Inside the room, Pani lay alone on his soft bed.

What should have been a tranquil night was utterly shattered by a series of sounds coming from upstairs, throwing his thoughts into disarray.

"Yaoyao..." Pani murmured, his voice so soft it was nearly swallowed by the night, laced with a tremor he himself didn’t notice.

Without warning, a searing impulse surged through him. In an instant, his heart began to pound as if it would burst from his chest.

His cheeks flushed crimson, growing so hot they felt scorched.

In the charged atmosphere, his pair of fluffy rabbit ears twitched from time to time, as if trying to catch the faint yet unbearably alluring sounds—the soft moans of the little female, Yaoyao, from upstairs.

The sound was like an invisible hand, plucking at Pani’s heartstrings again and again.

Fine beads of sweat dotted Pani’s forehead, and every breath he exhaled was scalding hot.

His gaze grew hazy. His long fingers involuntarily lifted the hem of his sleepshirt, and he slowly bit down on the fabric, trying to stifle the sounds that threatened to escape his lips.

The moonlight, soft as water, spilled over him, outlining the elegant lines of his pale, lean muscles.

"Hahh..."

His hands unconsciously clenched the bedsheets. His breathing grew more ragged, his chest heaving violently with each gasp, each one carrying an irrepressible wave of emotion.

Pani bit down hard on the corner of his shirt. The corners of his eyes reddened, and crystalline tears welled up without him realizing.

At this moment, his mind was filled with a single figure—Yaoyao. He called out to her countless times in his heart. ’Yaoyao...’ He longed for her presence so desperately.

His body trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly closed.

However, before he could even catch his breath, new movements came from upstairs.

Pani slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling as an indescribable feeling of emptiness washed over him like a tidal wave.

His gaze was filled with confusion and loss, as if nothing could ever fill the vast void deep in his heart.

His fingers clenched into tight fists. The longing for Su Yaoyao in his heart intensified, burning like a wildfire that raged ever hotter.

...

At the crack of dawn, soft morning light filtered through the thin curtains, quietly spilling into Su Yaoyao’s room.

Su Yaoyao was sprawled limply on the bed like a boneless puddle, too exhausted to even lift a finger.

She felt as if her bones had been taken apart and reassembled, every joint screaming in protest.

Images from last night involuntarily flashed through her mind, and her face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato.

’People really can’t resist a handsome face,’ she thought, filled with regret. ’Why did I lose my head and end up with Reg last night...?’

’And we went at it so many times. What a disaster.’

"Yaoyao~" Reg’s voice, gentle and affectionate, came from the doorway.

He gently pushed open Su Yaoyao’s door. He was wearing a pink apron, giving him a particularly domestic look, and he was bursting with energy—a stark contrast to Su Yaoyao’s exhaustion.

"I’ll carry you to breakfast."

Reg said with a smile as radiant as the spring sun, seemingly oblivious to how much "damage" his "actions" from last night had caused Su Yaoyao.

Su Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and glared at him, a look that said, "You still have the nerve to smile?" But Reg only found her expression utterly adorable and grinned even wider.

When Reg woke up this morning, he felt like a new man. He was bursting with an absurd amount of energy, and his body felt so light he thought he could fly.

He went to get checked and discovered his Rage Value had actually dropped to zero. He knew in his heart it was all thanks to his amazing wife.

Reg carefully lifted Su Yaoyao as if she were the most precious treasure in the world and carried her steadily down the stairs.

Su Yaoyao frowned when she saw the dining table was once again set with porridge made from Snow Spirit Flowers and water infused with Snow Spirit Flowers.

For some reason, the purpose of goji berry tea suddenly came to mind.

Reg, on the other hand, was thinking to himself, ’Of course, I have to make sure Su Yaoyao recovers and replenishes her strength, so we can continue tonight...’

He sat down with Su Yaoyao in his arms. He unfailingly insisted on feeding her personally every day, determined to nurture the little female until she was plump and healthy.

Watching Yaoyao’s pink lips open and close as she ate was incredibly cute.

Reg was finally content after he finished feeding Su Yaoyao.

Only after Su Yaoyao repeatedly urged him did he reluctantly change into his military uniform, leave the house, and head off to deal with matters at the base.

Su Yaoyao watched Reg’s departing figure and let out a sigh of relief.

She glanced at Bai Lian’s room. The door was wide open. She peeked inside curiously and saw no one. ’Looks like he went to the training grounds early this morning,’ she thought.

’I wonder if he heard me and Reg last night...’ At the thought, Su Yaoyao’s face flushed red again, and she silently prayed he hadn’t heard a thing.

Su Yaoyao’s gaze then slowly shifted to Pani’s room next door. The door was shut tight.

She walked over, knocked gently, and said softly, "Pani, are you up? Let’s go to the medical department together." However, there was no response from inside. It was eerily quiet.

Su Yaoyao began to wonder. ’Could he have left already?’ With a hint of doubt, she tried to gently open the door. It was unlocked and swung open with a light push.

The sight that greeted her was Pani sitting on the bed, wrapped tightly in his blanket like a frightened little animal.

He seemed extremely anxious, his whole body trembling slightly. The air was thick with tension.

"Pani, what’s wrong?" Su Yaoyao asked, her voice full of concern.

Pani looked up in alarm, crystalline tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes. The moment he saw Su Yaoyao, it was as if he’d found a lifeline, and his eyes instantly lit up.

Without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist with surprising strength, making Su Yaoyao wince in pain. He pulled her into his embrace, then quickly wrapped the blanket around her as well.

"Yaoyao, I’m so scared... I can’t control myself..." Pani clung to Su Yaoyao, his scorching cheek pressed against the delicate skin of her neck. His hot breath on her skin made her shiver.

He began to sob harder, his voice thick with terror and helplessness.

Su Yaoyao was so startled by this sudden intimacy that she didn’t know how to react, her body stiff as a board.

She could clearly feel Pani’s heart hammering against his ribs, each beat threatening to burst from his chest and pound against her own.

’This doesn’t seem like the usual shy, timid Pani,’ she thought. ’Normally, he blushes just from making eye contact with me, let alone doing something so bold.’