"It tickles..."

Jiang Qingli’s body trembled in the bright morning light.

The young man leaning over her stopped, his gaze so intense it felt like a touch as it slowly swept over every inch of her pale skin.

’Why isn’t he saying anything...’

Jiang Qingli grew a little anxious, but she didn’t dare to look at him.

For some reason, she could relax and enjoy herself when she was intimate with Ye Linyuan. But with Baili Jing, she felt this intense, strange sensation.

Her heart pounded and her face was scorching hot. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Baili Jing’s face.

It gave her a bizarre sense of... an acquaintance suddenly turning into her husband and trying with all his might to seduce her.

As if sensing her unease, Baili Jing cupped the crook of her knee with one hand and called to her softly, "Baby, look at me."

Her gaze followed the sound of his voice, and she was met with a stunning sight.

The same flawless face from the silver screen was now pressed against her leg, his breath so hot it sent a shiver through her.

Jiang Qingli wanted to look away.

But those long, narrow eyes seemed to exist solely to draw her in, the slightly upturned corners holding a faint, bewitching smile that captured her soul.

Just as Jiang Qingli felt she couldn’t hold on any longer, he let out a soft chuckle. "I’m going to start now."

Jiang Qingli visibly stiffened.

But she didn’t look away.

Baili Jing’s heart pounded harder and faster.

He had debuted at eighteen and spent seven years in the entertainment industry. He was long accustomed to a life surrounded by cameras, long accustomed to being scrutinized, criticized, and admired...

He had become a natural at handling every kind of stare.

But what no one knew was that he had never learned how to handle Jiang Qingli’s gaze.

Every time she looked at him, Baili Jing would be at a loss.

And this time was no different.

Baili Jing’s Adam’s apple bobbed. As he breathed, the air filled with her sweet scent, scorching his reason and electrifying his nerves.

A powerful thirst rose in his throat. He wanted to devour every inch of the girl’s flesh and blood, to merge with her forever, never to be separated again.

A moment later, under Jiang Qingli’s gaze, Baili Jing parted his lips and leaned in to kiss her...

...

Jiang Qingli stared at the ceiling, her eyes unfocused.

The intense vertigo she had just experienced left her body limp. It even felt as if the ceiling was shaking, as if the light fixture was swaying, ready to fall on top of her at any moment.

The heat in her face had yet to subside. Jiang Qingli was just about to touch her forehead when a pair of strong arms scooped her up.

Baili Jing placed her on his lap, gently pressing a glass to her lips. His hoarse, gentle voice sounded from above her head. "Drink some water and soothe your throat."

He paused for a few seconds, then chuckled. "Want me to feed you?"

It would have been fine if he’d stayed quiet. The moment he spoke, Jiang Qingli’s mind was flooded with the torrent of words he’d uttered earlier.

People probably wouldn’t believe her if she told them, but Baili Jing was extremely talkative. And especially... indecent.

Even though they hadn’t gone all the way, Jiang Qingli felt as though centuries had passed.

’This man is terrifying.’

The girl took the glass with trembling fingers and drank slowly.

She didn’t say a word, but Baili Jing could tell she was trying to stall for time.

’Was I too rough just now?’

Baili Jing reflected for a moment.

In truth, he had been trying hard to restrain himself.

But he couldn’t help it. His Xiao Qing Mei was just too adorable. Her little whimpers were impossibly soft, and when she got excited, her skin would flush pink. She was fatally sweet.

It took almost all of his self-control to restrain his greed for more.

After a moment’s thought, Baili Jing asked softly, "Were you satisfied?"

Jiang Qingli’s head snapped up to look at him.

Her eyes met his glistening thin lips, and she immediately ducked her head again, gulping her water even more frantically.

But Baili Jing clearly saw his Xiao Qing Mei’s ears, which had just regained their fair complexion, growing redder by the second.

’So cute.’

Baili Jing felt that thirst again.

A knock sounded at the door.

Yi Nuo’s voice came from outside. "Miss, you have a class at one o’clock this afternoon. Will you be getting up for breakfast now, or would you prefer to have lunch later?"

He paused, his voice deepening slightly. "Or, do you need me to request a leave of absence for you?"

Only then did Jiang Qingli remember to check the time.

She grabbed Baili Jing’s wrist and flipped it over, only to realize it was already nearly ten o’clock.

’Heavens!’

’Had she and Baili Jing really just wasted the entire morning in the bedroom?!’

’This is unbelievable!’

Feeling her face grow even hotter, Jiang Qingli pressed the communication button with one hand. "That’s all right, I’ll come eat now..."

