Wen Shuqiao hugged him and watched some short videos with him in that position. At first, Shen Jiazhou found it quite interesting, but after watching a few, he started kissing her face or gently biting her.

Wen Shuqiao couldn't stand his annoyance any longer. She pinched Shen Jiazhou's chin with her fingers and asked in confusion, "Were you this clingy when you were little?"

“How could that be?” Shen Jiazhou answered without thinking, “I was a cool guy when I was a kid.”

Wen Shuqiao laughed when she heard that.

Shen Jiazhou's handsome brows furrowed. He looked at Wen Shuqiao and asked, "Are you laughing at me?"

Wen Shuqiao exclaimed, suppressing a laugh as she coaxed, "No, no, I just think you're such a treasure!"

Wen Shuqiao leaned down and kissed him twice: "That's great."

Shen Jiazhou was somewhat pleased, but still snorted: "Come on, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Wen Shuqiao said innocently, "No, I really didn't think about anything."

Shen Jiazhou chuckled twice, and Wen Shuqiao kissed him again.

He sneered, and Wen Shuqiao kissed him. In the end, Shen Jiazhou was embarrassed and sneered again. He pressed his fingertip against Wen Shuqiao's lips and said, "Can you please stop breaking the rules?"

"Okay, okay, I fouled." Wen Shuqiao had completely mastered Shen Jiazhou's words by now.

Following his lead, he'd definitely get angry.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished answering, Shen Jiazhou said angrily again, "You're not allowed to give me a perfunctory answer."

Wen Shuqiao pinched his cheek, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Why are you so easily angered? Then you're not allowed to be angry."

"I'm going to get angry." Shen Jiazhou hugged her tightly. "I want you to coax me."

Wen Shuqiao asked, "What about your pride? Do you still want it?"

"No, I don't want it anymore," Shen Jiazhou muttered. "I have no shame."

Wen Shuqiao clicked her tongue lightly: "You have a pretty clear understanding of yourself."

Shen Jiazhou didn't speak. He opened his mouth and sucked on the skin of Wen Shuqiao's collarbone. Soon, an ambiguous kiss mark was left on it.

He seemed to get interested and moved to another spot to leave a hickey.

Wen Shuqiao lost all interest in watching the video because of him. She subconsciously slapped him, intending to remind him to hug properly if he wanted to, but she didn't expect to lose control of her strength and her face would slap.

Both of them were stunned. Shen Jiazhou looked up at her in disbelief: "You abused me??"

His tone became much louder, as if he was genuinely shocked that Wen Shuqiao would hit him.

Wen Shuqiao blinked and rubbed the spot where she had slapped herself. "Does it hurt? I didn't control my strength well. I'm sorry, let me rub it for you."

Shen Jiazhou's tears immediately welled up in his eyes again: "It hurts, you have no idea how hard you used."

Wen Shuqiao put down her phone and tried to sit up straight to get a better look at the slap on Shen Jiazhou's face, but Shen Jiazhou's body pressed heavily on her, preventing her from getting up.

Wen Shuqiao said helplessly, "Let me see, don't press down on me."

Shen Jiazhou quickly pouted, then pursed his lips and said, "Even if you see it, it won't erase the fact that you hit me."

Wen Shuqiao understood. She cupped Shen Jiazhou's face in her hands, pressed her fingertips against his skin, and kissed him earnestly for a while.

After letting go, he asked, "Are you okay now?"

Shen Jiazhou was just like that.

Wen Shuqiao kissed him again, this time for several minutes, before Shen Jiazhou finally returned to normal, humming and rubbing against her neck.

Wen Shuqiao said, "It's a real shame you're not a movie star."

With two movie stars at home, we have an audience; all we're missing is the camera.

Oh, and there's a camera too.

She had to find a way to record it so that Shen Jiazhou could see her looking like a whining little dog.

Shen Jiazhou played with her dark hair. Hearing Wen Shuqiao say this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Then you are really blessed. You have such a good actor and a movie star, and you have both a big one and a small one."

Wen Shuqiao picked up her phone again and chimed in, "Yes, yes, they're enjoying their good life. If one cries, two others will cry too."

Shen Jiazhou pursed his lips and remained silent. Wen Shuqiao placed her hand on his arm and pinched it: "Why are you not saying anything again?"

He then spoke up, "Don't you think I'm a crybaby and not assertive at all?"

"I'm a little confused." Wen Shuqiao asked, puzzled, "What does your tendency to cry have to do with being domineering?"

Shen Jiazhou said sullenly, "Men shouldn't shed tears easily."

But he just couldn't control himself, especially when Wen Shuqiao was angry with him, tears would stream down his face.

But when Wen Shuqiao coaxed him, she was so gentle, and his eyes just couldn't resist.

"Who said that?" Wen Shuqiao asked. "Who decided that some people must shed tears, and some people are absolutely forbidden from shed tears?"

Shen Jiazhou's voice was muffled: "Isn't that what everyone says? Tears represent weakness."

“Tears are not a sign of weakness,” Wen Shuqiao said gently. “Only those who want to attack you would think your tears are a sign of weakness. In my eyes, whether you cry or laugh, I like you just the same, and I find you just the same.”

Shen Jiazhou couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He asked, "You like me that much?"

Wen Shuqiao sighed, somewhat helplessly: "If you didn't like it, would you still lean on me like this? And act all coquettish? You're dreaming."

Shen Jiazhou burst out laughing; he absolutely adored Wen Shuqiao.

Her words easily soothed his unseen anxieties.

He took a deep breath, wanting to inhale her scent into his body.

Wen Shuqiao pinched his arm again: "Happy now?"

"I'm happy," Shen Jiazhou said. "I'm happy as long as I'm with you."

He's perfectly happy even if we don't discuss anything profound, just chat casually or talk nonsense.

Shen Jiazhou felt her pinching the muscles on his arm, and silently pulled her hand to his chest: "I'll pinch here for you."

Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but pat him again: "So you've appeased him and now you're going to start going after he's done?"

Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly, "I'm just repaying a debt of gratitude. Thank you for coaxing me."

Wen Shuqiao felt that Shen Jiazhou had gone completely off the rails.

She glanced at the time; it was already past ten o'clock. She had to get up early tomorrow to take Can Can to school.

Wen Shuqiao placed her phone on the bedside table and patted Shen Jiazhou, who was still hugging her without moving: "Lie down and go to sleep."

Shen Jiazhou reluctantly let go of her. Wen Shuqiao shrank back into the blanket, turned to her side with her back to Shen Jiazhou, and reached out to turn off the light.

With a snap, the room went dark instantly.

Before Wen Shuqiao could even lie down, a heat source pressed against her from behind.

Shen Jiazhou buried his face in her back, wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, took several deep breaths, and mumbled, "Goodnight."

Wen Shuqiao placed one hand on his arm, her fingertips pressed against his warm skin.

After thinking for a while, she turned over to face Shen Jiazhou, leaned closer to him, and kissed his Adam's apple: "Goodnight."

Shen Jiazhou rested his chin on her forehead, couldn't help but chuckle softly, and kissed her, his tone gentle and tender: "Goodnight."