"Are you happy?"

Ning Qing held a strand of Jun Cheng's hair in her hand and played with it.

Jun Cheng nodded in Ning Qing's arms, "Mmm, happy."

"Then... can Xiao Chengcheng call me husband?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Cheng's ears turned red, and he pursed his lips, remaining silent.

The title "husband" was too shameful for him, a grown man.

Please forgive him for not being able to shout it out.

Ning Qing could tell he was too embarrassed to call out, but she really wanted to hear it!

So they had no choice but to force-feed the little brat alcohol, hoping the drunken brat would bring them a surprise.

Jun Cheng accepted all the wine offered by Ning Qing.

He had already rejected Ning Qing once tonight, not wanting to upset him.

Jun Cheng drank countless cups of wine that Ning Qing handed him. His eyes began to glaze over, his cheeks flushed, and a charming smile played on his lips.

She leaned lazily against Ning Qing's chest.

Looking at the captivating little cub in her arms, Ning Qing suddenly felt her mouth go dry and licked her parched lips.

The hand that was wrapped around the slender waist of a drunkard tightened unconsciously.

She couldn't help but murmur, "A seductive little vixen."

Jun Cheng seemed completely unaware of how alluring he was at that moment. His flushed face rubbed against Ning Qing's chest, like a clingy kitten seeking a comfortable spot in its owner's arms and closing its eyes to rest.

When Jun Cheng got drunk, he shed all his pretenses and became completely different from his usual aloof and indifferent self.

Ning Qing held the person in her arms, thinking, thinking, wanting to become one with the person in her arms.

But looking at the person in my arms, innocent and harmless like a newborn cub, I couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful moment.

Hesitating, torn between his own mind and his inner voice, finally...

She could only suppress the restlessness within her and pull the cloak around him to keep him from catching a cold.

He stood up, carried the person inside, placed him on the large bed, helped him remove his cumbersome clothes, and covered him with a blanket.

Shedding her own burdens, she went to bed and embraced the person who was already drunk and unconscious, falling asleep together.

At sunrise, the rising sun slowly reveals its large, round, orange-red face.

Jun Cheng was awakened by the chirping of birds, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar environment.

He sat up abruptly.

Only then did he remember everything that happened last night, and that he and Qingqing had come to a boat.

Then... I think I'm drunk! I raise my hand to my forehead.

She turned her head to look at the person sleeping soundly beside her, and a charming smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.

Waking up and opening your eyes to see your beloved person as the first person you see is an indescribable feeling of satisfaction and happiness.

He gently stroked Ning Qing's fair and handsome face.

He thought to himself: This touch is really nice; the delicate and smooth skin is so captivating.

Ning Qing impatiently slapped the hand that was messing with her face, muttered something under her breath, and then turned over to continue sleeping.

Jun Cheng looked at his hand, which had been slapped red, and chuckled softly.

I really want to stay here with Qingqing for the rest of my life, just the two of them.

He gently kissed Ning Qing's forehead, then got up and dressed.

He was going to find ingredients to prepare breakfast for Qingqing himself.

Thinking this, he lifted his leg and walked quietly outside.

When Ning woke up, she opened her eyes and looked at the person next to her, only to find that the person who had been so drunk last night was no longer in bed.

Look around.

Huh, there's not a soul in sight. I slept with the little one last night, and when I woke up, he was gone. Gone.

Uh...where did it go?

I got up, picked up my clothes, and slowly and methodically put them on.