Ning Qiuxiu knew what was about to happen.

Her face instantly turned red.

Even though she had been prepared for this for a long time, the reality made her heart race, her blood pressure soar, and her whole body tremble slightly.

After someone made a statement, he politely asked, “Is it okay, Qiuxiu?”

Do I want to have you?

Ning Qiuxiu didn’t want to answer, but the person insisted politely, not moving forward as if he would wait for her response, no matter how long it took.

She knew that if she shook her head, Zhan Qingyue would respect her decision and let go, patiently waiting until she agreed.

“I…” Under Zhan Qingyue’s intense gaze, Ning Qiuxiu didn’t dare to look him in the eye and lowered her head, saying, “I’m a bit scared.”

“Don’t be afraid,” Zhan Qingyue said softly, lowering his face to kiss the corner of her mouth. “Don’t be afraid.”

Ning Qiuxiu closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around Zhan Qingyue’s neck and kissing him back. The moment their lips met, she felt a strong response from him.

Although Zhan Qingyue often teased her, he was always gentle with her emotionally. His kisses were always soft and comforting, making her want to lose herself in them.

But this kiss, driven by passion, was rough and possessive, almost as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

His slick tongue explored her mouth, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Ning Qiuxiu felt like a fish stranded on the shore, struggling to breathe.

As Zhan Qingyue’s passionate kiss continued, Ning Qiuxiu felt overwhelmed by his desire, like a barrel of strong wine that was both intoxicating and sharp.

Her nerves were on edge.

At some point, her hands had tightly clung to his clothes, as if grasping the last straw to avoid fainting.

“Relax… Qiuxiu, relax…” Zhan Qingyue whispered softly in her ear, breathing heavily, while his hands moved to unfasten her nightgown.

His hands, rough compared to her delicate skin, made her melt into a puddle.

The unfamiliar yet familiar sensations overwhelmed her, causing her mind to go blank as she responded instinctively to his touch.

As night deepened, the room was enveloped in darkness, with only a dim, warm bedside lamp illuminating everything happening on the bed.

Ning Qiuxiu felt Zhan Qingyue’s body leave her for a moment.

She knew what he was doing but kept her eyes closed. When he returned, the contact was direct and skin-to-skin, making her somewhat clear-headed brain go blank again.

…

The first time is often not smooth. By the time they reached the peak, both were sweating, as if in a hot sauna, releasing all their deepest desires into the air.

“Qiuxiu, I love you…” Zhan Qingyue lowered himself and kissed her eyelid.

Ning Qiuxiu was momentarily stunned. It was the first time he said, “I love you.”

She wanted to say, “I love you too,” but before she could react, Zhan Qingyue had decisively taken what was his.

Ning Qiuxiu cried out in pain, reacting to the sudden discomfort. Zhan Qingyue kissed and comforted her, but as always, he was one way in words and another in actions…

He was so bad… That was Ning Qiuxiu’s only thought.

Really, so bad, even worse than a black-hearted onion.

Despite how bad he is, she still loves him and is willing to give her entire life to him in this world, which was supposed to be just a passing phase.

The night was still long.

……

Ning Qiuxiu used to think that if the male and female leads in those adult stories didn’t have several rounds in one night, the man couldn’t be considered a good one.

She would dismiss him as someone unworthy.

But when she experienced it herself, she realized that the man could indeed be good, but the woman’s experience was far from ideal.

Even one round felt like it stretched on forever, like it lasted a century.

Moreover, Zhan Qingyue was quite the opposite.

One round felt like living through two centuries.

After spending one century in bed, another century in the shower, he managed to extend it even more.

The second century felt even longer…

By the end, Ning Qiuxiu was so exhausted she couldn’t move a finger.

Zhan Qingyue helped her shower, carried her back to bed, dried her hair, and tucked her back under the covers.

As soon as Ning Qiuxiu touched the pillow, she was almost immediately ready to drift into a deep sleep.

However, the devil’s voice returned, making her shiver.

“I’ll let you off today,” he said.

“……” Is he really going to come back?

Ning Qiuxiu almost cried.

Wasn’t his body still healing, still delicate? Why did it feel like he was a beast with no regard for mercy?

She would never trust those stories about seven rounds in one night again!

The next day, when Ning Qiuxiu woke up, it was already bright outside.

Her mind was still foggy, and as she looked at the light filtering through the heavy curtains, she couldn’t tell what time it was.

She was alone in bed and couldn’t feel anyone else’s presence—Zhan Qingyue was already gone.

She remembered he had a flight in the morning.

Did he leave without saying goodbye?

Realizing this, Ning Qiuxiu jumped out of bed, only to collapse back down due to the soreness in her waist.

“……” The memories of yesterday rushed back, making her face flush with embarrassment.

Did they… have such intimate contact?

Ah, it’s so shameful!

At this moment, she heard soft voices from outside, probably Xiao Chi’s. After a while, Zhan Qingyue’s footsteps approached.

Ning Qiuxiu didn’t know how to face him, so she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Then she felt a warm hand on her forehead, followed by his warm breath. Was this guy trying to take advantage of her while she was asleep?

Ning Qiuxiu couldn’t keep up the pretense any longer.

She opened her eyes and glared at Zhan Qingyue, meeting his smiling gaze.

