It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

Zhou Yinghuai was completely bewildered, but his handsome brows held the same happy smile as hers.

Zhu Xi was pulled behind his waist by his hand, and the two were closer together.

So close that Zhou Yinghuai could see his own smile reflected in her eyes.

"Your man," he repeated, "Yes, your man. Sister Xi, am I amazing?"

Zhu Xi pretended not to understand, "Amazing? Amazing what? How are you amazing?"

She did it on purpose: "You're not very capable at all in the hospital."

Zhou Yinghuai was amused by her, sighed helplessly, gently tightened his grip on her side waist, and pulled her closer to his chest, lowering his head slightly.

He gently nuzzled her nose, his upturned lips brushing against her cheek as he reached her ear.

He did it on purpose, his voice lingering with a delicate, suggestive quality, as he brushed against her earlobe, his soft breath sending a wave of heat and shiver through her.

"I am yours..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Xi jumped up and took a step back, breaking free from his embrace and control.

Regaining her freedom, she grinned mischievously, "Oh dear, I almost forgot, I came back to get my medicine."

Zhou Yinghuai's smile froze for a moment, and his concerned gaze quickly swept over her.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense. "What's wrong?"

Zhu Xi walked past him nonchalantly towards the dormitory, saying, "Oh, it wasn't me."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yinghuai grabbed his wrist again.

Seeing the worry and nervousness in his eyes, Zhu Xi felt as if a cat had scratched her heart.

A tingling, itchy sensation spread, and an unexpected surge of excitement welled up within me.

It feels so good to be cherished like this.

Zhu Xi, immersed in this gentle and perfunctory approach that was not perfunctory or polite, composed herself.

"It really wasn't me." She laughed, and took Zhou Yinghuai's hand in return, their fingers intertwined, very intimately.

At that time, the sense of security was mutual.

"Zhou Yinghuai, do you think someone as strong as an ox would get sick?"

Zhou Yinghuai seemed to believe her but not quite, and was almost led forward by her.

"A new nurse just joined, and she has menstrual cramps and is allergic to most medications," she said, then, as if afraid Zhou Yinghuai wouldn't understand, added, "You know that menstrual cramps can be treated with medication, right?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "Hmm."

Zhu Xi sighed, "Alas, most men have a prejudice against taking medicine for menstrual cramps."

She looked at him and solemnly explained, "The damage that menstrual cramps cause to the body is far more serious than painkillers."

"So you can tell the men around you to respect menstrual cramps and their freedom to take medication!"

Zhou Yinghuai nodded repeatedly; he knew all of this.

In the two years following her first period, Zhou Lingyi also suffered from severe menstrual cramps.

The family doctor said the same thing as Zhu Xi.

They arrived at the dormitory quickly. Zhu Xi let go of Zhou Yinghuai's hand and went to open the door to find the medicine.

Zhou Yinghuai glanced down at his empty arm, raised an eyebrow, and watched her rummage through drawers and cabinets.

He smiled and stepped into the dormitory.

"You rest, I'll go find it."

Zhu Xi stared at him in surprise. "Do you know where it is?"

Zhou Yinghuai gently brushed away the bruises from her forehead with his fingertips, "I put it there myself, do you think I knew?"

"Sister Xi, I know exactly where your underwear is."

Zhu Xi blushed, snorted, her eyes gleaming arrogantly, her chin haughty, "Then you're really amazing."

Zhou Yinghuai precisely took out a small red box from the middle drawer of the cabinet, opened it, and laid it out in front of her. "I'm amazing."

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. "How impressive?"

She pressed further, "Summoning the wind and rain? Calling a deer a horse? Or...?"

I know where people keep their underwear.

Zhou Yinghuai leaned down and kissed her lips, which were deliberately provocative.

Caught off guard, Zhu Xi's slightly parted lips gave him an opportunity.

