Qin Lang held Zi Xin by the shoulders and looked at her seriously. There was no confusion or despair in his eyes, only a strong will to fight. So what if he was talented, he still had Xin'er, and also the promise he made to the old man.

Sensing Qin Lang's renewed fighting spirit, a trace of a smile appeared on Zi Xin's face. It gradually transformed into a smile, and her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons once again.

"This is my Big Brother Qin. Alright, let's end the encouragement. Big Brother Qin, let's go to bed."

"Eh …." 'Zi Xin, I've already recovered. I won't give up on myself anymore. I'd better not be making a joke like this.'

Hearing Zi Xin's words again, Qin Lang, who had just been brimming with fighting spirit, choked.

Zi Xin stood up and walked to the bed. As she walked, she unbuttoned her winter coat.

By the time Qin Lang had recovered from his daze, Zi Xin had already crawled into bed. Only her nightgown was left, and her pair of obsidian eyes turned to look at Qin Lang. She purposely shifted her body a little to the side of the bed.

Qin Lang could no longer remain calm. After all, he was a hot-blooded young man. His gaze was still on the bed. Zi Xin looked at Qin Lang's face and secretly smiled as she reached out her hand to pat the bed.

"Zixin, you're playing with fire right now, do you understand?"

Qin Lang pretended to be lustful and stopped stealing glances. His eyes started to stare presumptuously at Zi Xin on the bed.

"Big Brother Qin, just put on airs. If you have the ability, come on up."

Zi Xin's mouth showed no fear. Her eyes were full of teasing as she slightly opened her blanket.

"I'll give it a try. I want to see who will suffer."

This was nothing! He was actually transferred to a drama? As a man, how could he bear with such anger? Qin Lang began to take off his clothes and observed Zi Xin's expression.

Zi Xin maintained a cheerful expression from start to finish, as if she was really prepared for something.

"Did I really go in?"

"Mm, come on."

Qin Lang crawled onto the bed and lay down. Zi Xin moved further in. For a long time, neither of them spoke. Zi Xin, however, was facing Qin Lang, looking at him.

He was a bit confused. What kind of situation was this? He was obviously in the same bed as Beauty, yet he did not even dare to move. Could it be that he was really not prepared? However, in this situation, did men really need to be prepared?!

Qin Lang turned his body and put an arm around Zi Xin. Zi Xin did not resist, but the relaxed look from before was gone. Qin Lang's body trembled slightly and he closed his eyes, blinking his eyelashes.

Qin Lang, on the other hand, couldn't produce that kind of desire. At this moment, he only wanted to gently hold Zi Xin in his arms and he wanted to leave tomorrow, but he didn't want to take Zi Xin's body like this. Even if he couldn't succeed, he had to at least be worthy of Zi Xin.

"Big brother Qin …"

The nervous Zi Xin opened her eyes once again and looked at Qin Lang in shock. Obviously, Big Brother Qin had already hugged her tightly, so why … He whispered.

"Sleep peacefully, don't think too much. Let's talk after I return three years later! "Turn your back."

"Yes."

Zi Xin obediently complied and turned around to hide in Qin Lang's embrace. With a smile on his face, he fell asleep peacefully … I was right.

The next morning, when Zi Xin woke up, there was no one by her side. There was only a letter.