Before she could finish speaking, Lu Zheng's lips immediately covered hers, overwhelming Qiao Zhen like a tidal wave, making her breathing rapid, her face flushed, and she almost couldn't breathe.

"Don't do this..." Qiao Zhen's voice was trembling with tears. Lu Zheng's movements were faster than usual, as if he had been holding back for a long time.

"There's nothing I can do, it's your fault for not coming back for so long."

While panting, Lu Zheng quickly removed the last restraints from the two of them, pressed his face against Qiao Zhen's, and breathed hotly.

"However, if you're considering moving back in, I can be a little gentler."

Qiao Zhen was speechless. She turned her head away, unwilling to look at Lu Zheng's face any longer.

Seeing his attitude, Lu Zheng understood.

Just as Qiao Zhen was tormented and half-asleep, she overheard Lu Zheng speaking in a very possessive tone.

"Qiao Zhen, give up on that idea. You'll never escape my grasp."

Unfortunately, Qiao Zhen was very tired at the time. After hearing this, she didn't have time to react before she drifted off to sleep.

When Qiao Zhen opened her eyes again, it was already midnight. She subconsciously looked at Lu Zheng next to her and found that he had also fallen asleep at some point, with one arm draped over Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen was speechless and wanted to take Lu Zheng's arm away.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Zheng fell asleep, his arm felt as heavy as iron, and she couldn't lift it no matter how hard she tried.

Qiao Zhen sighed helplessly, inwardly cursing that her arm felt like it was covered in super glue.

After struggling for a while, she gave up. Since she couldn't sleep, Qiao Zhen wanted to check around to see if her phone was there.

However, they discovered that the room Lu Zheng brought Qiao Zhen into when he returned was the very room that was originally Qiao Zhen's bedroom.