The two women engaged in a back-and-forth struggle, and before long, Zhu Xi was at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Zhou Yinghuai did not intend to get entangled with her for too long.

Their lips parted, and Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks, half of her face turning red. "How could you just kiss me like that?"

Zhou Yinghuai raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "You can kiss your own wife whenever you want."

Zhu Xi: This person is here again.

Zhou Yinghuai's eyes were full of tenderness and smiles. "Alright, you rest, I'll go deliver it."

Zhu Xi was stunned by the kiss, thinking that she could make one less trip and was happy to relax.

Zhou Yinghuai left with a box of medicine, pointing to the refrigerator before he left, "There are washed strawberries and cut watermelon."

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Zhu Xi took off her white coat, washed her hands, and stood by the window applying hand cream.

He caught a glimpse of the open drawer out of the corner of his eye and suddenly smiled.

Her smile was beautiful, a smile that went straight to her heart and flowed down her limbs.

Zhou Yinghuai, what a good person.

She ate the washed strawberries, her mouth filled with sweetness and happiness without even realizing it.

Zhu Xi is now full of emotions, has a rich inner world, and looks forward to a bright future.

she laughs.

The quiet, self-satisfied laughter slowly turned into enthusiastic waves of sound. When Zhu Xi had finished laughing, she held the fruit box in one hand and glanced out the window.

Lush greenery and undiminished enthusiasm.

Why is it just different?

My campus romance with Su Daiqing was never like this before.

Entangled in countless threads, impossible to lift yet impossible to put down.

She was immersed in the sweet joy of this unexpected blessing until Zhou Yinghuai returned.

He is tall with long legs and has a handsome appearance.

Just by standing there, he was enough to make Zhu Xi unable to take her eyes off him.

Zhou Yinghuai washed his hands at the door, his eyes still glued to her. "How's the taste of this batch of strawberries?"

Zhu Xi lowered her eyes, picked up one, and said, "It's alright."

Hearing her say it was alright, Zhou Yinghuai quickly washed his hands and asked doubtfully, "Just alright?"

Zhu Xi didn't actually taste anything; the joy of having Zhou Yinghuai overwhelmed her taste buds.

"It's alright" was just a casual remark.

I never expected Zhou Yinghuai to care so much.

"You didn't eat?" she retorted, as was her usual tactic of turning the tables. "It tasted alright to me."

Zhou Yinghuai picked one up, tasted it, and savored the flavor before saying, "My parents and Lingyi have all tried it, and they all said the taste is much better than before."

Zhu Xi chuckled to herself, "Then I'll have another one and savor it more."

"No need." Zhou Yinghuai kissed her cheek again, accommodating her gaze. "I'll have someone research new varieties."

Zhu Xi bit her lip and stepped back, distancing herself from his lips and burning gaze.

"Don't be like this." She was provoked into being reserved by Zhou Yinghuai's direct confession, even though she was usually quite outgoing.

Zhou Yinghuai was amused by her awkwardness, straightened up, and put a little distance between them. "Sister Xi, you have to understand me."

"Understand what about you?"

"My first relationship."

Zhu Xi frowned. "I only had one more time than you."

Moreover, she had never been so accommodating to Su Daiqing before.

Zhou Yinghuai locked his gaze on her and shook his head, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Zhu Xi's heart started racing for no apparent reason.

Unfortunately, ever since they returned to their dorm, they've been busy flirting and saying all sorts of sweet nothings.

Nobody turns on the lights.

Unfortunately, the dormitory door was slightly ajar by Zhou Yinghuai, who was the last to enter.

Some of the bright white light from the corridor shone in, where light and shadow intertwined, a direct expression mixed with a subtle and intense love, blurring the junction into a pale white-gray.

Sometimes gentle, sometimes bright.

The path they came from is gradually being illuminated.

Looking across Zhou Yinghuai's broad, reassuring shoulders, she heard him whisper earnestly, "Sister Xi, this is my first time!"