As soon as she got downstairs, she saw Zong Jia sitting on a bench outside the building.

She jumped out of the car. "You waited for me here specifically?"

Zong Jiayu got up and helped the car up. "That's right, waiting for a pear to fall into a tree stump."

"Haha." She walked to the side and looked up at the building. "Shall we go for a walk or go home?"

Zong Jiayu pushed the bike directly out of the residential area, saying, "Let's go for a ride."

Jiang Xiaoli sat on the back seat, watching his long legs riding her women's bicycle, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

She patted his back, "Are you uncomfortable riding?"

Zong Jiayu reached behind her, took her hand, and placed it on his waist. "If you hold me steady, I won't feel uncomfortable."

She laughed and wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbing her face against his back. "How about this?"

Zong Jia tensed up and the bike wobbled, but he quickly regained control of the handlebars. "It's fine."

They arrived at a park near their home, with Zongjia pushing his bicycle in one hand and holding his girlfriend's hand in the other.

Jiang Xiaoli turned to look at him, "Comrade Xiao Zong, my roommates all say you're amazing."

Zong Jia parked the car next to a hexagonal pavilion. He took out a handkerchief, wiped it on the bench, and then pulled her to sit down.

"What others say about me doesn't matter; what matters is what Little Pear thinks of me."

Jiang Xiaoli looked at his handsome nose from the side, which appeared high and straight in the twilight.

She couldn't resist reaching out and touching it. "My boyfriend is definitely the best!"

Zong Jia was pleased by her words, and he hugged her. "Little Pear, no one can affect us. If someone does, you have to believe that I can handle it, okay?"

"I believe you!" Jiang Xiaoli nodded with a smile, then looked up and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll reward you with a little red flower for what you did this time."

Zong Jia pressed the back of her head to prevent her from leaving, then lowered his head and kissed her lips. The tender, lingering kiss lasted for more than ten seconds.

He released her and chuckled softly, a hint of seduction in his voice, "Little Pear, this is what a reward should be."

Jiang Xiaoli's heart pounded wildly. "That's too unfair!"

Zong Jia raised an eyebrow. "That's what you call a foul?"

He whispered in her ear, "Little Pear, this is the least illegal move I can think of."

Jiang Xiaoli's ears turned bright red from his whispers. She pushed him away and moved to the side.

But her curiosity compelled her to ask, "Could you give me an example?"

Hearing this, he smiled and tilted his head to look at her, chuckling softly, "Little Pear, I'm not good at expressing myself, so I might need your help to explain it clearly."

Jiang Xiaoli felt embarrassed and annoyed by his gaze, and her competitive spirit rose within her.

She pointed a finger at his chest fiercely, "With the limited knowledge in your head, I understood this eight hundred years ago!"

Zong Jia took her fingers in his hand. "Oh? Then, Little Pear, could you help me figure this out?"

Jiang Xiaoli cursed inwardly, "This bastard is setting traps at every turn!"

Her eyes darted around, and she gave a sly smile.

She moved back to his side, cupped his face in her hands, gently kissed his Adam's apple, and playfully stuck out her tongue to trace a line on it.

Zong Jia was so excited that he took a deep breath and heard the girl's alluring voice in his ear, "Brother A-Yu, I like you so much."

Zong Jia felt a tingling sensation on the left side of his face, and all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head.

He managed to utter a few words with a hoarse voice, "Who taught you?"

Jiang Xiaoli linked her arm with his and leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft and sweet with a hint of smugness, "Nobody taught me? What's wrong?"

Zong Jiayu tugged at his pants and adjusted his posture. "Little Pear, let's get ready to go home."

She looked up at him with a smile, "Brother Ayu, don't you want to chat with me anymore?"

Zong Jia reached out and pinched that playful little face. "Little rascal, let's go home, okay?"

Jiang Xiaoli sensed his discomfort and nodded in agreement, "Okay, let's go home."

It wasn't until she left the park that she noticed Zong Jiayu's walking posture while pushing his bicycle was a bit strange.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter.

Zong Jia sighed resignedly, patted the back seat, and said, "Get in!"

Jiang Xiaoli obediently sat on the bike, and after he had settled down, she reached out and hugged his taut waist and abdomen.

"Comrade Xiao Zong, your self-control is really lacking!"

Zong Jia patted her hands that were groping around, "Little Pear, behave yourself."

The person in the back seat laughed heartily. She withdrew her hand and gripped the seat again. "You stingy little thing, fine, don't let me touch you then."

The bike quickly arrived at the apartment building, and the two entered the elevator. Zong Jia, as if punishing her, gave her a hard kiss on her constantly smacking lips.

"You little rascal, there will come a day when you beg for mercy!"

Jiang Xiaoli's face and lips were flushed, and she smiled broadly, "It's not certain who will beg whom!"

The elevator arrived. Zong Jia took a deep breath. He really couldn't do anything about the slyly smiling little girl next to him!

Back home, Li Guizhi was playing Spider Solitaire with Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan's nonsensical instructions made the game a complete mess, so Li Guizhi waved her hand and said, "Xiao Yuan, go back and play by yourself. Don't make things worse for me."

Zhong Yuan touched his nose. "It's nothing. I'll shut up and watch you play."

Jiang Xiaoli found it amusing watching from behind. She coughed twice and said, "You guys were so engrossed in playing that you didn't even hear me when I got home?"

Li Guizhi turned to look at her daughter, "Oh, you bought a bicycle? It's about the same as your old one."

She nodded. "Yes, this height is just right for me."

After saying that, she thought of Zong Jia and those long legs that seemed to have nowhere to go.

Zhong Yuan asked, puzzled, "Little Pear, you're back now, why isn't Brother Zong back yet? He doesn't have class this afternoon."

Jiang Xiaoli pointed to their apartment across the hall, "I came up in the same elevator as him, but he went home."

Zhong Yuan frowned. "That's not surprising. They went home without reporting for duty. I'll go see if something's wrong."

Zhong Yuan opened the door and called out, "Brother Zong? Why aren't you with Xiao Li?"

No one responded.

He entered Zong Jiayu's room and heard the sound of running water coming from the master bathroom.

"Brother Zong, why did you take a shower as soon as you got home?"

Zong Jiayu heard the voice and replied, "It's nothing."

Zhong Yuan, however, had no intention of leaving. He stood at the bathroom door, muttering to himself, "The client I met with today..."

Zong Jia took a deep breath in the bathroom. "Can you wait until I finish showering before we talk?"

Zhong Yuan hesitated for a moment before replying, "Oh, okay."

He walked out of Zong Jiayu's room, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with him today? Did he eat a bomb? Or is something going wrong at school?"