Yan Qiao had dinner at home and originally planned to go back to the courtyard house.

Seeing her restless state, Shi Yuehua refused to let her leave.

"They're not even married yet, and they can't be apart for a moment? They can't even have a peaceful meal with their grandmother."

Yan Qiao smiled ingratiatingly and poured tea for her and Old Master Song.

"No, it's just that the guests from the show are still staying at the courtyard house. I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain them properly, since they are guests after all."

Shi Yuehua, of course, did not believe her words. The person she was thinking about was probably someone other than the guest.

"Grandma suffered a lot in relationships when she was young, so she doesn't approve of what you're doing. It's best not to get too emotionally involved with men."

Grandpa Song shook the newspaper in his hand and said disapprovingly, "You must love yourself before you love someone else, that's basic. But don't listen to your grandmother, don't throw the baby out with the bathwater. You're still young, if you can have a passionate love that you'll never forget, then you won't have lived in vain."

He certainly didn't agree with Yan Qiao loving men more than herself.

But if you have to be hesitant and timid when you're in a relationship, how can you enjoy it?

Yan Qiao stuck out her tongue. "I know what you two mean. He's very good to me."

Shi Yuehua curled her lips slightly, "You young people these days, buying you a cup of milk tea is considered a favor."

Yan Qiao touched her nose, "That's not it."

He's never even bought a cup of milk tea.

"You're staying home tonight, and you're not allowed to go anywhere, understand?"

Since Shi Yuehua rarely made a request of her, Yan Qiao naturally had no reason to refuse.

I took a shower and went to bed, but after tossing and turning in bed a few times, I just couldn't fall asleep.

She glanced at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

Pei Jingzhan must be asleep by now; his sleep schedule is very good.

Yan Qiao gazed at the moonlight outside the window, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

After hesitating in bed for a while, she got up and changed her clothes.

She listened intently to the sounds outside for a while, and thinking that everyone had already gone back to their rooms to sleep, she quietly slipped out.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Song Jing come out of the house.

I was taken aback when I saw her.

"sister……"

Yan Qiao stepped forward and covered his mouth.

"Shh..."

Song Jing looked her over. "Where are you going?"

Yan Qiao said, "There are still some things to take care of when we get back to the courtyard house."

Song Jing gave a cold laugh, "Is she still thinking about that other man?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"You're absolutely right!"

Yan Qiao: "...Don't talk nonsense, I'm leaving first. You can cover for me tomorrow morning."

Song Jing scoffed. The older sister was stupid, wicked, and greedy.

Later, when it was Yan Qiao, everything was great. Now I realize she's still love-struck.

"No way."

Yan Qiao tapped his head. "Didn't you take a fancy to a pair of shoes last time?"

Song Jing didn't have the money to buy it, which cost tens of thousands of yuan, and Yan Shu wouldn't buy it for him either.

Song Jing's eyes lit up. "Sis, will you buy it for me?"

“Pick two more items to make it 100,000, and send them to me.”

Song Jing clenched his fists, almost jumping for joy.

"Sis! You're my own sister! Go ahead and enjoy your time with your husband, I'll cover for you tomorrow morning."

Yan Qiao almost choked on her own saliva. What kind of private time for two is this?!

Having finally escaped from home, Yan Qiao drove back to the courtyard house, speeding through the night.

It was completely silent here, and Yan Qiao thought that Pei Jingzhan must be asleep.

It's so quiet.

After walking a few steps, they heard a noise coming from inside the pavilion.

Yan Qiao paused and looked over.

By the dim light, I could see figures inside.

She walked over. "Pei Bingjun?"

The man who had been dozing in the chair opened his eyes, turned around, and asked in surprise, "Why are you back?"

Yan Qiao gently touched her heart, which was pounding uncontrollably.

"What about you? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Pei Jingzhan remained still. "I'll wait for you."

She couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she knew he was definitely looking at her.

Yan Qiao bit her lip, ran inside quickly, and stopped in front of him.

"What if I don't come back tonight?"

Pei Jingzhan chuckled, "If I don't come back tonight, I'll be back tomorrow."

Yan Qiao whispered, "Do we have to wait until tomorrow?"

"have no idea."

He didn't know why he was waiting, or even if he would be able to wait for her to come back.

In short, I just want to wait.

Yan Qiao felt as if her heart was sick, burning up in waves.

She did the most outrageous thing she had ever done: she put her arm around his shoulder and straddled his lap.

Pei Jingzhan was somewhat surprised, but still reached out to support her waist.

They were so close they could hear each other breathing.

Yan Qiao stirred and lifted her face to lean closer.

"This is the last time I'll ask, shall we kiss?"

She abandoned the reserve a girl should have several times.

This is the last time.

Pei Jingzhan sighed softly, his voice low and deep: "Why did you come back so late?"

"I'll come back to find you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt his hand go up, through her hair, and pull her head forward.

He stayed up late into the night, and his lips were cold.

Yan Qiao thought vaguely, but it was still soft.

It was their first kiss, and they stumbled a bit.

The initial feeling was fine, except that my lips hurt a little from being hit by his teeth.

"Pei Bingjun, your skills need improvement," she commented.

He chuckled softly, his chest trembling.

"Lack of experience, so I quietly bear the burden."

Yan Qiao reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, then kissed the corner of his lips.

"Let's try a few more times and gain experience."

"good."

He reached out and cupped her chin, kissing her soft, red lips that he had longed for so many times, caressing them gently, and then probing them with the tip of his tongue.

Although he had no experience, he had an exceptional learning ability.

One more time, and you can easily get into the swing of things, starting with a light touch and then increasing the intensity, lingering and passionate.

A loss of control over one's breath, a chase between lips and tongue.

In the quiet courtyard, the sounds of lips touching intimately filled the air, leaving her in turmoil.

"Enough...enough..."

Yan Qiao reluctantly pushed him away, but the man still felt it wasn't enough and gently pressed his lips against hers.

"Didn't you say you were craving something? Is this enough?"

His voice became hoarse, tinged with desire.

He not only wanted to kiss her, but also wanted to devour her whole; how difficult it was for him to restrain himself.

But his thoughts remained just that—thoughts. Aside from kissing, his hands never strayed from his place.

Even when he tried to touch Yan Qiao's slender waist, he felt at a loss for what to do.

Yan Qiao's panting rose and fell in the darkness. "Next time, one kiss is enough. What if we get tired of each other after that?"

Pei Jingzhan pressed his lips against hers and sucked on them gently.

"Qiaoqiao, you underestimate my appetite."

He'll never get tired of kissing you, no matter how long you kiss him.

Adhering to the bottom line is to prevent oneself from losing control.

I broke my vow tonight, and my desire for Yan Qiao is like an unfillable chasm, growing ever more insatiable.

That night, the bright moon hung high in the sky.

The two hugged and kissed for an unknown amount of time. She felt her lips were burning hot and numb; they must be swollen.

Pei Jingzhan carried her back to the house, their bodies covered in the cool night dew, but it couldn't dispel the burning passion in their hearts.

"sleep."

Yan Qiao clutched the blanket, covering half her face.

Her other hand emerged from under the covers and hooked her little finger around his.

"Can we still kiss tomorrow?"

Pei Jingzhan grasped her hand in return, leaned down, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm not as upright and aloof as you think; I'm more interested in women than you are."

Now that Yan Qiao is in college, he doesn't need to hide anything or be timid.

Because I cherish it, I don't want to leave any details that could be criticized.

"Go to sleep."

Yan Qiao yawned slightly, thinking she was too excited to sleep.

But with him by my side, I quickly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already broad daylight.