The annual Valentine's night was saturated with an intoxicating blend of sweetness and anticipation. The bustling streets were adorned with couples, their happiness palpable, mingling with the heady scent of roses that filled the air, creating a scene of blissful romance.

Xia Jinsu stepped out of the taxi, her gaze lifting to the opulent hotel before her. She tightened her long wool coat, a delicate smile playing on her charming face. Her smile, tinged with shyness and sweetness, radiated a captivating liveliness and joy.

Unbeknownst to anyone, beneath her knee-length coat, she wore only a thin, low-cut silk nightgown, and beneath that, nothing at all. As she followed the crowd towards the hotel entrance, passing the fountain and the rows of fragrant rose bushes, her heart began to race uncontrollably the moment she stepped into the lobby.

Tonight, she was ready to give herself completely, holding nothing back.

Since starting university, she and Qin Haochen had been together for nearly four years. Throughout these years, despite Haochen's overt hints and sweet words, she had always held onto her last line of defense, not wanting him to think of her as a frivolous girl. But today, she had finally decided to give in, to offer herself entirely to him.

The long corridor seemed endless, the dimmed lights specially adjusted for Valentine's Day casting a warm, ambiguous glow over the hotel. Xia Jinsu lightly patted her flushed cheeks, trying to calm her wildly beating heart. It's okay, she told herself, it's just about getting closer to Haochen, nothing to be nervous about!

Her steps slowed as she reached room 1801. Haochen had said that this night would be their most precious and beautiful, and after tonight, they would be together forever.

Her heart pounded even more fiercely than before, as if it might leap out of her chest. Xia Jinsu stared at the closed door for several seconds, a sudden unease washing over her. She shook her head, pulling the room key from her coat pocket.

The room was empty. She walked slowly inside, hearing the sound of water from the bathroom. Through the frosted glass, the vague outline of a man's robust, naked figure was visible. She glanced quickly, then turned away, her face burning red from head to toe.

Haochen was here. Taking a shower! This realization made Xia Jinsu clutch her coat tightly, sitting down on the bed like a startled rabbit, facing the large floor-to-ceiling window that took up an entire wall.

The window reflected her current state of flustered shyness, her cheeks a tempting red, her clear, lively eyes seemingly on the verge of tears. At this moment, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Would Haochen like her like this? Xia Jinsu lowered her eyelids, suddenly remembering Haochen's words on the phone before she left, "Susu, remember to wear nothing under your coat! Once you're in the room, take off the coat. If you're shy, you can hide under the blanket first."

The abrupt cessation of the shower water snapped her out of her thoughts. Without a second thought, Xia Jinsu pulled the blanket over herself, covering from head to toe.

The room was already heated, and with her heavy coat on and a thick blanket over her, Xia Jinsu felt waves of heat rushing to her head, making her dizzy.

After waiting quietly for a while and hearing no one approach, she cautiously lifted a corner of the blanket. The faint hum of an electric razor reached her ears. After a long internal struggle, she finally slipped off her coat under the blanket and gently tossed it outside the bed.

Haochen would never expect her to be so obedient, would he? Xia Jinsu thought with a mix of sweetness and shyness, biting her red lips. She then pulled the blanket down slightly, revealing her smooth, fair shoulder. A delicate silver heart-shaped necklace rested on her collarbone—a token of love he had given her.

The click of the bathroom door opening made Xia Jinsu snap her eyes shut, her hands gripping the blanket tightly.

Despite having mentally prepared herself, she was so nervous that her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Soft footsteps padded across the carpeted floor, stopping abruptly by the bed. Xia Jinsu kept her eyes closed, feeling an overwhelming pressure closing in. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her wrist as someone gripped it tightly.

"Who are you? How did you get here?" A deep, magnetic voice, slightly hoarse from the shower, carried an unmistakable tone of authority and coldness.

No! This wasn’t Haochen’s voice! Xia Jinsu’s nervousness and shyness vanished instantly, replaced by shock. She opened her eyes wide and turned her gaze toward the figure by the bed.