The car sped along the road.

Rain pattered down, water droplets flowing down the car windows.

“Drip.”

This sound also seemed to fall on Shi Sui’s heart, instantly blooming ripples like waves.

It had been a while, and Yan Tingli was almost driving to his house, yet Shi Sui still hadn’t recovered from that light, dizzy state of floating among the clouds.

She secretly glanced at him from the corner of her eye, then turned back, thinking she was acting composed.

Shi Sui had once imagined the scene of successfully taming Yan Tingli.

She thought she would feel proud, excited, and relaxed.

But when Yan Tingli truly gave up all his bargaining chips, went against his instincts, and exposed his vulnerable neck to her, offering up his heart—

In that moment, Shi Sui’s heart beat faster than anyone’s, her blood surging and churning from the boiling emotions.

She even clearly felt her “love-brain” condition worsening.

To the point where she lowered her standards to—even if Yan Tingli couldn’t learn, continuing to be such a “poor student of love,” it wasn’t such a big deal.

Everyone has their little quirks. As long as he didn’t break laws or have episodes like before, let him be difficult if he wanted to be.

She could endure what she could endure.

As soon as this thought arose, Shi Sui was startled.

What about her principles? Her morals?

She forced herself to be serious, responding solemnly: “Alright, I’ll teach you.”

After speaking, Yan Tingli, nestled in her neck, slightly raised his head, lifting one eye to look at her.

It was a silent, stubborn waiting.

Shi Sui knew which words he was waiting for.

Her pupils slowly moved, deliberately not saying them.

She wanted to test his reaction.

Sure enough, after waiting a few seconds, Yan Tingli’s eyes narrowed, beginning to show displeasure.

His breath also rose, falling in wisps on her earlobe.

As if he wanted to break and bite her.

But after a brief pause, he drooped down sullenly.

Instead, he bumped her chin with his head, irritably urging her.

This series of aggrieved little actions made Shi Sui want to laugh, but he hold it back.

Now he was consciously restraining his claws and fangs, performing commendably and deserving encouragement—she couldn’t laugh.

She wrapped her arms around Yan Tingli’s back.

Finally whispering gently in his ear the rest of the words: “Mm, for a lifetime.”

Yan Tingli’s eyes looking at her instantly brightened, which he deliberately concealed by lowering his eyelids. But he couldn’t hide the upturn of his lips, a satisfied expression of getting his candy.

Then he said: “Swear an oath.”

“…?”

Yan Tingli repeated: “You swear an oath.”

“This time I’ll believe it.”

“…….”

So, all your previous beliefs were fake?

Shi Sui was silent for a while, still willing to indulge him once: “What do you want me to swear by?”

The conventional oath methods she could think of involved cursing herself as stakes, so Shi Sui said seriously: “If I deceive you again this time, I’ll forever be unlucky—”

Her mouth was covered in displeasure.

Yan Tingli pressed down his eyelids: “Not that kind.”

Shi Sui indulged him: “Then you say it, I’ll repeat after you.”

Yan Tingli: “If I deceive you again and leave you.”

Shi Sui repeated after him.

“You’ll be alone for life, dying a bad death.”

“You’ll…”

Wait.

Halfway through, Shi Sui’s pupils dilated in confusion.

Who exactly was the subject?

But Yan Tingli insisted: “Continue, say it as I do.”

Shi Sui: “Who exactly am I swearing by?”

“Me.”

Shi Sui was shocked: “Why would I swear by you?”

Yan Tingli’s gaze stuck to her, his dark eyes filled with stubbornness.

After a long time, he slowly said, “I want to prove you love me.”

If you love me, you won’t bear to leave me.

When you’re willing to withdraw, it means you no longer love me.

The oath proves that I will be alone for life, dying a bad death.

The entire thought process was complex and twisted.

Shi Sui’s mind went through a big circle before she could barely understand some of it.

“I don’t want to…”

“Be good.”

Yan Tingli looked at her gently, saying softly, “Continue.”

“I want to hear it.”

