, but the man's kiss landed again, lingering on the back of her neck and shoulder. "Mmm," she murmured, her breath becoming warmer.

"Baby, you're so sensitive today!" The man seemed to have discovered a new world, constantly igniting a fire in the back of her neck and shoulders, holding her shoulder with one hand to keep her from moving, and his soft lips landed on her shoulder again.

"Don't overreact."

"It's still early," a double entendre.

His tone was flat, revealing no emotion, but his eyes were filled with lustful desire, exuding a wicked and arrogant charm.

Finally, she saw what he wanted her to see.

She tried to grab his hand, but he dodged it. His hand slipped under her waist, pulled her into his arms, and rested on her stomach. She could clearly feel it…

"Let's do it the other way this time!" The man gently nibbled on the side of her neck, his strong arms encircling her shoulders and pressing against her rounded breasts.

His movements, seemingly gentle, were in fact fierce.

He turned slightly to the side, and his lips began to search for their partner. At this moment, it seemed that he was finally free, and he seduced those pink lips with unbridled abandon.

Her hands had nowhere to go, yet desperately needed something to hold onto. She could only grasp the arm that lay across her chest, and even the delicate pink nails on her hands gradually turned white.

Her mind was unusually clear today. She wanted to please him, she only wanted to please him, but she also knew that the man in front of her had her under his control. She said the opposite of what she meant, "Who, with you this time? Huh!"

She gripped the man's arm even tighter; he had ambushed her. She cursed him vehemently.

The man pinched her face, "Don't swear."

"What will you do if I don't do this?"

...

After a sleepless night, still full of energy after their intimate moments, they started chatting again. "Ah Hu, let's get married after your parents come back!"

"I want to be with you every day, to do happy things together every day, and to make you happy every day."

Qiu Hu found these words strange; they must have made him happy!

"What if they don't approve of us being together?"

"No, then I'll try my best to get them to agree. If they really don't agree, then I'll just take you home."

"Can you please stop being so domineering?"

“This isn’t being domineering, Ah-Hu. I’ll be obedient, except for this matter.”

After saying that, he started making threats again, "If you continue to act like before, don't blame me for being impolite. You're mine."

"Hmph," Qiu Hu didn't say anything more. He looked at the arm that was still holding her, picked it up, and took a bite.

He hasn't said anything, yet he wants to take her home?

"Hiss, sharp-tongued." The man said only lightly.

Upon hearing this, Qiu Hu increased the pressure in her mouth, but the man seemed oblivious and refused to let go.

In the end, she let go herself, looking at the red teeth marks on his arm, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Her teeth started to hurt, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Ning Yizhan looked into her eyes, remembering how much Qiu Hu had cried in front of him today. "Don't cry in front of others in the future, or I'll get angry."

It's unclear what emotional trigger those words struck Qiu Hu, but she burst into tears.

Ning Yizhan: ...Is this Qiu Lake? But he likes it so much!

But he seemed to understand her very well... not that he empathized with her, but that he understood her, and her loneliness was no longer lonely.

Because having me is enough for you. I will always belong to you, and only to you.