(Qixi Festival, wishing all lovers a happy ending! Hmm, and wishing wealthy people a happy ending as well.)

With just a glance, Yue Yao knew what he was thinking, feeling a bit speechless, she could only remind him, "A gift, aren't you going to give her a gift? What are you waiting for?"

Li Yan realized and smiled, following her upstairs. Actually, he didn't place particular importance on gifts, the ones he's giving now are just coincidental.

He followed her to Yurong's bedroom door and found she had already closed it.

Li Yan found the inexpensive little gift and knocked on the door.

Zhang Yurong was just about to bathe when she heard the knock and knew it was Li Yan because if it were Yue Yao, she'd usually talk along with the knock. She came over to open the door and, seeing Li Yan at the doorway, she said irritably, "What's up?"

"Uh, this..." Although he thought that the sentiment mattered more than the value of the gift, and she wouldn't care whether it's expensive or not as long as the thought was there, giving away a small sachet still made Li Yan a bit embarrassed, shrinking in his palm.

Zhang Yurong saw him mumbling and figured he was embarrassed to speak, afraid Yue Yao would hear, looking at him strangely before turning back into the room.

But when she returned to sit in the bedroom waiting, Li Yan was still standing at the door, and she couldn't help but frown, "What on earth are you doing? You won't come in, you won't speak up, if you stay silent, just leave, stop bothering me!"

When she finished speaking, she remembered the things he had said just before coming up, and couldn't help but be startled, was he really trying to sneak a peek?

Li Yan stood at the door, sighed, and said, "You haven't invited me in..."

Zhang Yurong was instantly amused by his cheek, letting out a cold snort, "What's this? A trip abroad and Mr. Li Yan gets an attitude? You're still at home but need my special invitation? Well, I won't invite you, come in or not as you please!"

Li Yan leaned his head in, smiled wryly, and said, "Did you forget what you once said?"

"What have I said? I've said many things, how should I know what you're referring to?" Zhang Yurong frowned, pondering, and quickly thought of a phrase.

"Once in this room, you said I couldn't enter your room, couldn't touch your body in any form, otherwise you'd move out. You even forced me to swear, saying to avoid accidental harm, I'd add a clause, 'Without your permission,' I'd not enter your room, I'd not touch your body. How did you respond back then? You said you'd never allow it..."

Li Yan recounted the things she had said that night, unconsciously stroking the cigarette box, glancing at Zhang Yurong but not taking out a cigarette. "So just now, you didn't invite me or allow me to enter, if I did, that would break the rule, and if you used that as an excuse to move out, what would I do?"

Zhang Yurong remembered this and recalled under what circumstances those words were said, it was because he had stolen a kiss from her, forcibly kissed her, and took her first kiss, in a rage, fearing he'd go too far in the future, she said those words to constrain him. Just now she hadn't even thought about it, as entering the room was rather mundane, not quite dangerous, perhaps only if his body was closing in on hers would she instantly think about these.

Seeing that he still remembered the things said and the vows made while she was negligent, Zhang Yurong felt a bit guilty, and simultaneously appreciated his ability to keep his promises.

"Yes, yes! I was just testing you." Naturally, Zhang Yurong wouldn't admit she had forgotten, otherwise, he sure would often 'forget' in the future, "You did well, remembering your promise. Now, what is it you want to say? If it can be said at the door, then don't come in; if you absolutely need to come in... I temporarily allow you to come in once."

Li Yan had been trying to demonstrate a man's commitment, now that he had her invitation he wouldn't miss the chance. He immediately went in, putting the cigarette box away.

He walked over to where Zhang Yurong was, keeping some space, then handed the delicate little sachet over to her.

"Got it in Beihai Country, giving it to you."

"What is it?" Zhang Yurong feigned disdain, although in the afternoon she called Li Yan, heard he was out giving gifts, and was curious what he'd gift her, yet couldn't imagine it'd be such a small item.

"Not expensive, not valuable, just a little gift." Li Yan smiled.

Zhang Yurong naturally didn't care about the gift's value, only after looking at the sachet, she squeezed and pressed it with her hands, asking curiously, "Why would you think of buying a sachet? Seems like in ancient times, it's girls who'd embroider and give them to men, right?"

"Is that so? Then it already means giving to someone you love, right? Giving it to you works. If ever you feel like embroidering one for me, I'd gladly accept it." Li Yan sat down beside her.

"In your dreams! My time is so precious, yet you just have this lousy thing and want me to embroider one for you too." Zhang Yurong grumbled.

"Lousy thing?" Li Yan said in a deliberately sad voice, "Then forget it, I can't bear to gift something lousy, when I have the money later I'll gift you something good, this I'll take back and toss away!"

