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Wen Yanqing walked over step by step, took off his coat, and threw it at the foot of the bed.

“Are you going to sleep?” Lin Gantang asked when she saw him loosening his collar. “It’s not nap time yet.”

Wen Yanqing smirked. “I’m not sleeping. Let me see if your lipstick color is nice.”

“Here.” Lin Gantang handed the entire lipstick to him.

Wen Yanqing did not take it. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and pressed her down. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, kissing and rubbing them.

Lin Gantang’s lips were stained with the lipstick on his lips. The smudged lip makeup and the ambiguity under his hot breath were especially seductive.

“It’s really beautiful.” Wen Yanqing pecked her neck lightly and lingered beside her ear. His hand had already quietly reached for the hem of her shirt. He said hoarsely, “Your new lipstick is fading.”

Lin Gantang shrank back. “You have to..set the make-up…”

Wen Yanqing bit her and tightened his grip on her struggling hand. “You’re not allowed to call anyone ‘Brother’ in the future.”

His unfinished words were drowned in an affectionate kiss.

Lin Gantang looked into the other party’s eyes; his eyes were filled with lust. The strange sense of pleasure aroused when her body was touched made her close her eyes, at a loss.

The deep kiss was passionate and lingering.

He restrained and devoutly kissed every inch of her skin, wanting her to be stained with his scent inside and out, leaving traces that belonged to him alone.

The lipstick in Lin Gantang’s hand fell and rolled to the side of the coat that had fallen to the ground.

Wen Yanqing was enduring it unbearably. How could he not be moved when the woman he loved was obediently lying under him and receiving his love?

He had gone through a lot together with Lin Gantang. Their feelings for each other grew stronger every day. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and his restraint seemed to be breaking down. He panted hoarsely. “You love me, don’t you, Little Litang…”

Lin Gantang’s eyes were misty, and her thick, curly eyelashes trembled slightly. She was about to speak shyly. “I…”

“Gantang, Gantang!”

Mr. Lin’s voice was full of energy. Lin Gantang was shocked and retracted her hand that had been wrapped around Wen Yanqing’s back.

Wen Yanqing paused for a moment before pressing down on Lin Gantang’s body. He rested his head on her neck and pressed it against her warm jade-like skin.

Hearing his panting, Lin Gantang shyly pushed him away, then pushed him once more, picking up the clothes on the floor.

Wen Yanqing watched as she hurriedly tidied up her clothes and hair. His obsidian-like eyes were filled with passion and tinged with redness. “We are in a serious relationship.”

“Hmm?”

“It’s not an affair,” he said in a low and hoarse voice.

“Don’t tell me you want my dad to come up and take a look?” Lin Gantang blushed and went to the mirror to wipe off the lipstick left on her lips and neck by Wen Yanqing.

She tidied herself up and went downstairs first. She pulled up her collar to cover the marks on her collarbone that could not be wiped off.

“Where’s Yanqing?” Mr. Lin asked, not knowing that he had interrupted his future son-in-law’s act.

“He… Oh, he’s in the bathroom. Dad, why did you call me?”

“I cut some fruits for you to eat.” Mr. Lin pointed at the apples and oranges on the coffee table.

Lin Gantang was speechless. It was better not to let Yanqing know that this was the reason, right?

Wen Yanqing only came down from the third floor after a long time. Seeing that Lin Gantang was in the living room, he went over to carry Joy away from the sofa and sat beside her.

“Have some fruits, have some fruits. The oranges that you and Gantang bought are especially sweet. I asked Gantang to save some for you.” Mr. Lin was happy.

Seeing the two of them side by side, Mr. Lin felt comforted.

“Ahem.” Lin Gantang didn’t want him to mention fruits. She quickly changed the topic. “Dad, I see that you’ve prepared a bunch of gifts. Who are you giving them to?”

“This?” Mr. Lin pointed at the things on the sofa and said, “This is for your Uncle Wen. It’s just in time for the holidays. Since your relationship has stabilized, it’s just nice to pay him a visit.”

“Huh?” Arrangements had been made for her again?