A light kiss landed on his lips, and with the gentle divine power, it gradually spread throughout Fu Linyuan's body.

Soon, the scattered bruises and swellings all healed.

Her slightly disordered breathing was irregular and intertwined.

Fu Linyuan's heart raced, and he was momentarily stunned.

This was his first time...kissing someone...

It's crispy and light.

It felt like stepping into a wondrous realm, so captivating that one couldn't resist.

My wife is... strawberry flavored...

Does he like strawberries?

Fu Linyuan closed his eyes, pressed one hand against Si Jin's head, and subconsciously prolonged the kiss.

After the two finally managed to separate, Si Jin had already been pressed down onto the pristine white bed by Fu Linyuan.

His short hair was slightly disheveled from being ruffled by the other person, and the boy asked, slightly out of breath.

"Look, is the wound healed?"

Fu Linyuan turned his head and checked himself against the full-length mirror at the foot of the bed.

There wasn't a single scratch on him, and he was still as handsome as ever.

He asked instinctively, "How did you do that?"

"No...no, you're from another time, so you might have some secret techniques, but..."

He thought for a moment, then asked seriously, "Could you hit me one more time?"

Si Jin: ? ? ?

He went too far and beat the guy senseless.

"Are you serious?"

"Hmm." Fu Linyuan nodded, looking somewhat troubled.

I made my wife angry by saying a bunch of "domineering CEO quotes" before.

Holding him in my arms now, I realize how reassuring it is to be with him.

It's like someone who has been wandering for a long time suddenly finding a home.

Fu Linyuan couldn't describe the feeling, but once he had the hug, he couldn't bear to let go.

Jinjin forbade him from getting close until he learned to speak normally.

So what constitutes normal speech?

Can I tell you the truth?

After a moment's thought, Fu Linyuan, his ears turning red, said, "Actually, I want...one more kiss."

"Because it's a little... a little..."

"What's up?"

Si Jin reached out and casually hooked the other person's tie, placing it between her slender fingers and playing with it carefully.

I mimicked the other person's tone and asked, "Is it damn sweet?"

Fu Linyuan frowned slightly. What an incredibly awkward adjective!

This is the first time I've heard it from someone else, and it's really amazing! Strange! Amazing!

He seemed to realize his previous predicament.

He coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment: "Yes."

"No, I just think you... um..."

As she was explaining, her lips were sealed again.

He stared blankly at Si Jin, and before he knew it, Si Jin had rolled over and pinned him down.

"I've heard that you domineering CEOs don't like women."

Si Jin supported herself on Fu Linyuan with one hand.

With his other hand, he gently unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

She placed her fingers on his porcelain-white chest and gently drew circles.

She flirted with him until he blushed, yet seemed oblivious to it, asking, "So you're going to marry a man?"

"No." To prevent himself from blurting out the domineering CEO quotes that were deeply ingrained in his memory.

Fu Linyuan maintained his habit of speaking the truth: "I don't like women, and I haven't been attracted to any man over the years."

"But the moment you walked in this afternoon, with the light of the setting sun behind you, I have never seen such a beautiful scene."

"In that instant... it was as if I saw a god."

Seeing that Si Jin remained silent, he cautiously asked again, "Wife? Did I say something wrong again? Should I bring back the washboard that Dad used to kneel on?"

"Why don't you hit me a couple more times... um... wife..."

"Shh-"

Si Jin slightly parted their lips, placing her index finger between him and Fu Linyuan.

Her bright, peach-blossom eyes shone like stars.

He said, "Mr. Fu, if you want dessert, then don't say anything..."