A wet and sticky sensation in her hand, Gu Xiyan's palm curled up, her ears burning red.

  Blocking out the comfortable humming of the man beside her, Gu Xiyan got up and rushed into the bathroom without putting on her shoes.

  The water flowing from the faucet was icy cold, and after rinsing her hands clean, Gu Xiyan turned on a little hot water to warm them up. When she returned to bed, the man had already used tissues to take care of his lower body and the quilt.

  With her back to the man, Gu Xiyan couldn't sleep. Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts when suddenly, the man wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her into his embrace.

  Her body was not wearing any clothes, and in a state of not being sleepy, she suddenly remembered that just now was the first time she used her hand to comfort the man beside her pillow, Gu Xiyan barely had a few touches of heart-pounding excitement.

  It seemed like there was something stuck in her throat, Gu Xiyan fell silent for a moment, and she didn't even know what she wanted to say.

  "Unfortunately, I met Wei Zhe this afternoon." The man didn't like Gu Xiyan's posture with her back to him, so he turned her towards himself and immediately spoke up.

  "Mm." was all that came out of Gu Xiyan's throat.

  "It's a pity he cares about you." Shang Qi's tone was calm and flat, without any resentment or displeasure.

  "Did he tell you that I like stargazing? Did he tell you that we went to the amusement park on a cold winter day?" Gu Xiyan closed her eyes, her voice not loud but with a hint of resentment. She inexplicably felt annoyed by this topic, and hearing these words from his mouth made her feel as if she had been caught in the act.

  "Pity, do you like stargazing and going to amusement parks?" Shang Qi Kai held one of Gu Xi Yan's delicate hands in the quilt and kissed it lightly, his tone low and teasing.

  "I'm going to sleep." Gu Xiyan slipped out of Shang Yi's hand as slippery as a loach, and immediately afterwards, her body burrowed into the quilt, making it clear that she didn't want to talk anymore.

  Shang Yiqi, however, was a hook that pulled Gu Xiyan back and placed her in front of himself again, gently pressing Gu Xiyan's small head against his chest, Shang Yiqi no longer letting her avoid him.

  "It's a pity, if you like it, I'll accompany you next time, and also Yan'er, we're family." Shang Qi's left hand stroked down Gu Xiyan's soft and smooth long hair, all the way to the end of that beautiful hair, and then his hand stopped at Gu Xiyan's waist.

  As soon as she heard Shang Yu's solemn words, Gu Xiyan's heart was suddenly struck by a warm and gentle current, every inch of her heart was warm, hot, and tender. His meaning was that as long as she liked it, no matter whether these things had anything to do with Wei Zhe or not, he was willing to accompany her together?

  "Qǐ, xièxiè nǐ." Gu Xiyuan suddenly got up and bit the man's shoulder with her two rows of teeth.

  She bit down hard, so hard that she felt her own teeth ache and go numb. It wasn't until the faint metallic taste of blood flooded into her mouth that she released her grip, as if she had done something wrong.

  A faint breath of fresh blood remained on the tip of her tongue, and the man took a completely tolerant attitude towards her actions. Gu Xiyan was stunned for a while, then suddenly woke up with a start. She bent down, stretched out her soft little tongue and lightly licked the wound on the man's shoulder.

  She was focused, and one by one, she licked off the bloodstains on the man's shoulder. Finally, a broken low tone flashed between her lips: "Sorry, I was wrong."

  "What's wrong?" Shang Xi didn't feel much pain on his shoulder, and he even had the mood to joke with her.

  Gu Xiyan was stunned again, what...was wrong with her?

  "Silly girl, come closer." Shang Yi gestured for Gu Xiyan to lean against his arm.

  Gu Xiyan was wondering where she had gone wrong when Shang Qi called out to her. She obediently snuggled up close to him.

  "I was wrong." The two noses touched, and Gu Xiyan repeated a sentence.

  "What's wrong?" asked Shang Xi.

  Gu Xiyan couldn't answer.

  "You're not wrong." Shang Qi asked: "Alas, should I think that you branding me with this mark is a declaration of sovereignty?"

  "No, I didn't mean to." Gu Xiyan immediately denied. But if it wasn't intentional, then what was it? She had just expressed her gratitude and yet left a wound for him, how unreasonable!

  "Yanyan, you're doing it on purpose, aren't you? Little dog! Samoyed dog, hello!"

  "I'll give you a seal of approval, Zhe. From now on, you must never like anyone else, or... or I and Doggy will both reject you."

  Her hand trembled, her heart shrank, Gu Xiyan closed her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

  She still remembers that one time he took her out to play on the street, they met a young man with two cute Samoyed dogs, and from then on she fell in love with the breed. Later, she told him that after getting married, she wanted to buy a Samoyed dog to raise, but he didn't really like animals. However, he agreed to her request. At that time, after thanking him, she bit his hand hard and said childishly that she wanted to leave a permanent mark on him.

  Later, she deeply realized that no matter how painful and deep the scars were, even if they were branded in her heart, they would slowly scab over with the passage of time. Not to mention just a small physical wound.

  But now, history is amazingly similar again. No, it's still different, he and him...

  "Unfortunately, you cried." The man's arm happened to catch a teardrop that had rolled down Gu Xiyan's cheek.

  "Hmm, sleepy." The bedroom was pitch black, no one could see anyone else. Gu Xiyan winked to herself, confident that she could get away with it.

  "To be honest." The man was not deceived, and he quickly turned over and pressed her down. He grasped her chin with one hand.

  "She thought of some old things, and for a moment she had some feelings, but nothing more." She shouldn't have underestimated this man; her little trick wouldn't work on him, it was like trying to deceive a master with a novice's skill.

  "It's a pity, you promised to look forward, people can't always live in the past." Shang Qi's fingers tightened into a fist without holding onto Gu Xiyan's hand. A storm was brewing inside him, but his tone remained gentle and harmless.

  "Alright, I will." Gu Xiyan's chin was pinched tightly, and she shook her head slightly, indicating that she was uncomfortable.

  Shang Yiqi sensed her discomfort and paused for a moment before also moving his hand away.

  "Unfortunately, I told Wei Zhe that we would soon have a child of our own." Shang Qi didn't mean to say this, but he couldn't help blurting it out. What's... wrong with him?

  "Hmm, why say that?" Gu Xiyan heard the topic of 'children' again, and her mood had calmed down at this moment.

  "Unfortunately, we are going to spend our whole lives together, don't you want a baby? You can feel every little footprint of him growing inside your body. When the baby is almost four months old, you can feel his movements. He's born, and you can hold him, hug him, and feed him milk. As he grows up, he'll call you 'mommy', just like Yan'er...". Shang Yueqi spoke endlessly about the joys of having a child, and as he spoke, he too felt that a small life was precious and extraordinary.

  "Gui Xiyan couldn't help but be moved by such a negotiation: 'Qi, do you really want a child?'"

  She asked aloud, but she wasn't without hesitation. After so many years of marriage, she had never had the idea of wanting to have a baby. The people she once wanted to raise children with were now long gone. And the person who wore her husband's sign was also someone she didn't love but didn't want to hurt either. However, there was one thing he said that was right - we are going to spend our whole lives together!

  "Alas, I won't force you, don't be swayed by my opinion, make your own decision, okay?" Just then, the anxious heart suddenly relaxed, Shang Xi lay down well, holding Gu Xiyan, he fell into a dreamland. Rarely, he still had a faint smile on his lips in his sleep, although it was just so faint, subtle, a hint.