After she spoke, Yi Nuo didn’t reply immediately.

Baili Jing said, "I had the room soundproofed."

As he spoke, he picked up Jiang Qingli, tapped the wall, and a pale blue point of light slid across the room.

Baili Jing walked to the door and spoke to Yi Nuo through it. "Go ahead and prepare breakfast. She needs to eat something."

Yi Nuo ignored Baili Jing and asked his master in a calm voice, "Miss, what would you like to eat? I will go and prepare it."

Jiang Qingli thought for a moment. "Just get some fruit or something. I’ll eat more at lunch."

"Of course," Yi Nuo said.

He didn’t leave right away, but remained standing at the door.

His gray wolf genes gave the butler exceptional hearing. Even though the door was well soundproofed, he could still clearly hear the couple’s conversation inside.

"I’m going to change, don’t follow me," the girl’s voice held a playful pout.

"Alright," Baili Jing answered gently. "Call me if you need anything."

A few seconds later, footsteps approached the door.

The door opened from the inside.

Baili Jing’s eyes curved into a smile as he looked at the Gray Wolf Butler at the door. "This is the first time, and I hope it’s the last."

"I imagine Jiang Youchen didn’t send you here to eavesdrop on your masters’ conversations, did he?"

His voice was gentle, but his words carried a soft sting.

Yi Nuo met Baili Jing’s gaze without flinching.

He simply stated in a calm tone, "Mr. Baili, my only master is the young miss, and I am loyal only to her."

With that, he turned and left.

Baili Jing raised an eyebrow.

The girl’s voice came from behind him. "What were you talking to Yi Nuo about at the door?"

He turned, a smile on his face. "Nothing important. I just told him that I want to have the same breakfast as Xiao Li."

Jiang Qingli had changed into a long dress.

Pollution was severe and the climate chaotic these days, but Central City had always used technology to maintain a standard four-season cycle.

It was now approaching summer, and the weather was getting warmer.

Jiang Qingli hadn’t actually wanted to wear a long dress; she’d wanted to wear the outfit she bought with Lin Xiyue.

But when she had looked in the mirror, she discovered red marks on her waist, legs, and even her ankles. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

’This Baili Jing... even a mosquito doesn’t bite this much...’

Resigned, she had no choice but to change into a modest, conservative long dress.

Baili Jing was not stingy with his praise, complimenting how beautiful she looked and even braiding her hair for her.

Jiang Qingli nodded in satisfaction.

After a moment, Jiang Qingli bit her lip and pointed to Baili Jing’s waist. "Um... should I help you?"

Baili Jing glanced down, then smiled and placed a kiss on her lips. "Let’s skip it for today."

’Is he always this accommodating?’

Before Jiang Qingli could feel touched, she heard him add, "Baby, there isn’t enough time."

Jiang Qingli: "..."

"Oh, aren’t you something," Jiang Qingli said, glaring at him with a red face. She felt she had asked a completely unnecessary question and went straight to do her makeup.

While putting on her makeup, she tested a lipstick shade on her hand. After she was done, she wanted to wash it off.

She walked into the bathroom, only to see Baili Jing squatting in front of a pink washbasin, scrubbing something.

When she saw what he was holding, her eyes widened in shock. "What—what are you doing?!"

Baili Jing paused, looking slightly taken aback, but his tone was casual. "Xiao Li, I’m washing clothes."

"But—but we have a washing machine... Why are you washing my..."

Jiang Qingli stared at the lingerie in his hands, her face turning beet red.

In the Interstellar Era, washing clothes wasn’t this complicated. She always just put them in the washing machine, and Yi Nuo had told her a robot would sort them and put them away in the closet.

’Why on earth is *he* washing it?!’

"Before I came here, the Family Head repeatedly instructed me that I must serve the female master well." Baili Jing bit his lip, looking somewhat at a loss as he stared down at his soapy hands. "Hand-washing clothes is something I should be doing for the female master..."

"Besides..." He lowered his eyes, looking a bit embarrassed. "They only need washing because of me..."

Jiang Qingli: "..."

Jiang Qingli opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say. She could only feel her face growing hotter and hotter.

Finally, she could only stammer, "Um, in the future... you don’t have to do that. Just finish up and come down for breakfast..."

Forgetting that she had come to wash her hands, she turned and walked away.

She had only taken two steps when she came face to face with a pair of golden, slitted pupils.

Ye Linyuan was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed. His deep, magnetic voice was cold and dangerous—

"It seems you had a good time last night."

"No wonder you couldn’t even be bothered to reply to my messages."