Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

Fang Yu said, "Your lips are so soft, and so easy to kiss."

"..." Xiao Jingqi's face suddenly froze. He didn't expect her to say something so blunt.

"It's so sweet to kiss, wouldn't it be too much to give it another kiss?"

Fang Yu muttered to herself, and before Xiao Jingqi could react, she had already brought her lips close to his.

Xiao Jingqi's already surprised eyes widened even more. Fang Yu kissed him once and then pulled away.

What she didn't know was that despite her repeated attempts to provoke him, Xiao Jingqi was a normal man.

Fang Yu, who had just stepped back, was pulled back by the back of her head. Xiao Jingqi's affectionate gaze went deep into her eyes, and he kissed her lips.

His kiss was a bit domineering. Fang Yu, whose breath had been mostly stolen, seemed to sober up quite a bit. She patted his chest and broke free.

After his impulsive outburst, Xiao Jingqi realized what had happened, and his eyes darkened instantly, looking somewhat like a child who had made a mistake: "Miss Fang, I'm sorry, I..."

Fang Yu touched her slightly numb lips, her mind indeed becoming much clearer. She asked, "Did I let you kiss me?"

"I……"

Xiao Jingqi panicked immediately because Fang Yu's tone was serious and sounded very angry.

He was at a loss for what to do with his hands, feeling extremely awkward, and was about to offer a proper apology.

Fang Yu suddenly grabbed his chin and said in a domineering tone, "It's only fair to return the favor, I have to kiss you back."

Before the dim light in Xiao Jingqi's eyes had faded, Fang Yu had already kissed him.

This time, Fang Yu was more domineering than him, her youthful energy stealing his breath.

Because she had never kissed anyone before, she never had the chance to learn from someone in her past life.

An ambiguous atmosphere instantly enveloped the two of them. Fang Yu wanted to back away after kissing him enough, but Xiao Jingqi pulled her back by the waist and deepened the kiss.

This time, both of them were very gentle, and the long kiss ended.

Xiao Jingqi hesitated to look her in the eye, but whispered, "Fang Yu..."

Fang Yu rubbed his arms, indicating that he was a little cold. He was also a little anxious, so without thinking much, he pulled the person into his arms, and the two of them were wrapped in a cloak.

After he finished doing all this, he realized that Fang Yu was staring at him intently. He moved his lips, about to speak, but Fang Yu acted first.

She took the hairpin off her hair, placed it in her palm, and pushed it in front of him: "You gave me this hairpin, isn't that what you meant? Help me put it on."

She seemed to say nothing, yet she also seemed to say everything.

Xiao Jingqi's smile deepened as he took the hairpin from her hand and gently put it back on her.

He adjusted his cloak, drawing her closer to him. His voice seemed to carry a sweet undertone as he said, "I really like the cloak you made."

He didn't say anything, but Fang Yu understood everything. Neither of them dared to break the ice.

The night air was a bit chilly. Fang Yu wasn't cold, but Xiao Jingqi whispered in her ear, "It's late and chilly at night, why don't you go back and rest?"

Before he could finish asking, Fang Yu's eyes had already closed, and her breathing was even, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Fang Yu".

Xiao Jingqi gently called her name, and she leaned against his shoulder and fell asleep.

Xiao Jingqi couldn't help but rub her cheek with his fingertips. It was a little cool, and he couldn't help but feel very happy because she could fall asleep, which meant that she was not wary of him.

Although I was reluctant to spend time alone with her, I knew I would catch a cold if I stayed any longer.

He gently touched her red nose with his fingertips one last time, and then slowly picked her up.

Leaving the rooftop, it was his first time visiting Fang Yu's house, and he was also attracted by the novel room layout.

So much so that he didn't know which room was Fang Yu's, and could only carry her around and look for her.

Until I saw a figure standing in front of the window, and from behind, the person's actions could be described as peeping.

Xiao Jingqi stopped in his tracks. The person in front of the window heard the footsteps and turned around. Their eyes met.

Fu Ju frowned slightly, and Xiao Jingqi deliberately lowered his voice and said, "She's drunk, I'll take her back to her room."

Fu Ju glanced at him, then stepped aside and said, "Come with me."

Pushing open Fang Yu's room door, Fu Ju didn't go in, but stood at the door without looking around.

Fang Yu's room was very simple; the dressing table was empty, without a single piece of jewelry.

After placing Fang Yu on the bed and tucking him in, Fu Ju coughed softly at the door, reminding him that it was time to leave.

Xiao Jingqi reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Fang Yu's sleeping face, then turned and left.

Fu Ju immediately closed the door and gestured for him to enter.

Xiao Jingqi took two steps and then stopped, turning back to look at Fu Ju, his tone slightly questioning: "So who exactly are you?"

Because Mo Jiu had investigated for a long time, he could only suspect that he was from outside the pass, but he could not find any other clues.

Fu Ju's tone was cold and harsh: "I've already said, Lord Xiao, there's no need to worry. I'm only doing this to repay a debt of gratitude."

"Is the other party's second daughter also here?" Xiao Jingqi suddenly asked.

The question caught Fu Ju off guard, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He didn't speak, but Xiao Jingqi subtly curled the corners of his lips into a cunning smile, turned around, and strode away.

Fu Ju stood there, turned his head to look at Fang Xin's room, and the words Xiao Jingqi had just said kept replaying in his mind.

Mo Jiu was getting anxious waiting outside, worried about her master's injuries.

Hearing the sound of robes slicing through the air, Xiao Jingqi looked up and saw him flying down from the courtyard wall. As soon as he landed and regained his footing, he staggered forward, clutching his wound.

"Master!" Mo Jiu quickly stepped forward to support him, her expression suddenly changing: "Master, has your wound reopened?"

Mo Jiu was about to reach out when he noticed the extra cloak on his body. He also remembered that it was the cloak he wore when he saved Fang Xin last time.

The extra collar on this cloak looks familiar; it belongs to that black bear from last time.

Mo Jiu's tone was somewhat complaining: "Master, I really don't understand your intentions. You rushed back despite your injuries just to give the hairpin to Miss Fang. Now you're enduring the pain and running here in the middle of the night just to get your cloak back? I can come back another day."

Mo Jiu kept talking until he realized that Xiao Jingqi hadn't moved. He had a bad feeling, his lips trembled, and he slowly raised his head. When he met Xiao Jingqi's deep eyes, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Then he stammered and asked in a low voice, "Master, is...is there a problem?"

Xiao Jingqi endured the pain from his wound and took a deep breath: "Let's go back."

Mo Jiu supported him with one hand, and used the other hand to scratch his head, still thinking about what he had just said. He felt there was nothing wrong with it.

As Xiao Jingqi walked, he shook his head. It was the first time he realized that Mo Jiu's brain was completely filled with mush.