Qi Jingren was amused the whole day because Su Jiuyi got married, and when Qin Shaobai heard about it, he calmly told her: "Back then, Jue’s mother went through the same thing."

Qi Jingren asked him, "She also got married?"

"To be precise, she was registered. At the time, Jue’s father stole Jue’s mother’s household registration book without her knowing, and the two of them got registered." Qin Shaobai said, "It’s hereditary."

"It looks like I have to remind Shi Tianjue’s future woman to be prepared for an arranged marriage." Qi Jingren joked.

"That sounds about right." Qin Shaobai laughed heartily, then pulled Qi Jingren over, tenderly stroking her long hair, "Woman, tell me how much longer before we enter the halls of marriage."

"In another five years," Qi Jingren said.

"I’m afraid I can’t wait that long." Qin Shaobai raised his thin lips, smiling deeply and provocatively, with a special meaning in his eyes.

"If you can’t wait, you can leave midway. I won’t stop you."

"Don’t even think about letting me leave midway." Qin Shaobai lowered his head to touch her forehead with his nose, greedily smelling her scent, and whispered with a laugh: "I’m afraid I can’t wait that long before I eat you up."

"That requires my consent too." Once she made up her mind, she would always adhere to her principles. Before being sure she could be with him till the end, she wouldn’t give herself easily, for her own sake and for his.

She wasn’t worried that Qin Shaobai would be unfaithful to her but worried that she might not be able to give him a stable life, because of her special status, she often had no choice.

"If you don’t consent, I’ll just take you by force." Qin Shaobai leaned close to her ear, gently biting her earlobe, "You know the physical gap between men and women. If I really want to do something to you, do you think you can resist?"

"If you’re capable, do it now." Qi Jingren’s response was direct enough.

"Alright." Qin Shaobai moved his lips from her ear to her lips, pecking softly, looking at her with a dreamy gaze, exuding endless charm, as if he could seduce anyone.

"So what are you waiting for?" Faced with such temptation, Qi Jingren remained calm, unchanged from her usual serene self.

"I’ll satisfy you." Qin Shaobai said, lifting her up by the waist.

Carrying Qi Jingren into the bedroom, Qin Shaobai placed her on the soft large bed, supporting himself with his hands on either side of her shoulders, looking down at her: "Qi Jingren, do you believe I’ll get serious?"

"I don’t believe."

"Alright." Qin Shaobai pressed himself onto her, capturing her red lips, dominantly prying open her teeth, exploring every inch inside with his tongue.

Qi Jingren raised her hand to wrap around his neck, actively responding to his kiss. Being with Qin Shaobai, she never felt restrained; everything felt so natural. Even when they slept together, snuggling up for a good night’s sleep after a passionate kiss, it felt natural.

Qin Shaobai kissed her lips, her chin, her collarbone, moving downward. As Qi Jingren cooperated, his breathing began to grow heavy and urgent.

The skin on Qi Jingren’s body grew hot from his passion. She reached up to unbutton his shirt but was stopped by Qin Shaobai, who held her hand, looked at her with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You win, Qi Jingren. Although you are a huge temptation to me, I still can’t bear to eat you."