The intensity of last night led to a surge in the sweetness between the two of them. Tang Qingxue unexpectedly discovered that she seemed to have unintentionally opened another of Yin Hun the Nineteenth's talents—acting coy. When he acted coy, she simply couldn't refuse. Beneath his seemingly arrogant and indifferent exterior, there lurked the innocence of a boy.
As a result, scenes like the following often occurred in their lives.
"Honey, can we do it again tonight..."
"No!! Didn't we just do it at noon?"
"Hon...ey! You're really beautiful, can't we just do it once more? If not, I'll just kiss and not do anything, or at least let me touch a little." The sweetness in his voice noticeably increased.
Tang Qingxue couldn't refuse, she could only sigh, "Alright then!"