Shi Sui couldn’t say such a strange oath, much less curse him.

Until Yan Tingli, with an eerie smile, tilted his head and asked: “You’re still not certain, right?”

Shi Sui sighed: “Of course not.”

“Then why don’t you dare say it?”

Shi Sui forced out a sentence: “…I don’t want to curse you.”

“As long as you never leave me, how could it be a curse?” He smiled, “It’s a blessing.”

This was almost an unsolvable paradox.

Shi Sui was nearly dizzy from being twisted around.

Until she was coaxed word by word by Yan Tingli into laboriously saying the complete sentence.

Yan Tingli’s eyes flashed with an unprecedented burning bright light.

His chest heaving, he lowered his head to kiss her.

His breath was scalding, his exposed skin also flushed pink as he kissed her over and over.

Blazing.

Devout.

“Suisui, I’m very happy now.”

Shi Sui looked at him with hazy eyes.

Yan Tingli looked at her seriously, saying, “So happy that I want to dig out my heart for you.”

Shi Sui was silent for a moment.

Though somewhat unromantic, she still spoke honestly: “…What nonsense are you talking about?”

He pondered: “Sweet talk.”

“……”

Thanks to Yan Tingli’s influence, under his day and night cultivation, Shi Sui could now accept such “sweet talk” quite well.

She closed her eyes, her hand gently stroking his neck once.

This counted as a response.

Shi Sui thought she appeared composed.

In reality, during the following journey as Yan Tingli drove, her chest was hot and burning, occasionally tingling as if tickled by feathers.

She was trying hard to adapt to this unfamiliar feeling until Shi Sui suddenly remembered Yan Tingli’s innocent yet apt descriptive word.

—”It’s very full here.”

Unable to help herself, she secretly smiled, her lips curving up.

Lost in reverie, the car drove into the residential area.

This was Shi Sui’s first time visiting Yan Tingli’s lakeside luxury apartment in the top-tier wealthy district.

From the exterior, it was unsurprisingly high-end, exuding a low-key luxurious atmosphere.

Shi Sui often felt Yan Tingli’s life was very divided.

Though his food, clothing, housing, and transportation were above ninety-nine percent of people, he had entangled with her, an ordinary person who would disappear in a crowd, for so many years.

Even insisted on following behind her, enduring unnecessary hardships.

This feeling reached its peak when Shi Sui followed Yan Tingli through layers of security verification, finally entering his home and seeing with her own eyes the horizontal glass screen occupying the entire living room.

True luxury always provided enormous visual impact without needing explanation.

Due to the rainy day, the mist was hazy, high-rise buildings seemed hidden in clouds, and blue LED lights pierced through the cloud layers.

Technology merged with fantasy, like stepping into a cyberpunk world.

Shi Sui’s daze was interrupted by a soft touch on her calf.

She suddenly looked down.

She saw Ping’an with its tail raised, head lowered, gently sniffing her calf.

Ping’an was opening its mouth, analyzing scents.

Sniffing once, looking up once.

As if uncertain, it sniffed again.

Shi Sui looked at it, her eyes gradually reddening.

She crouched down, her hand hesitating above its head, asking hoarsely: “Ping’an, do you still remember me?”

Behind her, Yan Tingli also leaned over with an interested gaze from her shoulder.

At this moment, Ping’an’s eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, the fur on its back bristling in strands.

Its tail suddenly swished, then it began biting Shi Sui’s pant leg.

Then it walked toward the door, meowing several times.

Shi Sui looked at it uncomprehendingly.

Ping’an turned back, anxiously repeating the action.

Meowing at her nonstop.

After several rounds, Shi Sui finally slowly understood something.

Turning sideways, she asked Yan Tingli with a sour heart: “Does Ping’an… not welcome me and want me to leave?”

Somehow, Yan Tingli’s expression also looked very unpleasant.

He was looking down with lowered brows, staring at Ping’an coldly.

Man and cat faced off.

Ping’an arched its back, ears also flattened.

Looking somewhat trembling.

