Yan Tingli was always enthusiastic about saying extremely inappropriate, obscene words at times like these.

Then he would satisfyingly observe her becoming flustered because of his words.

It wasn’t like this in the beginning.

Back then, Yan Tingli’s performance could even be considered pure.

Their first few times were all at the Yan family home, in his or her bedroom. Even when things got out of hand, it was in the sealed piano room.

Although during unconventional hours, Yan Tingli strictly forbade anyone from going upstairs. But there were still maids downstairs, so they couldn’t be completely unrestrained.

At that time, Yan Tingli actually didn’t know many techniques. He only knew to do it with focused intensity, then maximize skin contact with her to relieve some unfillable desire.

Except for always staring at her with eyes soaked in moist lust, observing all her subtle reactions.

He was almost like a silent reef.

But you could tell he was so excited each time that he was about to faint.

Because his body temperature was always scalding, his breathing was also trembling despite his best efforts to restrain it.

Yan Tingli had pale skin—with even slight heat or faster blood flow, he would be tinged with pink showing through from within.

Back then, Shi Sui felt he was like a volcano filled with accumulated magma.

Humming and trembling with vibrations, yet frustrated by not knowing how to express it.

Every time he reached the peak, his pupils almost lost focus. Not knowing what to do, he would forcibly suppress his throat’s gasps, biting her collarbone and restrainedly leaving teeth marks.

Continuously murmuring.

“Love it so much.”

“Love it so much.”

This feeling was like an unenlightened young beast using its not-yet-fully-grown teeth to tentatively bite and swallow her, but not getting the key points. This made Shi Sui physiologically somewhat uneasy, feeling the contrast between Yan Tingli’s inner and outer selves was quite large.

Clearly, on the outside, he was that kind of clean, cold, jade-like beautiful young man.

In these matters, would he lose control with such a heavy desire?

But thinking about adolescent restlessness, even she couldn’t avoid it.

The male physiological structure was different—Yan Tingli might feel even better.

With this speculation, Shi Sui didn’t hesitate much before agreeing to stay in his campus apartment on weekends when school started.

At the Yan family home, there were still Yan Zecheng and Song Jie, who occasionally returned home, and maids who cleaned daily and might discover traces.

They needed to restrain themselves.

But after coming to the apartment with him, Shi Sui might just look at him once more and be grabbed by the chin and pressed against the sofa or floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yan Tingli’s theoretical knowledge advanced by leaps and bounds, suddenly exploring many variations.

But what made him completely tear off his facade and reveal his beast’s fangs was when he suddenly had a whim one time, curiously licking her.

Then he happily discovered that this method could break her down faster than any other way, making her helpless like drifting reeds.

He completely ignored her crying and struggling, his hand pressing on her thigh.

Even the back of his hand trembled with excitement, veins bulging.

Swallowing in his throat.

Similar to when kissing, I eagerly consumed her saliva.

Then he would press against her, satisfiedly, his wet face rubbing against hers—he seemed to have finally found a way more clingy and intimate than exchanging saliva.

“Like a fountain.”

His expression was serious, indeed, just objectively describing.

Yet it made Shi Sui so ashamed she nearly fainted, closing her eyes and unconsciously shuddering again, releasing more.

At that moment, Yan Tingli acted like a child discovering a new continent.

“There’s more.”

He suddenly started sulking, saying unhappily, “All the previous times were wasted.”

“Should have all been fed to me.”

From then on, Yan Tingli learned all kinds of obscene words.

Moreover, his moral bottom line could support him being more and more shameless each time.

The blackout curtains blocked the bright light outside, keeping the room as dark as night.

Shi Sui opened her eyes.

Memories from last night that were too unbearable to recall immediately flashed frame by frame through her mind.

She had a small frame and was thin.

Yan Tingli could feel the outline through her belly.

Making her look in the mirror, he whispered: “Look, Little Li has reached here.”

She closed her eyes, refusing to look.

His hand pressed down hard on that spot.

At that instant, Shi Sui screamed.

Trickling.

Then she cried from shame.

