Night fell like a giant black velvet blanket, gently covering the world, and a tranquil atmosphere quietly permeated the air.

In the room, the television emitted a warm light in the darkness.

Lu Fan, An Lan, and Ling Yue sat together, their eyes glued to the television screen, completely absorbed in the thrilling and exciting plot of "Bright Sword".

Li Yunlong's heroic shouts and the smoke-filled battlefield deeply attracted them, as if they were transported to that era of war.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Yue stretched and stood up.

He looked tired, but his eyes were full of concern, just like a worried patriarch. He said to Lu Fan and An Lan, "It's getting late. You two should get some rest. Don't stay up too late. Staying up late is bad for your health."

After saying that, he yawned softly and slowly walked back to his room.

As soon as Ling Yue left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle.

Lu Fan felt uneasy all over, as if countless tiny ants were gently crawling on his skin, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

He stole a glance at An Lan and found her sitting there quietly, but her silence made him even more uneasy.

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, An Lan stood up abruptly and said crisply to Lu Fan, "Go to sleep!"

His tone was firm and unquestionable, as if it carried an invisible force.

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the room with light but somewhat hurried steps.

Lu Fan seemed to be frozen in place, standing there for a long while before he snapped out of his daze.

He hurriedly turned off the TV, his frantic movements nearly knocking over the cup next to him.

He readily agreed, "Okay, okay, coming right away."

There was a hint of barely perceptible joy in his voice.

The monkey king, standing nearby, also keenly sensed the eerie atmosphere.

It nimbly jumped onto the table and picked up the small lantern that Lu Fan had made for it.

The flames inside emitted a dim, weak light, flickering in the darkness as if they might go out at any moment.

It squeaked at Lu Fan a few times, the sound seeming to tell Lu Fan to pray for good fortune, or perhaps to tease the strange atmosphere.

Then, the Monkey King, carrying the small lantern, dashed towards his lair with the speed of an arrow, disappearing into the darkness in no time.

Lu Fan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but his heart was still pounding like a drum.

He steeled himself and went into the room, only to find An Lan lying quietly on the bed, covered with a blanket, her back to him.

Her figure appeared exceptionally serene in the dim light, like a silent iceberg, exuding an aura that made her unapproachable.

Lu Fan carefully climbed onto the bed, each movement as gentle as if afraid of disturbing something.

He felt like a child who had made a mistake, too afraid to even breathe.

He racked his brains, trying to find something to break the awkward silence. After hesitating for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a dry explanation: "I... I'm just curious, I want to see if I can make that thing, that's all."

The sound was so soft it was almost inaudible.

An Lan listened, but acted as if she hadn't heard anything, remaining silent.

The room was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing softly, but Lu Fan's heart was pounding harder and harder, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.

Helpless, Lu Fan could only lie down, his body stiff and rigid, like a piece of rigid wood.

His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

He was filled with remorse, constantly reflecting on his actions and secretly blaming himself for his impulsiveness.

An Lan, who had her back to him, was furious after hearing his insincere explanation.

She thought to herself, "This guy is all talk and no action. He only knows how to do things that are both infuriating and hilarious."

The more An Lan thought about it, the angrier she became. Suddenly, she rolled over so quickly that Lu Fan had no time to react.

She grabbed Lu Fan, and Lu Fan only felt a blur before his eyes before he was pulled over.

Then An Lan knelt down on the bed.

Lu Fan looked at An Lan with a blank expression, his eyes filled with doubt and fear.

Before he could even react, An Lan gritted her teeth and said, "Let your fiancée go to hell!"

Lu Fan was completely dumbfounded. His eyes widened like saucers, and his mouth was agape, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His mind went blank; he had absolutely no idea how to deal with this unexpected situation.

Seeing Lu Fan's dumbfounded look, An Lan's anger dissipated considerably, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She grinned mischievously, a sly glint in her eyes, and said, "Weren't you supposed to be very brave? Why are you chickening out now?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan's eyes widened even more, his face filled with shock.

No, what's going on? Is this correct?

"If you dare to make a sound and Brother Ling hears you, you're dead!"

Although the voice wasn't loud, it carried a strong sense of threat.

After saying that, he ignored Lu Fan's terrified expression.

Her eyes shone with a different kind of light as she slowly approached; Lu Fan could even hear her breathing.

The temperature in the room seemed to rise suddenly at that moment, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

In this warm and enchanting atmosphere, all words seemed superfluous; only their rapid breathing and two fast-beating hearts remained, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them…

Live broadcast room.

"Six, screen goes black again."

"No, do you really think I can't afford a membership? Show me."

"Haha, judging from this situation, I already know what they're doing."

"Do you think they'll trigger a rebate if they have a baby? Ten million for a baby."

"Wouldn't that solve the problem of an aging population? Ten million people isn't a small number."

"Both Lu Fan and An Lan have good genes, so their child will definitely be cute. I'll just adopt one so I can be a mom without any pain."