Shi Sui couldn’t bear to watch and quickly pulled Yan Tingli: “It’s okay, don’t scare it.”

“It probably just doesn’t remember me, it’s fine.”

Yan Tingli finally slowly withdrew his gaze, showing her a smile: “Mm, this cat has been spoiled rotten.”

Ping’an: “Meow meow meow!”

He ignored it, putting his arm around Shi Sui’s shoulder, leading her to the living room: “Don’t pay attention to it.”

Shi Sui lowered her head dejectedly, saying glumly: “I can only get to know Ping’an better in the future.”

Some word triggered Yan Tingli.

He held her tightly, kissing her forehead gently, unusually tender: “There’s still a long time, take it slowly.”

Ping’an came around to bite Shi Sui’s pant leg with its teeth: “Meow meow meow!”

Yan Tingli looked down with a half-smile.

Suddenly saying: “It’s not very well-behaved today.” Speaking, he picked up Ping’an by the scruff, smiling at Shi Sui: “I’ll let it go to its room to adapt.”

Shi Sui knew cats could have stress reactions when strangers came home.

Though disappointed, she still nodded: “I’ll look at the scenery outside the window.”

Ping’an had its oversized room.

Expensive cat trees, cat toys, and various styles of beds filled the entire space. It could be said that noble cat princesses lived no better.

“Bang.”

The door closed.

Yan Tingli looked at it expressionlessly.

Ping’an silently looked away.

“Getting feisty, huh?”

Hmph.

“Your mother loves me and came here willingly. Do you hear?”

Ping’an flicked its tail.

Completely disdainful body language.

Yan Tingli smiled coldly, saying flatly: “Your cat food for a week is gone.”

“Only cat kibble to eat.”

“……”

After speaking, Yan Tingli released its scruff: “Face the wall and reflect on your mistakes.”

A few minutes later, Shi Sui was still admiring the scenery outside when she was embraced from behind by Yan Tingli.

He looked extremely happy, his touch on her skin and even his breath were scalding.

An unmistakable sexual invitation.

Shi Sui directly ignored it.

She still hadn’t emerged from the melancholy of seeing old things, sighing softly: “You’ve raised Ping’an very well.”

Ping’an wasn’t an expensive breed of cat, its pattern was also the most common short-haired calico.

Even far less beautiful than the long-haired Xiao Yuan.

But it didn’t have a bloated cheek-fattened face or overweight body pandering to human aesthetics.

Well-proportioned body, shiny fur, eyes without a trace of tear stains—meticulous care.

Yan Tingli was silent for a while.

Suddenly saying, “But I couldn’t raise your plants well.”

“After you left, they all died.”

He was just stating facts plainly.

But his voice dropped like willow catkins falling to the ground, making Shi Sui feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Shi Sui lowered her head to hold his hand: “Then shall I teach you to grow them?”

Yan Tingli: “No good.”

Shi Sui turned to look at him: “Why?”

“They won’t die if you’re here.”

“I won’t learn.”

Shi Sui slowly turned her gaze back, humming glumly in agreement.

The room became quiet, and a tacit, ambiguous atmosphere also rose.

Yan Tingli’s breath approached, naturally taking her lips.

When he kissed gently, he could indeed bewitch hearts.

His tongue tip was like a small swimming fish, touching along her mouth walls.

Both crisp and itchy.

In the gap, Yan Tingli asked her: “Do you like it here?”

“I like it.” Shi Sui answered breathlessly.

“What do you like most?”

Shi Sui: “This glass window.”

Yan Tingli suddenly laughed once.

Shocking words: “Then let’s do it here tonight, hmm?”

This giant glass window was too clear.

So much so that even kissing here, Shi Sui felt as if being watched, her spine also slightly tensing.

Her breathing became chaotic: “No.”

“This is smart glass, which can control visibility.”

He hinted at her by saying half and hiding half, while sucking her earlobe, using a coaxing tone: “I can have 3.0 adjust the data so outsiders can’t see.”