Yan Tingli kissed her joyfully.

Seemingly gentle, comforting, but the satisfied breathing of a victorious beast.

“Baby is so good at squirting.”

It was the first time he called her baby.

This most common term of endearment between couples made Shi Sui want to scratch his face.

Yan Tingli was still asleep as usual, holding her, his breathing steadily brushing across her neck.

Shi Sui then took out her phone to check WeChat messages.

Yesterday, she had already prepared not to go home at night, telling her parents in the group chat in advance.

But of course, she couldn’t say she was coming to stay at Yan Tingli’s place.

She only told them she was going to a hot spring resort in the suburbs with Yan Tingli for vacation and might not return at night.

Shi Sui opened the family group chat.

Her parents didn’t ask anything, so she exited with relief.

Just as she was about to continue reading messages, Yan Tingli’s just-awakened voice came from beside her, clearly having peeked at her group messages: “Lying.”

“You were making love to me.”

“All night long.”

Shi Sui’s ears burned.

Unable to stand it, she elbowed him: “I can’t directly tell them about this.”

Yan Tingli scoffed: “Would we not do it if we went to a hot spring hotel?”

Shi Sui couldn’t argue with him and got annoyed: “It’s different anyway!”

“We’re not married yet, I can’t openly say I’m spending the night at your house.”

Yan Tingli’s closed eyes opened.

Immediately getting excited: “Then let’s get married.”

He could say this eight hundred times a day.

Shi Sui hummed twice dismissively, too lazy to respond.

Her finger continued scrolling down.

Suddenly, she saw that the four-person group with Xue Jing, Lin Anran, and Su Han, even the larger group formed with the neighboring dorm, all showed 99+ messages.

Shi Sui curiously clicked in. But there were too many messages, so she clicked directly to the first one.

It was a wedding invitation from Lin Anran.

For ceremony’s sake, she was asking for their addresses, preparing to mail the invitations.

During their last gathering when chatting, Lin Anran had mentioned that after starting work, she was introduced to her current boyfriend.

Very coincidentally, this boy was her high school crush.

Now, one a teacher and one a police officer, with similar family backgrounds and stable relationship, they were quickly reaching the point of discussing marriage.

When talking about this, the formerly playful and lively Lin Anran had rosy cheeks that couldn’t hide her shyness and happiness.

At that time, they all sent blessings.

They just hadn’t expected the wedding date to come so quickly—in just one month.

This message directly exploded in the group chat.

Lin Anran invited the three of them to be bridesmaids, even posting dress options in the group for selection.

Shi Sui quickly popped up to send blessings, chose a smoky pink off-shoulder dress, then prepared to go offline—somehow, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Very afraid of being seen by Yan Tingli and having him make a big deal about it again.

Almost the instant she had this thought, a piercing gaze came from behind.

Shi Sui put away her phone and turned around, just seeing Yan Tingli lift his eyelids and stare at her expressionlessly.

Though not speaking, the resentment within was already sky-high.

Shi Sui wanted to say something, but Yan Tingli had already pulled the blanket and turned away.

Leaving only a cold back of his head.

Knowing what he was unhappy about, Shi Sui wisely chose to coax, actively reaching out to hug him from behind.

“Brother Tingli, we’re still young.”

“I’m not small anywhere.”

Shi Sui angrily pinched him, ignoring this: “We’re not even twenty-four yet.”

Yan Tingli scoffed from his throat: “Your roommate is getting married at twenty-four.”

“Well, some people die at twenty-four, too.”

“……”

A dark cloud seemed to float above Yan Tingli’s head, releasing dark energy.

His chest heaved.

Suddenly, he sat up abruptly from the bed.

Standing beside the bed, his eyes looked down sharply at her from above.

Previously, Shi Sui might have feared such a look from him, but now she just blinked calmly.

She was certain he wouldn’t dare go crazy again.

They faced off for one second, two seconds.

Seeing that although Yan Tingli’s attitude wasn’t proper and he was still having a small tantrum at her, he at least knew to restrain his claws and fangs, Shi Sui came out from under the blanket and stood on the bed.

