Zihuan personally saw Yun Ya off to the car, and with the window half down, Yun Ya waved at him with a smile, "Zihuan, go back." Zihuan pursed his lips as he watched her, "Goodbye." The most update n0vels are published on novel※fire.net Watching the car disappear at the end of the road, the youth felt a hint of loss and hung his head. Taking a deep breath, he turned around and walked towards the hotel. The wedding banquet was over, the hotel was empty, and Bai Ran had changed clothes. Alongside Ning Qinglin, she took Bai Xi to the hospital, leaving the messy hotel for Zihuan to clean up. After getting a cranial CT for Bai Xi and another full-body health check, confirming the child was fine, Bai Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ning Qinglin wrapped his arms around her shoulders, comforting her softly, "Now that the check-up results are out, you can be at ease." Bai Ran leaned into his embrace, sighing deeply, "I’m so glad everything’s ok, otherwise I would have torn Gu Chunrong to pieces." At this thought, she clenched her teeth and said, "I absolutely will not let her off this time." Ning Qinglin narrowed his eyes, "Don’t worry, Zihuan will take care of it, and this time she will reap what she sows." Once, twice, pressed to the edge, this time, he would not be weak again. Bai Ran touched her LV bag and said softly, "Qinglin, let’s go home, there is something I want to tell you." As she spoke, her ears turned red first. Ning Qinglin, with one hand supporting the already asleep Bai Xi, who was slumped over his shoulder, and the other arm around Bai Ran’s shoulders, to an outsider looked like a happy, warm family of three. The newlyweds’ room was an apartment assigned to Ning Qinglin by the school, a standard two-bedroom, one living room setup. Although not large, Bai Ran supervised every part of its decoration, creating a fresh, pastoral style. It was just right for three people to live in, with each spot revealing the breath of life. After placing Bai Xi into his own room, themed with the ocean as if stepping into the marine world—beautiful and dreamy—Ning Qinglin had supervised the decoration. Understanding boys’ thoughts better, he had considered what kind of room he would have wanted as a child, combined with Bai Xi’s character, and crafted an ocean-themed room that won Bai Xi’s affection. Bai Ran tucked Bai Xi in, and Ning Qinglin leaned against the doorframe, watching the gracefully gentle woman under the light, his lips curving slightly. As Bai Ran looked up, seeing the man standing by the door, her heart skipped a beat. She pushed her straying hair back behind her ears, trying to hide her momentary lapse, and slowly walked towards him. Ning Qinglin took her hand and asked softly, "Why are your hands so cold?" As he spoke, he rubbed them to warm them. Just thinking about what was going to happen tonight made her hands and feet go cold with nervousness. She scolded herself silently for being so sentimental. But it had been ten years, after all, since she had been close to any man. Although they had shared heated moments these past days, they always stopped just short... Ning Qinglin led her into the bridal room, red gauze curtains, a hazy light, their wedding photo above the headboard, and festive window decals on the transparent glass—all combining to create an atmosphere thick with innuendo. She grew more nervous. Seeing her anxious demeanor, Ning Qinglin chuckled, a pleased and enticing sound that made her heart flutter. She glanced at him sharply, and with that look... Ning Qinglin’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he pushed her down onto the bed. Their kiss was passionate and lingering. Ning Qinglin’s large palms roved over her body, seeming to possess a magic that ignited a fire within her, leaving her feeling as though she were being roasted on flames, desperately in need of something cool to quench the heat. She was wearing a qipao, the buttons of which were difficult to undo. After several unsuccessful attempts, Ning Qinglin, in frustration, roared lowly and tore the qipao with a "ripp" sound, revealing Bai Ran’s full, fair body. Bai Ran pushed him, "Go take a bath first," her voice sultry and husky. Ning Qinglin kissed her deeply before standing up and heading to the bathroom. Bai Ran lay on the bed, gazing at the dim yellow light and smiling faintly to herself. Listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, she waited for her inner restlessness to subside before getting up. Her qipao was no longer wearable, and she couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Normally, he seemed so well-mannered, and she hadn’t expected him to be so impatient in this respect. At this thought, she couldn’t resist a soft, private chuckle. Wrapped in a blanket, she took out a letter from her bag, unfolding it and reading it over and over, her expression softening.