Late at night.

The light was on in Bao Gucheng’s study.

He held a pen in his hand, marking circles on a stack of documents.

But he didn’t know when his gaze had drifted away, and the pen in his hand also unknowingly scribbled circles on the tabletop.

He unexpectedly let Nangong Mo steal time alone with Zuzi!

Given his usual temper, he would have stormed over immediately to beat that guy to the point his mother wouldn’t recognize him, banning him from appearing before Zuzi again.

But, considering that Zuzi was doing it for Gu Qiusha’s arranged gathering, if he acted on impulse and ruined the atmosphere, it would still be Zuzi who’d feel embarrassed.

Thus, he forcibly held back.

Holding back, though, he truly couldn’t sleep.

He practiced a few sets of martial arts in the courtyard and then called Chen Long and the others to spar with him one by one, beating a bunch of rough guys until they howled, but it was still tasteless. He returned to take a cold shower, thinking he could finally sit down calmly to review the documents, perhaps he’d feel sleepy then.

However, his mind was entirely uncontrollable, unable to concentrate on the documents at all.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, trying hard to control his restless thoughts.

As soon as he closed his eyes, a faint scent of peach blossoms drifted past his nose.

The subtly lingering fragrance was so familiar that his body responded quicker than his brain—

She had arrived.

She had arrived!

His large hand slapped down the pen, his back straightened as he stood up, his eyes instantly opening wide, staring outside the window.

In the next moment.

He saw the tightly locked window creak open, a figure in plain white clothes playfully perched on the windowsill, her slender legs swinging slightly, her skirt fluttering like waves creating captivating ripples.

"Xiao Chenger, you’re naughty and haven’t gone to sleep."

Zuzi sat on the windowsill, the corners of her laughing lips like blooming petals.

Xiao Jin indeed had a point; if he didn’t come to her window, she would just come to his window.

It’s that simple.

The tender and endearing voice sounded at his ear, making Bao Gucheng’s breathing tighten.

His throat felt so dry he could barely speak, his body freshly chilled from the shower suddenly turning hot, he strode toward her.

Standing by the window, he held her around the waist, whispering truthfully, "Cannot sleep."

His nose brushed past her cascading strands of hair, the peach blossom scent intensified a bit more.

His voice turned husky with deeper emotion, "Miss you."

Zuzi’s misty eyes blinked, and she seriously said, "Then should I give you a little kiss?"

So direct.

So candid.

Bao Gucheng felt a voice inside him almost bursting out, "Miss Zuzi, for this kind of thing you can forgo asking my opinion in the future. You... can do as you please."

As soon as the words fell.

Warm lips approached.

The small woman’s cherry lips were so delicate and small... they couldn’t completely cover him.

Yet even a slight touch was enough to leave his reason hanging by a thread.

When passion peaked, he couldn’t help but ask the question again, "Miss Zuzi have you thought it through, whether you’re willing to allow me and you... twin... cultivation?"

Previously, he always thought of taking it slow, waiting for her to grow up, finish school, prepare herself... but now he suddenly felt he couldn’t wait any longer.

He preferred immediate action.

Kissed into a lazy, indistinct tone, Zuzi murmured, "Um, considering... okay..." Not sure if it’s done yet Xiao Chenger.

Even though she hadn’t finished her sentence, Bao Gucheng had heard the word "okay."

Strong arms lifting her whole body, tightly securing her in his embrace, he turned swiftly and walked toward the inner room.

Even in haste, his deep trembling voice was still filled with compassion and respect, whispering at her ear:

"Tonight, is it alright?"