Ni Sitian felt him gently and tenderly sucking on her neck, which made her feel a little ticklish and wanted to laugh.

She took his hand, pulled his arm away, and stepped out of his embrace. Looking into his eyes, she asked earnestly, "What's wrong with you today? Don't lie to me."

He was incredibly rough with her that afternoon; she still feels a lingering pain in that soft spot, and her lips are swollen from his sucking and biting.

Xu Tingchuan looked at Ni Sitian's swollen lips, reached out and gently stroked them with his thumb, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was just jealousy."

Ni Sitian took his hand and said with a smile, "You're not jealous that I hold Tuantuan every day, are you?"

Xu Tingchuan shook his head, grasped Ni Sitian's hand in return, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered, "I saw you with Li Yinan."

"Huh?" Ni Sitian was surprised.

"He gave you a gift, and you didn't object; you even blushed. That day, the phone call was clearly from Li Yinan, but you lied and said it was from Producer Chen." Xu Tingchuan gripped Ni Sitian's hand tightly, trying his best to suppress the jealousy that was growing within him as he spoke.

"So you suspect me and Li Yinan?" Ni Sitian pulled her forehead away, frowned, and glared at him with puffed-out cheeks.

“I’m scared.” Xu Tingchuan reached out and hugged Ni Sitian’s shoulder, taking her into his words. His heart was trembling, and his voice was unusually fragile: “I’m so scared. We’ve been separated for ten months. I have no idea what you’ve been through or what changes have happened to you during that time. I’m so scared that we can’t go back to the way things were. Since you came back, you’ve been avoiding me. You don’t even dare to look me in the eye. I’m so scared that you don’t want me anymore.”

The last sentence was so humble, so humble that it made her heart ache.

She hugged him, her eyes reddening, and said hoarsely, "Silly boy, how could I not want you? How could I not love you? Aren't you a genius? This is such an obvious answer, what's there to doubt?"

"Even geniuses have things they can't lose, things they're afraid of losing, and they'll become anxious about losing them." Xu Tingchuan felt that even holding her tightly in his arms like this wasn't enough; he wanted more.

"Fool, fool, fool, the one thing you can never lose in this life is my heart." Ni Sitian stepped out of his arms and pressed herself against him, kissing his lips.

Xu Tingchuan immediately switched from defense to offense, supporting the back of her head and gently laying her down on the bed. He opened his mouth and gently sucked on her lips, as if making up for his roughness in the afternoon. He was especially gentle at this moment, kissing her tenderly.

Ni Sitian wrapped her arms around his neck and responded to his lingering kiss.

He placed his hand on her softness again, this time very gently and softly.

As his hand moved downwards, she immediately grabbed it, snapping out of his passionate kiss, and shook her head: "Not today, I'm on my period."

Xu Tingchuan paused, stunned.

Although he could no longer do it, he still loved kissing her, so he began to entwine his lips and tongue with hers once more.

Ni Sitian didn't know how many times or how long they had kissed like this. She only felt that her tongue and lips were numb, so when he tried to kiss her again, she stopped him with her hand.

"Don't you want to hear about that important thing I'm about to tell you?" she said coquettishly, pouting her bright red lips.

"Let's kiss enough first." Xu Tingchuan knew her feelings hadn't changed, so he felt nothing was more important than kissing her.