Shi Sui’s ears burned from stimulation, turning her head away: “I don’t want to do it here.”

“But I’ve fantasized about it many times.”

“Every time I couldn’t come,” he said shamelessly, “thinking about this, I could barely—”

“Stop!” Shi Sui couldn’t stand it. “Shut up.”

“Suisui.”

“Suisui.”

He ignored her, calling her name several times in succession.

Using this sticky candy-like tone to beg for pleasure.

More annoying than direct force.

Shi Sui wanted to take back control, turning to look at him, saying calmly: “You want to do it here, it’s not impossible.”

Yan Tingli tilted his head, waiting for more.

His expression was extremely serious.

In this aspect, as long as he could achieve his goal, he was even more obedient than a dog.

Shi Sui looked down, pulling the tie inside his coat.

“You have to let me play with you first.”

“The kind where you can’t resist and listen to everything I say.”

Yan Tingli’s brow arched.

Almost instantly, the look in his eyes burned with lustful temperature.

A casual curve overflowed from his lips as he looked at her like a little white rabbit delivered to his mouth.

Yan Tingli was domineering, wicked, and always used to being in control.

He loved watching her become delirious from his ministrations, like drifting reeds that could only be at his mercy.

But since she was going to teach, Shi Sui had to let him equally experience this feeling of being dominated.

Moreover, rewards should be earned through one’s efforts.

If he wanted her to accompany his nonsense and satisfy his perverted preferences, he had to offer equivalent stakes.

Seeing Yan Tingli’s calm expression, an arrogant attitude of being indifferent to her “training,” Shi Sui immediately felt her competitive spirit ignited.

Angrily pulling his tie down: “What, you don’t dare try?”

Yan Tingli lowered his head, smiling as he said word by word in her ear: “I’ll accompany you to the end.”

“Then now, I want to tie your hands with the tie.” Shi Sui said.

Steam rose in the bathroom.

In the oversized bathtub over two meters, under Shi Sui’s command, Yan Tingli, wearing only a shirt, had his hands bound, leaning back in the tub.

His eyes were also covered by Shi Sui with another tie, tied in a dead knot.

Previously, he had also played blindfold games with her. Only, it was always preventing her from seeing. When vision was deprived, the sensation of being stretched and pounded was so obvious.

At this moment, Yan Tingli was soaked powerlessly in the water, his shirt and pants all wet, clinging to his body, revealing faint glimpses of chest muscles and V-lines.

The scene before her eyes could indeed be called a feast for the eyes.

It was also Yan Tingli’s unprecedented submissive posture, so pleasing to behold.

Shi Sui satisfyingly scanned over and over with her gaze.

Similar to how he used to leisurely observe her disheveled state.

“What, don’t dare come over?”

Yan Tingli was suddenly provoked.

He curved his lips, still maintaining that leisurely posture, even spreading his legs, unabashedly facing her.

Shi Sui darkened her face, stepping barefoot onto him.

Through the fabric, she pressed down hard.

“Did I allow you to stand up?”

Yan Tingli tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple slowly moving as he swallowed.

Breathing in while laughing: “Suisui, the point.”

“Little Li likes it so much.”

Shi Sui withdrew her foot, angrily slapping him: “Really shameless.”

“Yes.” Yan Tingli couldn’t see, could only smell her scent, leaning toward her direction, finally catching the fragrance of her hair, he sighed: “So Suisui slap it a few more times.”

“Use some force.”

Shi Sui sat on his abs, gripping his chin, saying coldly: “Get lost.”

Yan Tingli raised a brow.

His lips turned down, seemingly somewhat regretful.

Shi Sui imitated his usual manner, her fingertips playfully grinding his lips.

Yan Tingli opened his lips naturally, smiling as he took her finger, his tongue licking.

Shi Sui shivered, instantly withdrawing her hand, her chest heaving heavily once.

It seemed all teasing methods had no destructive power against shameless people!

She huffily and unceremoniously opened his shirt.

Her fingers played with his chest muscles, tickling-like, casually flicking.

