(The extra chapter has nothing to do with the main text)

After receiving a message from Wuxie saying that something had happened to Xiaochuan, Zhang Qiling rushed back to Hangzhou from Fatty's house in Beijing overnight. When he arrived at the door of his house, the yard was very dark. Zhang Qiling hesitated for a moment, but still pushed the door and walked in.

When he entered the room, the lights were dim. There were exquisite dishes on the table, including his favorite poached chicken, which looked like it had just been cooked. Apart from these, the whole space was silent, which made Zhang Qiling wonder if he had been bewitched by some strange magic.

Just as Zhang Qiling was thinking, footsteps were heard from upstairs, da...da...da...

Zhang Qiling looked in the direction of the voice and saw a pair of delicate feet, and further up were slender legs. Perhaps because the room was dark, the two legs looked glowing white.

Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and saw Ji Huaichuan, the man who had gotten into trouble as mentioned in Wuxie's message. At this time, Ji Huaichuan was leaning on the handrail of the stairs, looking at Zhang Qiling with interest. His long hair was tied up, and he wore a cat ear headband and a maid outfit.

Zhang Qiling was surprised by Ji Huaichuan's outfit. It was the first time he saw Ji Huaichuan wearing this kind of clothes, but it looked unexpectedly good. Zhang Qiling suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"Mr. Zhang, welcome home~"

The ending tone was drawn out, clear and yet extremely ambiguous. Just when Zhang Qiling was distracted, Ji Huaichuan slowly walked to his side, put his hands on his shoulders, and whispered softly in his ear: "If Wuxie hadn't tricked you back, you would have probably forgotten that today is Valentine's Day. I've been waiting for you all day."

Zhang Qiling naturally put his arm around Ji Huaichuan's waist and said, "Sorry for the long wait."

A kiss fell gently, and it was unknown who started it first. Later, Ji Huaichuan wanted to pull away, but he was restrained tightly and could not move, so he had to continue to accept it.

After an unknown amount of time, the two separated, one with a slightly flushed cheek and the other panting. Ji Huaichuan's legs were a little weak, and he could only stand by holding on to the chair.

He wiped his red lips carelessly, as if trying to hide his guilt, raised his hand and pointed at the food on the table, hesitatingly saying, "Let's...eat first."

The meal was eaten in a hurry, and Ji Huaichuan only remembered that he didn't have time to clear the table.

Xiaochuan was particularly delicate tonight. After just a short while at the dining table, her eyes were red and filled with tears, which were about to fall and were so painful to watch.

So, Zhang Qiling carried him back to the bedroom, because the bed in the bedroom was softer than the dining table, and Zhang Qiling was afraid that Xiaochuan would feel pain.

There was no light on in the bedroom. Ji Huaichuan was carried directly into the bathroom by Zhang Qiling. A warm yellow light came on and mist gradually covered the glass. The two came out an hour later.

Ji Huaichuan hung on Zhang Qiling with his whole body limp. If Zhang Qiling hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down long ago.

The whiteness fell into the quilt, the heartbeat gradually became heavier, the fingertips gently brushed across, and a layer of light pink appeared on the fair cheek.

Ji Huaichuan's eyes were blurred and his mind was blank. He obediently let Zhang Qiling describe and absorb, and his mouth hummed soft sounds uncontrollably.

His breath made the air scorching hot, and Ji Huaichuan slowly fell into a sleep with the incessant noise in his ears, and did not wake up until noon the next day.

Ji Huaichuan wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes, but he felt sore and painful and had no strength. His body was also wet, but it was not sticky. He guessed that Zhang Qiling had helped him clean it.

Ji Huaichuan forced himself to sit up and lean against the head of the bed. The clothes he wore last night were scattered on the floor, and the cat-ear headband was still on his head. It must have been put on by Zhang Qiling later.

Ji Huaichuan rubbed his wrists gently. There were obvious red marks on the wrists of both hands. Ji Huaichuan secretly complained that Zhang Qiling was not a human being. Not long after getting up, Ji Huaichuan felt sleepy again. Without waiting for Zhang Qiling's meal, he rubbed the quilt and shrank back, intending to continue sleeping.

This Valentine's Day is so tiring!