Young Master Xiao Yatou, don't provoke fire

  Qian Lian Xia rang the doorbell and then quietly waited for someone to open the door. The villa was super soundproof, so you could hardly hear any footsteps or sounds from inside the door, but five seconds later, the big gate was opened by someone.

  Qian Lian Xia didn't even look at the person coming, and immediately gave a big hug, "Aunt Guo, I'm back!" Qian Lian Xia hugged Aunt Guo, who had been working hard for decades in the Qian family, and couldn't help but look around, "Aunt Guo, where are Dad and Mom?"

  "Hey, miss, you're finally back," said Guo, who was in charge of Qian's daily life. As she was suddenly pounced on by Qian Lixia, she felt a lingering fear and anxiety, while quickly pulling her inside the door, and also advising, "Miss, don't come back so late next time, it's not safe for a girl to be out at night, sir and madam were worried about you."

  Qian Lian Xia was lounging on the sofa with her legs raised, leisurely picking up the leftover tea from the side table and drinking it without any concern. "Aunt Guo, didn't you say my dad and mom were worried about me? Where are they?"

  "Eh, my little ancestor," Guo's sister looked flustered and immediately snatched the ceramic teacup from Qian Lian Xia's hand. "Miss, this is leftover tea, it's cold too, you can't drink it, it'll ruin your stomach!" When Guo's sister saw that the teacup was already empty, she suddenly felt a headache and supported her forehead, almost fainting.

  "Hehe," Qian Lian Xia smiled awkwardly, wiping away the tea stain on her lips. "It's okay, it won't kill me to drink this." Qian Lian Xia added fearlessly, then rolled her eyes. "Guo Shu, you still haven't told me yet?"

  "Oh, miss is saying Mr. and Mrs., oh," Aunt Guo stammered, seemingly hard to answer, her dark face strangely adding a hint of dark red, "Mr. and Mrs. are upstairs."

  "Oh. I was wondering, it's so late, these two people who can kiss me in the daytime, why are they still worried about me?" Qian Lian Xia raised an eyebrow and made a playful smile at Guo Shu, thinking to herself, "It's so late, time for bed!" After finishing speaking, she went upstairs with a clang, making the stairs creak.

  Guo's sister looked down at Qian Lian Xia's indignant back, her hands clasped together in prayer for the master and mistress.

  Qian Lian Xia kept the crisp footsteps, then "Dong Dong Dong" knocked on the door, "Dad and Mom, I'm back!"

  The room on the second floor was almost without soundproofing facilities, so the sounds inside could be heard clearly outside. Qian Lixia did not hear the echo that she should have heard at this time, but instead heard the same kind of sound that she had been hearing for 18 years. First, it was the thumping and thudding sound, followed by the creaking sound of the big bed shaking violently, then it was the man's faintly audible coarse gasping and shouting, accompanied by the woman's soft panting and moaning sounds.

  Qian Lian Xia rolled her eyes again, and her parents were at it again. She really couldn't understand how they still had so much energy at their age. Qian Lian Xia smiled mischievously and knocked on the door again, "Dad, Mom, did you hear me? I'm back!"

  The sounds inside continued unabated, not pausing for a moment due to Qian Lian Xia's words, but instead grew even more intense. The creaking of the bed became more violent, mixed with the low moans and heavy breathing of a man and woman, causing Qian Lian Xia's ears to turn red without her realizing it. "Cough cough," Qian Lian Xia awkwardly cleared her throat, her heart racing with anxiety as she continued to knock on the door without fear, "Dad, Mom, if you don't open the door, I'll come in!"

  The sentence was effective, and the creaking of the bed immediately stopped. There were men's unwilling low growls and women's soft and gentle comfort. Senri Natsuya's lips curled up with a devilish smile of satisfaction, and then comforted her fragile little heart one last time.

  The door was roughly opened, and Qian Lian Xia put on a charming smile, flattering her father who was disheveled, bowing neatly, "Good evening, Father. I've come to bid you and Mother goodnight." Ignoring her father's face, which though worn by the years still retained its elegant demeanor, but now had bulging veins due to suppressed anger, Qian Lian Xia felt triumphant and delighted in her heart.

  Qian Jun glared at his daughter with a dark face and gritted his teeth, asking, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

  "Chiren Xia's face was full of innocent naivety, 'Dad, I came to say goodnight!' Where's mom? I have to ask mom goodnight before I can go to sleep!" Chiren Xia's face was almost squished together with a mischievous grin. She peeked into the room, "Where's mom? Dad, aren't you being stingy? Let me ask mom goodnight before I leave, okay?"

  "Your mom is already asleep!" Almost letting his daughter barge in, Qian Jun had to make up an excuse.

  "Dad's cheating, I'm going in!" Qian Lixia wasn't one to back down either, and she squeezed her way in.

  Qian Jun's face twitched with rage as he asked, "What do you want to see your mom for? Are you going to kiss her again, cling to her and sleep with her, monopolize her?"

  Qian Lian Xia listened to the sour tone in her father's words, blinked and explained, "Dad, that's not a kiss, that's a goodnight kiss. And I'm Mom's daughter, so it's normal for Mom to sleep with me!"

  "Goodnight kiss is not allowed, sleeping with you is not allowed. How old are you now? Do you still want your mom to sleep with you?" Qian Junwei vetoed in one breath, with a strong sour taste spreading from his body. "From now on, don't disturb your mother again. If there's anything, just tell me. If I let your mother sleep with you again, I'll make you move out!" Qian Junwei said harshly to his daughter before slamming the door shut.

  Qian Lian Xia was secretly smiling behind the door, her father and mother's relationship is really good, her father is actually still jealous of his own daughter, her mother has her father, it's really, very happy, really, very enviable.

  Outside the window, the vast sky that once stirred someone's heartstrings, but ultimately only became a dowry adorned with ink and brushstrokes. The passion that once burned like fire eventually disappeared into the dark, colorless void, sinking, weighed down by the heart. Unwilling to let go, yet having to let go.

  Qian Lian Xia's eyes dimmed as she gazed at the brightly lit corridor, Lin Ye said it was just for her own benefit, she wasn't really that generous, smiling and letting go, because she had loved, so she would also feel pain. But then again, what did it matter if she had loved?

  Is there someone who doesn't care about her identity and loves mom like dad? Is her happiness at the end of that corridor?

  Butterfly words: The "porridge" in the text is Qian Lian Xia's nickname, which was mentioned in the ending of "President, Don't", I'm afraid some friends haven't read it and are confused, so I'll explain, (*^__^*)