Compensation?

Lu Yan hugged the girl in his arms, who was trying so hard to cheer him up. His voice was still a little hoarse, but the suffocating self-reproach he felt was gradually dissipating in her soft words.

However, when she heard Lu Yan call her "idiot" again in that nasal voice, Aemeath, who had been rubbing against his neck like a little kitten, suddenly stopped.

She suddenly raised her head, a hint of spoiled anger flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Who are you calling a fool!"

Aemeath gave a huffy "Hey!" and then made a move that caught Lu Yan completely off guard.

She cupped Lu Yan 'Lu Yan face in her hands, leaned in, and bit his cheek.

It was described as a bite, but there was absolutely no pain.

Because Aemeath didn't use any force at all; it was more like she opened her small mouth and gently, with a hint of punishment and coquetry, took a piece of soft flesh from the side of Lu Yan's cheek into her mouth with her soft, warm lips.

Her warm mouth enveloped his skin, and he could even feel her wet little tongue gently brushing against his cheek, bringing a tingling, heart-fluttering sensation.

"Ugh... Waaah..."

Because she had Lu Yan's cheek in her mouth, Aemeath's voice became muffled, but it had a cute, slightly fierce quality to it.

Lu Yan was taken aback by her sudden action, his eyes widening slightly as he looked at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his.

Aemeath stared intently at him, her eyes filled with a stubbornness.

"If you continue to blame yourself and feel guilty, it means... it means you don't consider me your girlfriend!"

Aemeath mumbled indistinctly, even with a slight lisp, enunciating each word with great force, attempting to deliver an ultimatum to Lu Yan in this somewhat endearing way.

Her slender arms, which were wrapped around Lu Yan's neck, tightened, as if to say: If you dare to show that heartbreaking expression again, I will bite you and never let go.

Lu Yan looked at the cute little pink cat in front of him, trying to distract himself.

How could he not understand?

She wasn't really angry; she just cared about him too much.

I was afraid he would be trapped in that long, lonely memory and unable to escape it, afraid that the heavy sense of guilt would crush him.

For Aemeath, all the suffering she had endured in the past had vanished the moment she found him.

What she couldn't bear most was seeing the man she loved cry and be sad because of her.

So she used the most direct, even somewhat clumsy, method to forcibly pull him out of the abyss of self-blame.

"Okay, I'm not blaming myself anymore."

Lu Yan's face finally regained that familiar gentle smile.

He raised a hand, his warm palm gently covering the back of Aemeath's head, stroking her long pink hair tenderly.

He turned his head slightly to meet her gaze, and promised in an incredibly firm and affectionate tone:

"I swear, I'll never make that face again. Let's not talk about the past anymore."

Hearing Lu Yan say that, Aemeath's tense little face finally relaxed slightly.

She slowly released her lips from Lu Yan's cheek, her pink lips still glistening with moisture.

She gave a satisfied hum. "That's more like it. If you still dare to treat me like an outsider and feel like you owe me anything, I'll really get angry."

Looking at her adorable, feigned sullen expression, Lu Yan's smile deepened.

He straightened up slightly, lowered his head and leaned closer to her, giving Aemeath a tender kiss on her fair and delicate cheek.

"Since my girlfriend has spoken, of course I must obey."

Lu Yan's lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, "I'm not blaming myself anymore. But those years you missed because of me, those moments of loneliness you endured alone... From now on, I will give you my all, working twice as hard, to make it up to you."

This kiss, and this weighty promise, acted like a fuse, igniting the already rising temperature in the suite from the contact of their skin.

Aemeath felt a burning sensation at the base of her ears, and the tingling sensation quickly spread from Lu Yan's kissed cheek to her entire body.

The feigned ferocity in her golden eyes vanished, replaced by an unyielding tenderness and a thin layer of mist.

"Compensate?"

Aemeath stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Lu Yan again, tilting her head slightly so that her delicate and charming face was right in front of Lu Yan's breath.

Her eyes sparkled, and she said in a soft, sweet voice, "So... how does A-Yan plan to make it up to me?"