Hugging him from above, she softened her tone and coaxed: “Brother Tingli, I haven’t introduced you to my roommates yet.”

“If you’re free for this wedding, come with me.”

Shi Sui finally understood why Yan Tingli could always see through her lies at a glance.

Because from a top-down perspective, every micro-expression change on a face was so obvious. From when she started coaxing, Yan Tingli’s furrowed brows unconsciously relaxed, his entire expression slowly clearing from gloomy.

Just his mouth was still stubborn: “Who among them doesn’t know me.” His tone extremely arrogant.

Shi Sui pretended not to hear, continuing: “Just right to see someone else’s wedding this time.”

“Any good creative ideas, we can also absorb and use in our wedding.”

“What do you think, Brother Tingli?”

“……”

Shi Sui looked at his expression again.

That dark cloud seemed to suddenly drift away.

Yan Tingli lifted his eyelids.

Probably tired of her standing high up, he directly picked her up and put her on the ground.

Really couldn’t suffer any loss at all.

Shi Sui pouted.

Watching him casually press the remote to open the curtains.

As the room gradually brightened, he also walked leisurely toward the door, lazily dropping a sentence: “I should be free.”

“…?”

She hadn’t even said when it was, and he was already free?

Shi Sui struggled to suppress her rising lip corners.

She turned away before daring to smile.

After Yan Tingli went out, he released Ping’an from the room to let it get some air.

Ping’an, who had been locked up all night, immediately came out meowing resentfully at him.

You could tell it was cursing very badly.

Yan Tingli was in a good mood.

He bent down to pet it: “Wait, I’ll feed you cat food.”

Shi Sui rubbed her eyes, watching him take refrigerated cat food from the small fridge and heat it on the integrated stove.

She followed behind, curiously glancing at this mini fridge.

Her gaze swept over the orange cat head fridge magnet in the upper right corner.

She froze, her fingertip touching it.

Finally, Shi Sui remembered something, warmth suddenly surging to her eyes.

In university, when Shi Sui went shopping, she always liked collecting pretty little things in boutique stores.

Like fridge magnets, cups, or blind boxes.

These things weren’t expensive, but always made her feel a little happy.

Sometimes these little things were left in her bag or dropped in the apartment.

She herself couldn’t remember, but Yan Tingli had kept them until now.

Shi Sui suppressed the sourness in her nose, opening the small fridge.

Looking inside at the bottles and jars—all various canned foods, plus cat food made several days in advance, sealed and preserved in layers.

It seemed this fridge with the cat head magnet was exclusively Ping’an’s.

Probably seeing its granary being invaded, Ping’an walked over, tilting its head to examine her.

Shi Sui, with red-rimmed eyes, extended her hand toward it.

This time, Ping’an didn’t dodge, tentatively stepping forward to sniff her fingertips.

Shi Sui touched its head.

Seeing it no longer resisted, she boldly picked it up.

Burying her head in the fluffiness.

Taking a deep breath.

Until Yan Tingli placed the heated cat food on the ground.

Ping’an immediately pawed at Shi Sui, quite meaningfully conveying “don’t delay this cat’s meal time.”

Shi Sui laughed and cried at the same time, letting it go.

Looking up, she met eyes with Yan Tingli, who was staring blankly at her interaction with Ping’an.

His eyes held the temperature of melting spring water, even with a child-like pure innocence.

But after being discovered by her, it quickly faded, then he looked away.

Shi Sui found that she could now very vividly experience the “full and swollen chest” feeling Yan Tingli had described.

Making her want to, especially want to hug him more.

Thinking this, she acted on it. Shi Sui stepped forward, throwing herself into his embrace, arms wrapping tightly.

She closed her eyes.

Fragmented scenes suddenly flashed through her mind.

From the day he was shot, Yan Tingli looking at her with pale, broken eyes.

He said what he wanted was very simple.

Indeed too simple.

He just wanted a small home.

Something most people in this world possessed from birth, Yan Tingli had been stubbornly asking her for all these years.

