"Jiaojiao, what brings you here?"

Shen Heng, still holding a steamed bun in his hand, excitedly stood up and walked towards the door.

"I brought you food." Bai Jiaojiao lifted the aluminum box in her hand.

"Let's go talk over there."

Shen Heng found the place too crowded, so he took Bai Jiaojiao into a storage room, closed the door, and immediately kissed her on the cheek.

Bai Jiaojiao found it amusing and patted Chen Heng on the shoulder: "Your food is terrible. Look what delicious food I brought you."

Bai Jiaojiao was about to open the lunchbox when Shen Heng pressed her hand on the lid, saying, "Don't rush."

Shen Heng pulled Bai Jiaojiao between the table and himself, and asked in a low voice, "Did you miss Heng-ge?"

"I've been thinking about it." Bai Jiaojiao put her hands on Shen Heng's waist to warm them. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on properly while riding the bike with cotton gloves on, and that wool gloves would let in the wind. Her hands had been freezing the whole way.

Shen Heng pulled Bai Jiaojiao's other hand into his arms and covered it, grinning mischievously: "You missed me so much that you came to find me? Aren't you ashamed?"

Bai Jiaojiao leaned closer to Shen Heng's chest: "Don't you like me coming to see you?"

“I like it.” Shen Heng’s eyes darkened, and he reached out to pinch Bai Jiaojiao’s cold ear: “But it’s too cold. You’re afraid of the cold, so you should go out less. The roads are slippery, so don’t fall into the ditch while riding your bike.”

"It's okay. I don't feel cold while riding my bike. I warm up after moving around a bit, but the wind hurts a little."

Bai Jiaojiao really wanted to see Shen Heng. Her hand, which was on Shen Heng's waist, slowly moved to his back, making Shen Heng's heart flutter.

"If I hadn't been brought here, half a month would have passed by now. You're really heartless, planning to not let me have any meat for a month."

Shen Heng pulled Bai Jiaojiao tightly into his arms, bent over to hug her, and whispered a complaint in her ear.

Bai Jiaojiao patted the lunchbox, pretending not to understand: "Who said that? I brought you braised pork, didn't I?"

Shen Heng lifted Bai Jiaojiao and carried her onto the table: "What's so delicious about that?"

"You still complain about braised pork?" This is such a comfortable life.

"Don't you know what Heng-ge wants to eat?" Shen Heng said, kissing Bai Jiaojiao haphazardly in the crook of her neck. Bai Jiaojiao tightly gripped Shen Heng's autumn clothes, letting him do as he pleased.

Shen Heng was the kind of person who would take advantage of someone's kindness. Seeing that Bai Jiaojiao did not resist, he reached out and unbuttoned Bai Jiaojiao's cotton-padded jacket.

Bai Jiaojiao suddenly let go of Shen Heng's hand and grabbed Shen Heng's hand: "What are you doing, Heng-ge? We're outside."

"I'll just touch it." Shen Heng kissed Bai Jiaojiao's hand gently, and Bai Jiaojiao let go of him.

Unexpectedly, as Shen Heng touched her, he began to probe downwards again. Bai Jiaojiao was no match for Shen Heng's strength, and she dared not make any loud noises. She could only watch as Shen Heng's expression gradually became unclear.

"Heng-ge, not here, I'm scared." Bai Jiaojiao's voice trembled as she nervously looked towards the door.

"It's okay, I just locked the door. Don't worry, they won't dare to come over."

Shen Heng gripped Bai Jiaojiao's nape with his large hand, as gentle yet forceful as if soothing prey.

"Don't……"

Bai Jiaojiao stammered, her heart pounding.

"Jiaojiao, how could you bear to make me hold back for so long?" Shen Heng nibbled on Bai Jiaojiao's earlobe, leaned down in front of her, lifted a gap in the sweater she was wearing underneath, and kissed her lower abdomen.

The sensation was both soft and itchy, and Bai Jiaojiao felt a tingling sensation in her palms.