Qi Chengzhi's thin lips traveled from Song Yu's eyes to the corner of her lips. He sucked on her upper lip and said, "I never said we weren't going."

A lazy Song Yu used his shoulder as a pillow and allowed him to kiss her. Her face was red, and her monochrome eyes began turning hazy. She felt passion because of him, and her breathing was turning erratic.

She breathed in the fresh scent emanating from his body. It was enveloping all around her, and she couldn't help but tug on his sleeves. He kissed her to the point where she could not control herself from grasping his shirt, and her entire body was feeling hot.

"Now that I think about it, we haven't had a proper date even before we got married." Song Yu reminisced about the time before the wedding. She was still muddle-headed when he pursued her to be his girlfriend, and she did not even accept him outright—it was he who decided that for her.

She simply gave her silent acquiescence because of how he shamelessly clung to her. Not long later he dragged her to stay under his roof, and it did not feel any different from being officially married. He was busy with work, so the two of them did not spend too much time going to malls and watching movies. Their only genuine date was when he brought her to watch a movie in Hong Kong, but even then, it was an explicit film. He brought her to watch it for the sole purpose of bedding her.

As she thought about that, Song Yu could not help but silently curse in her heart, 'Dirty rascal.'

Having been kissed to the point where she felt affectionate and content, Song Yu rubbed herself in his embrace and said, "Let's treat tonight as a date?"

"Let's," Qi Chengzhi answered.

All of a sudden, Song Yu felt that something was not quite right. When she finally realized what it was, he had already lifted her up and inserted himself into her.

"…" Speechless, Song Yu clung to his body. At some point in time, that man had taken off her pants.

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At night, Qi Chengzhi brought Song Yu to dinner. It was their first proper date after the marriage. After dinner, they headed to the theater, where Song Yu went to the self-service kiosk to obtain her tickets. There was another half an hour to the movie, so the two of them sat on the sofa and waited.

Song Yu wanted to go to the toilet, so she went. On the way back she passed by the place where snacks were sold. She bought a large bucket of popcorn and two cups of freshly-pressed fruit juice.

As she walked, she clipped the bucket with her forearms and held a cup of juice in each hand. When she returned, she saw a woman sitting on the other side of the sofa, leaning toward Qi Chengzhi and trying to strike a conversation with him.

Qi Chengzhi did not even look at her as he put on a completely ignorant façade by scrolling on his phone. The woman decided to lean toward him and see what he was looking at. The weather had been turning hot recently, so people naturally began wearing less clothes. With a single lean, that woman had exposed her cleavage. Her breasts would touch his arm in any moment.

Finally having enough of it, Qi Chengzhi frowned and looked at her. "Miss, can you please have some self-respect? I'm not the kind of person that wants just about any woman."

His harsh and direct rejection made the woman unable to maintain her composure. Color drained from her face immediately, and she looked all around her uneasily. Many people were looking at her, making her feel both ashamed and angry. "How can you speak like that? My cell phone battery is dead. I just wanted to ask the time. How is that disrespectful?"

Song Yu looked at Qi Chengzhi and felt particularly helpless. His face was plastered with the expression that the woman was bullying her.

Qi Chengzhi's expression sunk, and from that look, Song Yu knew that he was about to spew out some nasty remarks. She walked over to him and looked at the spot she had earlier sat on. Smiling, she asked, "Sir, is there anyone sitting here?"

Qi Chengzhi looked up at Song Yu. The other woman meanwhile, looked like she was eager to watch some drama unfold before her. She sat down without even asking earlier, so she thought that Song Yu would be outright rejected because the latter opened her mouth and asked him.

Contrary to expectation, Qi Chengzhi cocked his brow and curled his lip in a smirk. "Nope."

"Thank you," Song Yu sat down calmly and drank some juice. She looked at Qi Chengzhi to hint at him.

Qi Chengzhi played along with glee and asked, "Are you alone, Miss?"

"Well, if you accompany me, then I'd have a date." Song Yu gave a cup of juice to Qi Chengzhi.

The other woman was flabbergasted. 'Didn't he say that he wasn't the kind of person who would simply want any woman?'

'Isn't he doing the exact same thing now!'

Qi Chengzhi took the juice and looked at the one Song Yu was holding. He said, "I would really like to drink the one you drank from."

"Then let's switch." Song Yu gave him the cup that she had drank some from, then took the cup he was holding.

"You came here alone, but you bought two cups?" Qi Chengzhi cocked a brow and asked. He thoroughly enjoyed getting himself into character.

"I bought it for you. I've been noticing you for some time." Song Yu smiled.

Qi Chengzhi curled his lips and held her hand, gently kneading them. He leaned close to Song Yu, and his handsomely thin lips were almost touching against hers. His breaths were breezing past her lips. "Which movie are you watching?"