“Brother Tingli.” Shi Sui suddenly called him softly.

She looked up, “I’ve changed my mind too.”

As if having a premonition, Yan Tingli’s fingers on her shoulder tightened, his gaze also immediately wrapping around her like vines.

“I’m willing to marry you.”

Yan Tingli’s dark pupils were stunned.

Though his expression didn’t fluctuate much, his fingers immediately gripped her wrist very tightly, as if ready to immediately take her to the civil affairs bureau.

“But you have to properly propose to me.” Shi Sui said the second half of her sentence.

Yan Tingli immediately: “Please marry me.”

“……”

“Not like that!” Shi Sui was exasperated, “It needs ceremony.”

“We didn’t have ceremony for our relationship, we can’t not have it for the proposal too, right?”

Yan Tingli’s brow moved slightly: “Ceremony?”

He had an absent expression of searching his brain like an AI, casually saying: “Flowers or rings? I’ll order them now.”

Shi Sui: “Not that kind either…”

“Then what kind?”

Shi Sui couldn’t say clearly what kind either.

But proposals seemed to be like that, essentially sending flowers and rings.

But Shi Sui didn’t want Yan Tingli to succeed so casually, making her seem too easy to talk to.

Shi Sui racked her brains for higher difficulty: “And kneeling on one knee.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Tingli bent his knee and lowered himself a bit. Shi Sui’s eyes widened as she grabbed him: “What are you doing!”

“Didn’t you want kneeling?” His tone was light.

“It’s not that simple anyway.”

“Then how?”

Feeling unable to communicate with him again, Shi Sui became irritated, poking his head: “Anyway you have to prepare carefully, I’ll only agree when I’m satisfied.”

Yan Tingli squinted, his expression becoming listless.

“So annoying.”

Shi Sui immediately glared over, her tone dangerous: “What did you say?”

Yan Tingli reluctantly retracted the little thorns coming out of him.

Just still unhappy with no way to vent.

“Stop eating.”

He suddenly expressionlessly took away Ping’an’s food bowl, “I said yesterday, you’re not allowed cat food this week.”

Ping’an: “Meow meow meow!?”

It cursed loudly.

You could tell it was even dirtier than before.

Shi Sui could only say six dots: “……”

Lin Anran’s wedding was in her hometown, Chongqing.

Shi Sui hadn’t told her about bringing Yan Tingli yet.

Because except for Su Han, no one in university knew about her relationship with Yan Tingli.

Even Xue Jing didn’t know.

If Gao Linhan had revealed anything to her, she would have already rushed over to question her.

They only knew now that she had a “psycho” ex-boyfriend, but didn’t know that person was Yan Tingli.

This had to be confessed in advance.

That evening, Shi Sui somewhat nervously made a group video call, even specifically having Su Han join to help explain.

After waiting a while, the small group video call was connected.

Looking at Lin Anran’s beaming face, Shi Sui sincerely sent her blessings.

The four chatted back and forth.

Xue Jing asked Lin Anran to show photos of her husband, so she shyly showed them wedding photos.

Xue Jing immediately scanned with sharp eyes: “Not bad, very proper, good physique too.”

Even Su Han, a top member of the appearance association, nodded: “Mm, worthy of you.”

Shi Sui also earnestly praised: “From his face, he seems like a very good person.”

Making Su Han glance at her meaningfully.

Shi Sui had question marks above her head.

After several seconds, she realized what Su Han meant to express.

Probably “you’re so bad at reading people, don’t talk about faces” kind of disdain.

Shi Sui: “……”

She looked back with “didn’t you also misjudge” eyes.

“What are you two making eyes at each other about,” Xue Jing noticed their little actions, saying sourly, “do you have some little secret between you?”

Su Han snorted: “Of course, I was the first to know.”

“Suisui has a boyfriend and wants to bring him to the wedding, asking if An’ran is okay with it.”

Lin Anran was stunned, then smiled: “Sure, of course that’s fine.”

“Boyfriend!” Xue Jing looked at her in shock, asking repeatedly, “You’re dating too? Then I’m the only single dog left, who is it? Do we know him?”

