Mu Wan: “??”

The warmth at her neck made her skin tingle and go numb. Instinctively, she tried to pull away, but he turned her back toward him.

“Jie~ Pretty please~”

Kuang Ye, determined to sleep in the bed, had thrown all dignity out the window.

Mu Wan: “…”

Her ears turned slightly red. As an engaged couple, she wasn’t entirely opposed to that sort of thing. After all, the two of them had already come dangerously close twice before.

But Kuang Ye’s shameless, clingy approach to seeking intimacy… It was just too much.

“Fine, fine, sleep! But you’d better behave yourself in bed. Otherwise, don’t blame me for kicking you off.”

Kuang Ye’s eyes instantly lit up. He leaned in and kissed the tip of her blushing ear.

“Don’t worry, Jie. I sleep like an angel.”

After a simple meal, Kuang Ye, despite his injury, insisted on doing the dishes. Mu Wan pressed him back down forcefully.

“Stupid Xiao Didid, do you want your hand to get worse? It’s not like I’ve never washed dishes before.”

Kuang Ye argued righteously, “Before, I cooked, and you washed the dishes. But since you cooked today, of course, I should be the one to wash them!”

“Otherwise, what would I look like? A shameless freeloader?”

Wild God was truly wild—so wild that he’d even insult himself.

Unable to argue with him, Mu Wan relented. “Fine, leave them. I’ll have the housekeeper clean them tomorrow.”

Kuang Ye obediently snuggled up to her, playing coy. “Okay, Jie. You really spoil me~”

Mu Wan: “…”

This stupid Xiao Didi.

He could be considerate about washing dishes, but when it came to other things—well, she’d heard the first time was pretty painful, too. That didn’t stop him from… ahem! Forget it. That’s not the same.

After dinner, Mu Wan asked what he planned to do about his injured hand and the upcoming matches. Kuang Ye omitted the details about his injury, giving her the same answer he had given Zhang Qinan earlier.

Seeing that Kuang Ye’s injury might delay his games, Mu Wan felt a twinge of guilt.

“Don’t do that again.”

Don’t give up anything for me again, like in our past life.

Kuang Ye looked at her, his gaze unwavering as he spoke slowly and firmly.

“If it happens again, I’ll still do the same.”

Mu Wan met his determined eyes. Her lips moved as if to say something, but no words came out. In the end, she sighed.

“Forget it. If I can’t do it myself, I won’t expect you to.”

If the person about to be doused with acid had been Kuang Ye, she wouldn’t have hesitated to shield him either.

But then, a doubt suddenly crossed her mind.

“Do you know Qin Qingquan?”

She had seen it clearly from the stage at the time. Qin Qingquan had just stepped onto the podium, but Kuang Ye had already been running toward him from the audience. Otherwise, he couldn’t have stopped the acid-throwing man in time.

Kuang Ye gave a vague “ah” in reply. “I’ve run into him before in other situations.”

Mu Wan had no idea how long he had stood in the audience, watching her shine.

He hadn’t just watched all her violin performances; he had also collected recordings of every single one. Even those tapes that had been deliberately destroyed or lost due to poor storage—he had found them all.

Mu Wan thought it was too much of a coincidence. She was about to question him further when Kuang Ye suddenly leaned down.

He captured her soft, pink lips without warning, pried them open, and slid inside, inviting her for a fiery passoniate kiss.

“???”

Mu Wan’s eyes widened in surprise.

The questions in her mind were instantly thrown to the backburner. I just agreed to let you sleep in the bed, and you’re already this impatient?

The sound of soft, wet kisses filled the room, conspicuously loud in the quiet room.

Dizzy and breathless from the kiss, Mu Wan’s initial attempts to push him away gradually turned into hesitant cooperation.

“Your hand…” she murmured, a hint of worry in her voice.

But the man trailed his kisses from the corner of her lips to the delicate curve of her ear. His voice was soft, just loud enough for her to hear.

“Don’t worry, Jie,” he whispered. “My mouth is just as skilled.”