Song Yu showed him the tickets. "You?"

"Same." Qi Chengzhi moved forward about half an inch and kissed her lip. "How about we don't watch the movie and just go to the nearby hotel?"

He leaned forward more and more, causing Song Yu to retreat and lean back against the sofa.

"Don't make a fuss," Song Yu finally realized how she paled to Qi Chengzhi in terms of shamelessness. Finding herself unable to continue the act, she pushed him away shyly.

"No fuss. I'm being serious," he answered in his rich voice, then sucked lightly on her upper lip.

"Qi Chengzhi." Song Yu shuddered after realizing how serious he was. She dropped the act completely and raised her voice slightly, "I want to watch the movie."

"I think the hotel's a pretty good idea. Let's go after the movie," Qi Chengzhi said as lips rubbed against her.

Song Yu's face was so red that she could not speak. How could she even answer that question?

"Come on, get up," Song Yu berated him softly.

"You…" The other woman beside them could not take it anymore. She did not hear much of Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu's conversation, but not even a few words later, he kissed her and got together, and even then, the couple looked as though they were already very aroused.

To top it off, they were in a public place!

The woman stood up suddenly and pointed at the two of them. "Didn't you say you don't just want any woman? She just sat down and you both already… How shameless can you be?"

Song Yu felt slightly embarrassed, and it was then that Qi Chengzhi finally let go of her. He sat upright, looked at the woman, then raised an eyebrow. "Pardon me. This is my wife. What happens between us as husband-and-wife is not for you, an outsider, to criticize."

"Wife?" The woman was in disbelief. "Impossible, she's just…"

"My wife is naughty sometimes." Merely mentioning Song Yu had Qi Chengzhi in smiles, but when he looked at that other woman again, he snickered at her.

At that point the movie was about to start. Qi Chengzhi took the fruit juice and the bucket of popcorn, then led Song Yu into the hall, ignoring the dumbfounded woman completely.

Once they took their seats, Song Yu pinched his thigh, but because his muscles were quite robust, she did not manage to pinch any fresh. In the end, she could only mime doing so, which did not make her feel pain.

"What are you doing?" Qi Chengzhi held her hand and stopped her from stimulating him.

Her pinches were not painful, but they were very arousing, and her actions nearly caused him to have an erection.

"You manage to attract women just by sitting there and not doing anything," Song Yu said softly.

"It's not like you didn't attract anyone." Qi Chengzhi wrapped his hand around hers and kneaded.

"…" Song Yu jabbed his palm. "That was so long ago. Why do you like bringing up things from the past? Petty."

Qi Chengzhi looked at her intently all of a sudden. He grasped her hand and cocked a brow. "Who are you calling petty?"

"…" Song Yu giggled and leaned over. At that time, the lights went off, and she said, "Watch the movie."

Qi Chengzhi was amused by her reaction. He looked at her monochrome eyes and saw it glimmer, even in the dark. Even in the absence of light, he searched for her lip and kissed her before continuing with the movie.

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…

After the movie, Qi Chengzhi really did drag Song Yu to the hotel. The cinema was under the theater chains of Han Zhuoli's company, and the hotel was under his company as well.

Unfortunately, it seemed that one particular celebrity was at B City for an event, and was staying at that hotel. There were rumors that the celebrity was having an affair. The celebrity was on his way back from the event, so a throng of reporters were waiting outside to ask questions about the affair. Many paparazzi were hiding in the shadows as well, following him from C City, to S City, and finally to B City. They were hot on the celebrity's tail as they wanted to capture evidence of the affair.

When Qi Chengzhi brought Song Yu into the hotel, the reporters surrounded them immediately. The celebrity had yet to show up, but it came as a surprise when they met Qi Chengzhi there.

"Mr. Qi, are you a guest at the hotel?" asked one of the reporters, who thought that even if he could not relay any information back to the entertainment section, then the finance and economics section might find something useful from his question. Perhaps he might even be able to dig up some big news if he was lucky.

Qi Chengzhi's gaze scanned across all the reporters. Steady and reserved, he said three words, "Getting a room."

The reporters fell silent.

"…" Song Yu's brain exploded. How could he say those things while being so calm? Even his expression was particularly steady.

The reporters were stupefied by his answer and was unable to react. By then, Qi Chengzhi had already brought Song Yu to check in at the front desk.

Once the reporters finally came to their senses, Qi Chengzhi had already obtained the key card for their room, took back his identity card, then led Song Yu to the elevator. The reporters were left confused, as they never expected him to say so openly that he was 'getting a room'.

Song Yu felt embarrassed to no end. She stole a glance at Qi Chengzhi and noticed how he was still putting on such a solemn air. He took out the key card unhurriedly and swiped to unlock the door. Every single action was natural and elegant.

