"What are you angry about?" Except when he was being reserved in front of Si Jin and Yao Cen, Ling Zhou was never polite to outsiders. Just by standing there, he exuded a frivolous and nonchalant air: "Did I not pay you?"

The little fairy was so angry at his attitude that her eyebrows furrowed. She stomped her foot and said angrily, "Anyway, it's not my big day. Are you leaving or not?"

"Let's go, we need to be quick, we're in a hurry." With that, the two disappeared through the doorway.

Although Yao Cen wouldn't act like a young girl experiencing her first love, doubting this and that.

But I had finally mustered up the courage and hope to do something, thinking that I would at least get a response that was no less than what I expected, but now... I've ended up with nothing.

Feelings of disappointment are inevitable.

But it only took him five minutes to calm down and walk home step by step.

Even divine power was useless.

It seems that Ling Zhou hasn't been staying at his house at night since about two weeks ago; he's so busy every day that you can hardly find him.

Aside from cooking for him, we basically had no other interaction.

Why did you suddenly become so cold?

Suddenly... you don't like it anymore?

Just like how he suddenly disliked his master, perhaps Ling Zhou only respected him?

But if that's the case, why did you kiss him in the first place, and why did you say those things?

Yao Cen reminded herself not to overthink things. She wanted to ask him, but then she thought about it again. In all these days, she had never accepted Ling Zhou's advances, so what right did she have to ask him?

After an unknown amount of time, feeling a dark cloud hanging over her head, Yao Cen realized that she had arrived home.

He sighed, wearily pinched the bridge of his nose, opened the door, and found two more people in the house, which had been carefully decorated.

Yu Yan called to Qing Yun, "Honey, hurry up and bring out the last dish! It's been so long since we've had a lively celebration. It's a rare occasion to have someone's birthday celebrated! Let's all get together and have some fun!"

After saying that, she turned to look at the person at the door: "Yao Cen, you're back. Happy birthday in advance! (^～^)"

As she spoke, the little vampire's peach blossom eyes curved slightly, shining with a unique brilliance. In the past, upon seeing peach blossom eyes, Yao Cen would have immediately thought of Si Jin.

But now it's different...

Standing at the door, the eldest brother, who was as bright as the sun and moon, suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, and then, with a carefree air, cast aside his troubles and joined the lively Yu Yan.

But after the excitement subsided and everyone left, I lay alone on my large bed in the bedroom, staring at the moon that seemed so close to me.

A tear actually slid down from the corner of her eye.

Yao Cen turned over and pulled the blanket up a bit, wanting to change her position and fall asleep quickly, but suddenly, she touched a cool, warm lip.

"Ah Cen, you're back just in time for midnight. Happy birthday." Ling Zhou's eyes were more beautiful than stars in the darkness. He said, "I love you."

Ling Zhou... how did he suddenly... end up here...?

They've never slept together like this before, what should they do...?

"Wow, senior brother, where are your clothes?"

Ling Zhou spoke again, and Yao Cen then realized that her pajamas... were gone, and her prominent collarbone was clearly visible.

Her pupils dilated instantly, and anger and embarrassment surged up, condensing into spitting rage: "You're simply... um..."

Before she could utter the word "beast," Ling Zhou flipped her over and sealed her lips with his own.

Ling Zhou had been working through the night, his eyes bloodshot, to finally make a garment for Yao Cen, which he wanted to deliver before midnight.

That year, he was the first person to give a gift to his senior brother.

But Ah Cen's red eyes and the way she huddled under the covers were truly...

This is a great test of God's reason.

Ling Zhou never believed in the idea that "gods are without desires." He felt that someone like Yao Cen needed to be teased a bit...