He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

"Are you trying to please me?"

"Not really."

“Song Xiaozhi, I think you…”

Before she could finish speaking, Song Zhi quickly interrupted, "Ninth Brother, it's time for my face mask. Can I go wash my face first?"

You don't need to guess what Fu Lu was going to say.

It's nothing more than feeling that you don't love me, feeling that you don't value me, and so on...

She's heard it so many times she's tired of it.

Fu Lu gave a haughty snort, which was taken as his agreement.

Song Zhi forced a helpless smile: "Okay, I'll hang up now. I'll call you back later."

After saying that, before Fu Lu could respond, she decisively hung up the phone.

She sat up and walked cautiously toward the bedroom door.

The living room was quiet; everyone else was asleep.

Song Zhi walked very carefully, afraid of disturbing others.

After washing up, Song Zhi quietly turned off the bathroom light and tiptoed back to her bedroom.

She quietly climbed into bed, and just as she turned off the light and lay down, her phone beside her pillow vibrated slightly.

Song Zhi was startled. She quickly reached for her phone and answered the call, asking in a low voice, "Ninth Brother, what's wrong?"

Fu Lu's deep, slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Open the door."

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and asked somewhat blankly, "Open what door?"

Fu Lu's voice sounded somewhat impatient.

"I'm at the door, open the door for me."

Song Zhi then came to her senses and asked in surprise, "You're here?"

Fu Lu simply hummed in agreement and then remained silent.

Song Zhi quickly got out of bed and hurried towards the door while getting dressed.

When she opened the door, she saw Fu Lu standing outside, holding a bouquet of blue roses.

She was somewhat surprised and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here so late?"

Fu Lu did not answer her question directly, but simply stuffed the bouquet of flowers into her arms and walked past her into the house.

Seeing this, Song Zhi quickly followed behind him and whispered, "They're all asleep."

Fu Lu nodded, his gaze falling directly on the room where the lights were still on, and walked straight over.

Upon seeing this, Song Zhi felt a pang of anxiety, fearing that he might wake the others, and quickly followed after him.

"Ninth Brother, it's really late now."

Song Zhi stood at the door and said to Fu Lu with some anxiety.

Fu Lu nodded nonchalantly, plopped down on Song Zhi's bed, leaned back leisurely against the headboard, and rested his hands on the bed behind him, looking rather lazy.

Song Zhi stood by the bed, looking at him nervously, her heart pounding, wondering what he wanted to do.

Just then, Fu Lu suddenly spoke up: "Song Xiaozhi, come here."

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still obediently walked forward and stood by the bed, keeping a certain distance from Fu Lu.

Her heart started racing, and her eyes darted away, unable to meet Fu Lu's gaze.

"Why did you come here?" Song Zhi asked softly.

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and then he slowly said, "Since you weren't home, I came to find you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out, grabbed Song Zhi's hand, and pulled her into his arms.

Song Zhi opened her mouth completely subconsciously and let out a soft gasp.

However, in that instant, she suddenly realized something and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth.

Looking at Song Zhi's nervous expression, Fu Lu's smile deepened.

"Shh, keep your voice down, you don't want to wake up your dad and grandma, do you?"

Fu Lu said softly, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

Song Zhi blinked her big, round eyes, looking at Fu Lu timidly, then lowered her voice and asked, "What...what do you want to do?"

Fu Lu muttered, "So tired, so sleepy."

After saying that, he pressed his head directly against Song Zhi's neck.

Song Zhi felt a warm breath on her face, and Fu Lu's breath fell on her neck, making her feel a little itchy.

She couldn't help but shift her body slightly, trying to shake off the strange feeling.

"Ninth Brother, you...you should go back to sleep."

Song Zhi's voice trembled slightly, and her heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

"I'll sleep here."

"But...but my dad is here."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu slowly raised his head, stared into Song Zhi's eyes, and said with a half-smile, "What, am I so shameful that I can't be seen by others?"

When Song Zhi was asked this, she was speechless for a moment. After stammering for a while, she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "This...this is not a good idea, is it?"

"What's wrong?"

Fu Lu smiled dismissively, "We're getting married soon, isn't it normal to sleep together?"

"Can……"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted, "If you're afraid, I can go ask your father now and see if I can stay here overnight?"

As he spoke, he made a move to get up.

Seeing this, Song Zhi quickly reached out and grabbed him.

Fu Lu looked at her with feigned confusion: "What's wrong?"

"He's resting, don't disturb him."

"then what do I do?"

Song Zhi breathed a soft sigh of relief: "Sleep here, I'll get you a toothbrush."

As she spoke, she got up and took a new toothbrush from the drawer next to her, handing it to Fu Lu.

The two went to the restroom, and Song Zhi pointed to the empty cup on the sink: "This cup is new."

Fu Lu glanced at it, "Which blanket do you have?"

Without thinking, Song Zhi pointed to the pink water glass next to her: "This one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lu picked up Song Zhi's blanket, filled it with water, squeezed toothpaste, and started brushing his teeth.

The movements are done in one go.

Song Zhi watched from the side, wanting to say something but holding back.

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow at her: "What's wrong?"

"This is my cup."

"What? Can't I use your blanket?"

“Okay.” He pointed to the towel hanging nearby and said, “This one is new too. Keep your voice down and don’t disturb them.”

Fu Lu nodded.

Song Zhi returned to her bedroom.

The thought of Fu Lu staying here tonight made her nervous, and she immediately threw herself onto the bed, rolling around in and out of bed.

……

After taking a shower, Fu Lu entered the bedroom and saw his child rolling around on the bed like a little dumpling.

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile. He casually closed the door and locked it from the inside.

He slowly walked towards the bedside.

Hearing the door close, Song Zhi looked up and immediately saw Fu Lu's naked upper body.

His hair was still wet, with water droplets dripping down the ends, sliding slowly down the lines of his strong chest muscles, and finally disappearing into the towel around his waist.