He spoke while reaching to take the sachet from Zhang Yurong's hand.

"No way! Once I've given it, it's mine now, why should I return it to you!" Yurong wasn't intentionally belittling it; she just pretended to be dismissive to show she didn't care much. Seeing his intense reaction and that he was really trying to snatch it back, she quickly guarded it behind her.

"Sigh... it's all worthless junk, better let me throw it away!" Li Yan continued reaching out to grab it.

"No means no! Regardless of what it is, it's mine now, you have no right to dispose of it."

During this back-and-forth of one snatching and one hiding, Li Yan had already gotten close to Yurong, right beside her. Since she held the scented sachet behind her with one hand and tried to push him away with the other, the situation quickly turned unexpected: due to the force of their play, instead of pushing the steady Li Yan, Yurong ended up falling backward onto the bed, although this helped her pin down the sachet on the bed. To snatch it, he would have to roll her over.

Li Yan wasn't genuinely that insecure or sensitive; he was deliberately using this chance to play around with her to improve their relationship. But now she was lying on the bed, and he leaned over her, creating an ambiguous situation. Though he could continue to press her down and snatch the item, considering how she might react, he didn't act rashly.

"You're so shameless! How can you ask for something back after giving it away? Now that it's mine, I can call it whatever I want, and that's my business." Yurong glared at Li Yan.

"Actually... I have another present for you, close your eyes." Li Yan looked at her rosy lips so close, and like someone who forgets past wounds, he wanted once more a closer taste.

Yurong already had a guess, decisively said: "No closing! Whatever you have, just give it, I won't mind it being little."

From her eyes, Li Yan already saw vigilance, fearing she'd immediately kick him out. He slightly lifted his head to make her abandon her guard, then quickly said: "A love-filled kiss!"

As he spoke, he swiftly kissed her mouth at a speed faster than one could react.

"Um..."

Yurong's one hand was pressed behind her, leaving just one hand; she couldn't push him away, her legs were pinned by him, completely unable to refuse, barely managing a sound before being deeply kissed.

The first time is unfamiliar, the second time routine... though this time there's still great risk, but how can you get the cub without entering the tiger's den? Without a bit of risk, how can one win a beauty's heart?

He forcefully kissed her again!

Yurong was furious!

I'm moving out! No, I am kicking this scoundrel out!

But no matter how her heart screams slogans, she must first resolve the present situation; if she can't expel him, and he imposes himself, driving him out then is pointless; even killing him won't change what's happened.

However, this time she's experienced, proven that dealing with lips and tongues—teeth are the best weapon!

So she slightly opened her teeth, ready to ensure he wouldn't speak for days. Unfortunately, this time Li Yan had learned from past lessons, and after capturing her fragrant lips, he didn't take further action.

Helpless, since the fish wasn't biting, Yurong had to strike proactively!

But teeth lie inside the lips; if wanting to actively bite him, either bare teeth exaggeratedly—which is hard, especially since he's pressing her from above. Only another way remains—to first kiss his lips with her lips, giving her teeth chance.

For her to take such initiative, it's rather embarrassing. But with this guy advancing unrestrainedly, she couldn't just stand by. So, after hesitating, Yurong feared losing her guard and proactively attempted awkwardly to kiss and bite Li Yan's lips.

Last time, Li Yan was bitten when offering; this time she struck first, granting him more leeway. His prior experiences let him handle with ease. As soon as his lower lip was embraced, with pearl-like teeth pinching down, his teeth also moved forward, promptly biting Yurong's upper lip.

Thus, unless Yurong wished for mutual destruction, both had to relent together. Yurong hadn't anticipated his shamelessness, using lip bites against girls! Utterly disgraceful.

Yet, having her wear teeth marks to work would be worse than being killed—helpless, she had to loosen her teeth, seeking another chance to bite his upper lip.

Li Yan naturally cooperated, synchronously biting her lower lip similarly. Using sly tricks, no, deploying strategic maneuvers, he forced her to give up.

A flurry of struggle ensued, with both lips and teeth contacting unknowingly how many times, their breaths accelerating. Yurong began to panic, realizing her teeth seemed powerless—or she lacked strength to make them act against him; continuing would only leave her yielding passively.

Helpless, she resorted to pinching Li Yan with her hand, attempting to knee him, though seemingly to little effect. Racked with indecision, she unexpectedly noticed Li Yan lifted his lips slightly, seemingly granting her space to breathe. Seizing the opportunity, she berated him: "You say..."

The words hadn't left her lips before they were blocked again...

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