Watching Yan Tingli frown, his chest tremors also more obvious.

“Suisui, lick it.”

Shi Sui immediately lowered her voice: “I’m the one using you, do you have the right to make demands?”

Yan Tingli silently curved his lips.

“Then can you use my face?”

“Sit up, okay?”

“……”

Shi Sui stared at his smug lip curve.

Her unnamed fire burned more and more vigorously, gripping his chin: “How is that possible? That’s a reward. Why should I give it to you?”

Yan Tingli took her finger again: “Then how can Suisui reward me?”

Shi Sui looked at him with an inscrutable expression.

Suddenly smiling, she whispered in his ear: “I only reward my little dog.”

“Are you one?”

Hearing this, Yan Tingli raised his brow, his domineering aura also pressing down.

He said leisurely: “The little dog is you.”

“Suisui is my little dog.”

Shi Sui angrily squeezed hard. He instantly arched his waist, making a hoarse sound.

Shi Sui coldly repeated: “I only reward my little dog.”

“Are you one?”

Yan Tingli pressed his lips, ignoring her.

Just tilted his head up, rubbing against her.

Shi Sui slapped him, watching him gasp again: “I’m asking you.”

“Touch me.” Yan Tingli frowned, clearly in the lower position but still habitually carrying dominant meaning in his words, “Move your hand.”

“Only little dogs beg to be touched.” Shi Sui playfully flicked with her fingers, “Are you one?”

Steamed by the water vapor, Yan Tingli was so hot his skin had turned deep pink, he slightly opened his lips to breathe, water droplets and thin sweat on his skin—how bewitching could it be.

Shi Sui secretly clicked her tongue. Even having seen it countless times, she still couldn’t help being captivated by Yan Tingli’s beauty.

This person didn’t rely on his brain—with this face, he could do anything casually and wouldn’t live poorly.

He seemed finally unable to endure.

His throat hoarsely overflowing: “Then does Suisui love little dogs?”

Shi Sui was stunned, involuntarily saying: “Of course I love them.”

“Love them most?”

“Mm.”

This random conversation made Shi Sui suspect he was cunningly changing the subject.

She couldn’t help but circle and squeeze: “So are you a little dog or not?”

Originally having no hope—after all, making Yan Tingli, someone who valued face more than life, bow his head was harder than journeying to the West for scriptures.

Who knew the next second.

“Yes.”

Shi Sui was shocked, thinking she misheard, asking again: “Whose?”

“Suisui’s.”

So obedient.

Simply like being possessed.

Shi Sui said uncertainly: “Then say it all together.”

“I am Suisui’s little dog.”

Shi Sui’s heart melted into softness, actively moving forward.

Cupping his face to kiss.

Immediately having dominance seized back, he fiercely, intensely invaded her mouth.

His legs also lifting, changing angles to rub against her.

Then making satisfied sighs.

He hadn’t forgotten, tilting his face up: “Suisui sit up, now.”

“Little dog wants to eat.”

“……”

Shi Sui couldn’t help but be shocked.

Even somewhat regretful.

Just moments ago he refused to admit it unto death, now he went with the flow calling himself that.

It seemed after this bottom line opened, Yan Tingli could be more shameless than before.

Water vapor steamed and spread.

Shi Sui gripped his hair, her entire vision becoming hazy.

When she was carried out of the bathroom, her whole body was soft.

But everything naturally wasn’t over yet.

It had barely begun.

Shi Sui looked at Yan Tingli’s half-smiling but more terrifying than ever expression.

Thinking if she also had cat ears, they might already be plastered to her scalp.

Outside the giant full-screen glass, the city night scene was brilliant and magnificent.

But suddenly, not knowing which button Yan Tingli pressed.

The transparent glass before her eyes gradually became a huge mirror under Shi Sui’s shocked gaze.

“I suddenly changed my mind,” along with Yan Tingli’s action of pressing her down from behind, he whispered pleasurably in her ear.

“Now I want Suisui to watch with her own eyes how the little dog bit by bit makes your belly…”

“Big.”