“Dear professional actress Miss Ning,” he teased her, “get up and eat something before continuing to act, so you’ll have the energy.”

Ning Qiuxiu: “……”

On the first day of him claiming her, he started teasing her. What happened to humanity and love?

Now that he got what he wanted, he started acting all nonchalant. Ugh!

Ning Qiuxiu, feeling a bit irritable, buried her head under the covers and huffed, saying, “I don’t want to eat.”

Seeing her pouty expression, Zhan Qingyue sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over, and wrapped her in the blankets, kissing her cheek.

He teasingly suggested, “Then let’s do something else before eating, hmm?”

Ning Qiuxiu: “……”

What a dog of a man!

Just that simple kiss made last night’s intense pleasure rush back, causing Ning Qiuxiu to shiver uncontrollably.

“……” Help! Is there a 120 emergency number? I’ve been poisoned by Zhan Qingyue’s love, is there any cure?

Zhan Qingyue noticed and chuckled, “You’re so sensitive.”

“Get lost!” It’s hard enough, Ning Qiuxiu buried her face in the covers, too embarrassed to face him.

“You’re too much,” Ning Qiuxiu grumbled from under the blankets.

“Yes, I’m too much. I didn’t consider that you haven’t fully recovered,” Zhan Qingyue admitted, “Does it still hurt?”

Ning Qiuxiu was confused by his question, thinking he meant her overall pain, so she replied, “It hurts a lot.”

“I’ll take a look,” Zhan Qingyue said with concern, trying to pull her from the blankets. “If it’s bad, I’ll go buy some medicine.”

It wasn’t until his hand was on the waistband of her pajama pants that Ning Qiuxiu realized he was asking about the pain there.

She immediately turned red and kicked him away—she actually hurt the place he was concerned about.

Ahhh, how embarrassing!

In the end, Ning Qiuxiu couldn’t be as shameless as Zhan Qingyue.

She got up, ate half of the double portion of porridge that Xiaochi brought, realizing she was really hungry after last night’s exhausting activities.

After eating, she rubbed her belly and began to mourn the weight she might gain.

Her body was sore, even more than after climbing a mountain all day.

Thankfully, Director Xiao, fearing she wasn’t fully recovered, let her rest again today. Otherwise, with her current state, she would have had to reshoot countless scenes.

“Weren’t you supposed to go back?” After eating and feeling her brain function return, Ning Qiuxiu asked.

“**Time is short and the day is long; I changed my flight,” Zhan Qingyue said, acting like a benevolent ruler. “I’ll stay with you for one more day.”

Ning Qiuxiu: “……”

So willful, President Zhan.

Although Zhan Qingyue was very demanding, as the head of the new company Fengyi, he had many important tasks to handle personally.

After breakfast, he used Ning Qiuxiu’s computer to take care of urgent matters, leaving the less important ones for when he returned tomorrow.

Ning Qiuxiu curled up on a single sofa, trying to read her script, but she couldn’t focus on a single word.

The area most affected by their intense activities was still feeling sore and uncomfortable, making it hard for her to ignore the pain.

The adult stories she had read were all lies!

Ning Qiuxiu cursed those deceptive stories a thousand times in her mind, but she couldn’t bring herself to talk to Zhan Qingyue about it.

She tried to stay still and ignore the discomfort.

She almost ruined the script with her restless handling.

After struggling for a moment, she looked up from the densely packed text and couldn’t help but gaze at Zhan Qingyue, who was focused on working.

From her perspective, she could see his profile: his straight nose, long lashes that made other women envious, and his slightly pointed chin.

His perfect features created a strikingly handsome side profile.

So attractive.

Ning Qiuxiu found herself admiring his profile, thinking that this man, marked by her, would be hers from now on.

“Is it nice?” Zhan Qingyue suddenly turned and asked.

“……” Ning Qiuxiu was caught off guard. At this moment, her embarrassment was as thin as a game character’s fallen defensive tower—easily pierced.

But she still had some fighting spirit left.

“Not really,” Ning Qiuxiu replied with a slight blush, trying to be contrary, “Just an ordinary face, nothing special.”

Zhan Qingyue found her response amusing.

For someone like him who valued inner qualities over outer appearances, her words didn’t hurt him at all.

He said, “That’s even better. If I were too outstanding, I’d worry that you wouldn’t feel secure.”

“……” She was left speechless.

Zhan Qingyue stretched his stiff neck, stood up, and walked to the sofa. Ning Qiuxiu, seeing him approach, said warily, “What are you going to do?”

Seeing her defensive posture, Zhan Qingyue laughed, “You think I’m going to do something you can’t handle? I’m not a beast.”

Hmph, you never know.

Ning Qiuxiu, feeling uncomfortable, moved slightly away from him on the sofa and said, “I suddenly remembered something very serious.”

“What’s that?”

“I swore that if you managed to sleep with me within six months, I’d be a dog. And now…” Ning Qiuxiu grinned mischievously, “Woof woof, I’m a dog.”

Zhan Qingyue: “……”

So, does this mean he… made a dog out of her yesterday?!

Smart as he was, Zhan Qingyue couldn’t immediately figure out whether he had the upper hand or if Ning Qiuxiu had suffered more.