Yi Chenli's body temperature was very warm, and An Yuan'er exclaimed, "So warm."

Her little hands wandered restlessly over Yi Chenli's body.

How did this man manage to have such a perfect figure? He has not an ounce of fat on his body, and while his skin feels firm to the touch, it doesn't feel uncomfortable.

Yi Chenli hated it when others touched his body, but the girl in front of him was an exception.

She doesn't mind that he's crazy or disabled; it's always been that way since he was a child.

Yi Chenli grabbed An Yuan'er's mischievous little hand: "Round and chubby, didn't your master teach you that a lady should be reserved and polite?"

An Yuan'er frowned and stopped moving.

Forced to maintain a reserved demeanor.

"No other master taught me, only Master Yi was the most polite," An Yuan'er complained unhappily.

An Yuan'er muttered to herself, "Do I need anyone else's permission to hug my own man? Honestly."

In An Yuan'er's heart, she had long since considered Yi Chenli as her own possession.

Yi Chenli heard it.

He tugged at An Yuan'er's ear: "Round and chubby, what are you saying?"

An Yuan'er raised her head, her eyes sparkling: "Yi Chenli, in my heart, you are different from everyone else. So, you don't need to be jealous."

As she finished speaking, An Yuan'er's voice grew softer and softer. She nestled her head against Yi Chenli's chest, unwilling to lift it.

She's a girl after all; she'll feel embarrassed and shy.

Yi Chenli, for a man, is far too passive.

Yi Chenli lifted An Yuan'er's face with his hand. Her eyes were pure and innocent as she looked at him, and in them, he saw the girl's love for him.

For a long time, he refused to believe it.

He knew she felt differently about him, but he thought that this kind of feeling was an attachment based on long-term companionship, not romantic love.

But at this moment, the stubborn thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear. The way she looked at him was the look a young girl gives to someone she likes.

She said he was her man.

Yi Chenli's tightly wound nerves snapped.

He spoke with a bittersweet tone: "Silly Yuan'er, I have nothing, I have a strange personality, a physical disability, and a violent temper..."

She ignited his mad infatuation, yet also caused him inner turmoil.

I can't bear to touch the girl I've cherished since childhood.

In truth, he was already quite wicked; in the dead of night, she had long become a frequent visitor in his dreams.

An Yuan'er shouted, "Yi Chenli, you're not without anything! You have me!"

She has been trying to get closer to him for six years, hasn't he noticed yet?

Yi Chenli wondered, what could he give her?

Her leg will take several more years to heal. By then, she might already be engaged.

Even if they were together, he didn't understand love at all. He had never received the love of his father and mother since childhood, and he wasn't sure how to give her a warm and happy home. He didn't know how to give her a perfect relationship.

Is there a future? Given his current status, although he has many schemes to make in secret, he will never know the outcome until the very end. He might even lose his life.

All she saw was his outward glamour. The true, dark side was something she had yet to experience.

He was cautious and had not dared to make any promises for many years. He should not have gotten involved with her if he did not have the determination to burn his bridges.

But—

An Yuan'er no longer wanted to give Yi Chenli a chance to dodge.

My leg will get better sooner or later; that shouldn't be the reason. As for the future, we'll face the storms together. An Yuan'er isn't afraid.

An Yuan'er tugged at Yi Chenli's clothes and said firmly, "Ali, I want you to hear this clearly. I want more than just your pampering, Yi Chenli. I also want your love."