Qi Chengzhi requested for a suite, which prompted Song Yu to think of the reporters, who were probably thinking that the two of them were a bit extravagant.

With nothing better to do, Song Yu opened WeChat and browsed through Moments. On the other hand, Qi Chengzhi went to the bathroom and ran a bath. After a while he came out, with his light-blue shirt pulled to his elbows. His sleeves were slightly wet.

"Go and have a soak," Qi Chengzhi offered.

Song Yu felt shy whenever she thought of how a man as serious as him was doing servitude for her all the time.

She tiptoed and kissed his chin, saying, "Thanks, honey."

Qi Chengzhi cocked a brow and wanted to give her a kiss, but she had already scrambled off into the washroom. Taking off her clothes, she soaked in the bathroom and felt very comfortable. Her stomach was feeling a bit hungry, and at that moment, she wanted to have some flavorful street snacks.

Qi Chengzhi usually paid special attention to her diet. The old lady and Xia Wenna knew that she was pregnant was a son, so was even more careful. They always told the driver to send various tonics to Viewpark Residence, making sure that she kept track of what she could and could not eat during the pregnancy. One of those prohibitions was roadside snacks.

"Hubby…" Song Yu called out softly. She did not feel like it was right to ask him to run out and get snacks for her in the middle of the night, but she really could not help it anymore. She really wanted to eat some, and if she was denied the luxury of eating that, she felt that she would not be able to sleep.

Song Yu began to wonder if it was the pregnancy that led to her being more and more unreasonable, to the point where she was on the road to stubbornness.

Qi Chengzhi eventually came in, but his shirt was completely gone. As he walked, he even began taking off his belt, laughing gleefully but somewhat naughtily. "You want it?"

"No, I…" Seeing his eagerness and excitement, Song Yu could not finish her sentence.

Qi Chengzhi took great strides and entered into the bathroom, pulling her into his embrace immediately. Having heard her call out 'hubby' so lovingly and delicately, he was not only happy—he got an instant hard-on too.

"You're really being coy now aren't you," Qi Chengzhi kissed her. His mood was rather buoyant.

"…" Song Yu did not feel too good about mentioning that she wanted him to get food for her. He had been gearing up for that moment since a long time, and his mood was particularly good too.

Thus, she decided to be docile and let Qi Chengzhi kiss her. It was pretty depressing if she were to just send him off to get food, so she reciprocated the kiss and tried to make him really happy.

His hands slid across his silky skin and he felt her trembles increase in intensity. His narrowed his eyes slightly and watched as her body began turning pinkish. The red blush of her face was like a lotus flower breaking the surface of the water. Her half-closed eyes looked helpless, meek, submissive. He lost his self-control, pressing her onto the wall of the bath and entering her.

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…

Qi Chengzhi carried Song Yu to the bed. The bedsheet was wet because their bodies were wet, and Song Yu's hair was still very damp.

Her hair was originally tied up, but in a moment of passion Qi Chengzhi undid her hair and allowed it to drape down, thereby making it wet.

Seeing her laying submissively in his embrace while placing her head against his bare chest, Qi Chengzhi's hands caressed her satiny skin and felt an affectionate tenderness in her heart.

Kissing her smooth forehead, he saw Song Yu looking at up him and calling softly, "Hubby."

Her one word made him entire body feel numb.

Qi Chengzhi flipped over and pressed her into his embrace. He gave her a fervent hiss, and still raring to go, he asked, "You want it again? You just have to squeeze me dry, don't you?"

"…" A stunned Song Yu gulped nervously and did not move an inch. She knew that she could not go at it a second time, and it would not be good if he were to continue misunderstanding her. "No, I'm a bit hungry."

"Which part of you is hungry?" Qi Chengzhi tried insinuating. He was getting up slowly.

Qi Chengzhi smiled lovingly and placed his arm at her hindbrain. He was worried that it would not be comfortable if she placed her still-damp hair on the pillow. Her face was as spotless as a young student, with the faint remnants of how she looked when she was still young. She was very meek then. Qi Chengzhi could not restrain himself from kissing her flush face. It was delicate and hot at the same time.

"What would you like to eat?" His voice rumbled while his thin lips were still rubbing against her face.

Song Yu felt embarrassed and shy. Slowly, she began telling him in a soft voice, "I want hot-and-sour noodles, pan-fried stuffed buns, and deep-fried tripe."

"…" Qi Chengzhi looked up and narrowed his eyes at her. "You've thought about it for a long time?"

"…" Shocked, Song Yu began feeling guilty. "No, I just thought about eating it."

"When you called me into the bathroom just now, was it actually because you wanted me to get all that food for you?" Qi Chengzhi's eyes narrowed more and more as he looked suspiciously at Song Yu.