In the scorching month of June, the blistering sun was baking the earth, the willow branches were drooping listlessly, and the asphalt roads were gleaming with specks of silver under the intense heat.

Ye Changwei was riding her old electric bike, weaving through traffic. The emissions from various vehicles made her feel like she was walking through a giant oven. The only difference between her and skewered mutton was the lack of cumin.

It was past two in the afternoon, the sun was at its hottest. She had just delivered an inflatable doll that looked just like the famous model, Chi-ling. Before she could catch her breath, her mobile phone in her pocket started to ring.

A knockoff phone that wasn’t pleasing to the eye but cheap. She got it for just a hundred bucks at a second-hand market.

"Hello, boss..."

"Changwei, have you finished delivering the doll? Hurry back and deliver the goods."

"Okay, I'll be right back. I'll be there within ten minutes." After hanging up the call, Ye Changwei floored the accelerator.

The exhaust pipe underneath the bike immediately spewed out a puff of black smoke, amidst the cursing of pedestrians, she darted off.

She worked for a novelty toy store and was responsible for deliveries. The harder she worked, the more she earned.

The shop owner was a woman in her forties. She handed her a delivery note, "Everything's here, and the address is on the order, hurry up, the customers want these urgently."

Ye Changwei stuffed the goods into her bag, "Rest assured, it's not my first time making a delivery. When have I ever made a mistake?"

Having said that, Ye Changwei shouldered the heavy bag and hastily rode her near-broken electric bike to make the delivery.

Never in her wildest dreams did Ye Changwei imagine that these tools would be used on herself in the not-so-distant future.

Here at a five-star hotel, she parked her bike and straightened her clothes before she stepped in.

She checked the room number and continued to the very end of the hall until she finally arrived at Room A808. As she rang the doorbell, she began rummaging through her bag.

After a while, the door opened with a 'ding' sound.

"Sir, hello, I'm an employee of 'Dolls' Adult Toy Shop, this is your order of protec– " As Ye Changwei pulled out the delivery order and lifted her head to see the man in front of her, it was as if she were turned to stone.

It had been over three years, could he have finally come back?

It was just a momentary lapse, and Ye Changwei swiftly regained her composure. To her, he was merely a stranger, as they no longer had any relationships.

When Qiao Jingdong saw Ye Changwei, he thought his eyes were playing tricks. More than three years had passed, and the one he yearned for day and night, suddenly appeared in front of him unannounced.

She had changed, her dark, supple long hair had turned into chic short hair, and she was tan. However, in his eyes, she held the same lethal allure.

Ye Changwei pulled out the delivery order, "Sir, could you please sign here."

Qiao Jingdong took the paper from her hand in a puzzled manner, raised his eyebrow slightly, "Six boxes of condoms, three bottles of lubricant, two candles, two pairs of handcuffs, one whip..."

Qiao Jingdong started leaning in closer. Ye Changwei found herself unable to resist his aura, despite all these years, which made her flustered.

Listening to him read the order, Ye Changwei cursed inwardly: she had not expected Qiao Jingdong was now so depraved. Six boxes of condoms, just how many women was he involved with? She fervently hoped he'd soon become oversexed and die a sudden death!

Qiao Jingdong watched her pull out the condoms from the bag, leaning into her ear, "Weiwei, I never expected your tastes to be so intense, but... I like it."

Taking a step back, Ye Changwei was immediately backed against the door by him. She gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, please sign quickly, and after use, could you write a good review on the official website for me, thank you."

She tried her best to control the tone of her voice, because all she felt like doing now was to bite him to death.

The corner of Qiao Jingdong's mouth lifted slightly, "Weiwei, do you really not recognize me?"

"Of course, how could I possibly recognize you?"

“Now let me check. I remember that you have a mole like cinnabar behind your ears, and a birthmark resembling a plum blossom on the left side of your buttock. You....."

"Qiao Jingdong, that's enough!" Ye Changwei growled in a low voice, this man was still as shameless as ever.

"Weiwei, do you remember me now?" Qiao Jingdong smiles like a fox.

He took the goods and examined them carefully. "As for the good review, Weiwei, I have to use it to know whether it's good or not."

Once he finishes, he pushes her into the room, slamming the door.

Ye Changwei gritted her teeth in anger. Her phone rang again, and she saw that it was a call from the sex toy shop. Just about to answer, the phone blinked and there was no sound. She loudly tried to get the phone to respond but it was futile.

With piles of colorful sex toys in front of him, Qiao Jingdong has completely lost patience, and he directly picks her up and throws her onto the bed.

Her phone fell to the ground. The old knock-off phone actually endured the fall, and it surprisingly didn't shatter.

Qiao Jingdong immediately pressed her to the bed and looked down at her. As their eyes met, it was as if a fuse had been lit.

"Qiao Jingdong, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"Do you…."

"You beast…"

Qiao Jingdong's eyebrow furrowed slightly, seemingly in deep thought, "Weiwei, since you call me a beast, wouldn't it be less than a beast if I did nothing?"

Ye Changwei was startled, seeing the fiery passion in his eyes, she screamed, "Qiao Jingdong, I didn't love you three years ago, and three years later, there's even less chance I will fall in love with you".

His mouth curved slightly upward as he pinned her beneath him, "Weiwei, I believe now that love can be made."

In these three years, Ye Changwei's hand-to-hand combat skills had improved a lot. The bed was a flurry of punches and kicks.

Until there was a click, Ye Changwei's hands were accidentally locked to the bed's headboard with handcuffs she had brought.

Qiao Jingdong held that whip in his hand, swishing it around, smiling like a spring breeze, "Weiwei, don't worry, I will be very gentle."