Substantial gazes also came from behind.

It was Yan Tingli who had been stubbornly listening since she started the video call.

Shi Sui nervously moistened her lips.

“I’ll explain slowly.”

Xue Jing saw her expression, the smile on her face fading, her tone becoming tense: “Suisui, you weren’t trapped by him again, were you?”

Shi Sui: “…Huh?”

“That perverted ex-boyfriend you told me about.” Xue Jing’s voice was also lowered, “He didn’t let you go, did he?”

Yan Tingli’s gaze became even more present.

Prickly, obviously unhappy again.

But what Xue Jing said wasn’t true? Why was he righteously unhappy? Shi Sui complained internally.

Just as she was about to nod honestly, her back was suddenly touched by distinct knuckles.

Yan Tingli leaned over behind her. In the video, his face appeared with a gentle smile.

“Hello everyone, long time no see,” his voice was slow, warm and pleasant, “I’m Suisui’s boyfriend, Yan Tingli.”

Xue Jing and Lin Anran’s eyes widened.

Only Su Han disdainfully looked away, muttering very quietly two words that Shi Sui caught the lip reading.

Seemed to be “fake.”

She silently nodded in agreement.

Yan Tingli continued using this tone to put on airs, first congratulating Lin Anran on her wedding, then asking about Xue Jing’s recent situation.

Even to Su Han, he showed a refined smile, saying: “You’re even more beautiful recently.”

Su Han: “……”

Xue Jing covered her mouth, still worried that Yan Tingli had heard what she said about Shi Sui’s ex-boyfriend and whether he would mind.

The next second, she heard Yan Tingli say naturally: “Don’t worry, with me here, no one can hurt Suisui.”

Shi Sui and Su Han’s lips both twitched coldly.

Both seeing “shameless” in each other’s eyes.

Xue Jing and Lin Anran immediately understood, both breathing sighs of relief.

Indeed, with Yan Tingli there, Shi Sui didn’t need to be afraid.

Xue Jing couldn’t help asking curiously: “So when did you two get together?”

Shi Sui was already too lazy to speak, propping her chin to watch him make things up.

“I liked her before.”

Yan Tingli showed just the right amount of loss, “But during those years she was abroad, I couldn’t find her.”

The words were ambiguous, easily misleading.

—Oh, previous crush, pursued after returning to the country, then got together.

It sounded so devoted, making Xue Jing and Lin Anran show starry eyes, sincerely sending blessings.

Shi Sui endured until the call ended.

After confirming the video hung up, she turned and hit his arm: “How do you have the nerve?”

Yan Tingli tilted his head: “Why shouldn’t I have the nerve?”

“Saying so many lies.”

Yan Tingli placed his hands on the table, surrounding her.

Innocently asking: “Which sentence did I lie about?”

Shi Sui immediately wanted to retort.

But going through it in her mind, she found that indeed not a single sentence was a lie.

He never said he wasn’t that “ex-boyfriend” from beginning to end.

He just misled them throughout, letting them complete the story following his logic.

After sorting through her thoughts, Shi Sui looked at him silently.

“But I don’t like it.”

Yan Tingli’s eyelashes moved slightly.

Shi Sui repeated coldly: “I don’t like you calculating me like this.”

Not only frustrating, but also making her feel scared.

The smile on Yan Tingli’s face disappeared, his lips also turning down.

The atmosphere immediately froze.

Shi Sui: “At the wedding that day, you go and tell them the truth.”

“Is it necessary?” Yan Tingli said coldly.

“Yes.” Shi Sui didn’t retreat at all.

“Why?”

“Because these are things that actually happened.” Shi Sui raised her chin, saying hoarsely, “Why should we cover them up?”

Yan Tingli’s eyelids pressed down.

His pressure was very low, obviously unhappy.

But unable to vent, he bumped her with his head: “I don’t want to say it.”

Shi Sui remained unmoved: “For things in the past, you still owe me an apology.”

She looked into Yan Tingli’s eyes.

“You should sincerely say sorry to me.”