"Xiao Yue." Mo Siyu, who had already been enduring enough hardship, felt almost overwhelmed as Tang Yue teased him.
His deep eyes, appeared even more profound than usual.
Tang Yue put her hands on his shoulders, lifted her head slightly to meet his gaze. She had just leaned in, not yet speaking, when she felt a force on her back, and suddenly, she was embraced in his arms.
"Don’t ignite the fire." Mo Siyu’s husky voice sounded, tightly holding her even though he knew it didn’t help calm his body quickly, but he couldn’t bear to let go of her delicate, soft body.
It was hard enough waiting for the weekend, but he was busy every day, even though Tang Yue came to the squad, they didn’t have much time together.
"I can put out the fire," Tang Yue responded in a weak voice.
Mo Siyu’s body trembled slightly, he slowly released his hands, his forehead resting against hers, his deep eyes staring into hers, he said, "Do you realize what you’re saying?"
"Um." Tang Yue nodded almost imperceptibly, her words were spoken and there was no taking them back, she simply went all out and said, "After all, in this lifetime, you will only marry me, and I will only marry you, so we might as well start early..."
"No." Mo Siyu silenced her next words with his lips, a kiss light as a dragonfly touching water, quickly pulling away, he said, "Xiao Yue, although I really want us to be officially together soon, I don’t want you to get pregnant so early."
Tang Yue looked at him blankly.
A slight smile appeared on Mo Siyu’s lips, he said, "If you really care about me, on your twentieth birthday, let’s go get our marriage certificate, alright?"
"Um." Tang Yue nodded, in front of her was Mo Siyu’s handsome face and his doting smile.
Mo Siyu held her tightly, as if he was holding the whole world.
"Doesn’t holding me the whole time make it more difficult for you?" Tang Yue’s weak voice came from his chest.
"I’m willing to bear the discomfort," Mo Siyu held her tight, no one spoke again, until his body gradually calmed down and returned to normal, he then released his hands, facing Tang Yue’s concerned look, Mo Siyu couldn’t help but laugh and joked, "Xiao Yue, shouldn’t you work on strengthening your body?"
"I do run."
The topic jumped too quickly, Tang Yue didn’t understand the implication of his words.
After a moment, facing his meaningful gaze, she realized what he meant by strengthening the body.
She glared at him fiercely, pushed him away, and sat down far from him on the sofa, saying, "I’m not talking to you anymore."
She casually picked up the sketchbook beside her and focused on drawing.
"What would you like for dinner? I’ll bring it back for you," Mo Siyu leaned over and asked.
Tang Yue looked at him suspiciously.
Mo Siyu didn’t wait for a reply, and said on his own, "There are no crayfish now, but there are other shrimps and clams, all things you like, and I can buy some beef too, how about that?"
"Are you going to the city?" Tang Yue asked instead of answering.
Mo Siyu nodded, "Yes, I’m making a trip, but I’ll be back in the afternoon."

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