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

Yilong Residence.

Zhou Yinghuai rushed back under the stars and moon.

I was stopped by the security guards patrolling the building on the first floor.

"gentlemen?"

Zhou Yinghuai's face darkened. "Me?"

The anger was palpable, but they were stopped by security guards again.

"Yes, it's you." The security guard, diligently performing his duty, sized Zhou Yinghuai up. "What are you doing here so late?"

Zhou Yinghuai frowned.

I booked the ticket in a hurry, but there were no seats available in business class.

The only ticket was obtained by Chen Nan selling his sexual favors at a high price, and also contributing his WeChat and phone number.

Since birth, Boss Zhou has never sat in such a cramped and tense position.

Next to him was a foreign man whose smell was a mixture of cigarette smoke, alcohol, and some other unidentified odor.

Two tall people were crammed together in a cramped environment, making it difficult to comment.

I rushed back, covered in dust, but before I even got inside, I was caught by security.

Zhou Yinghuai's anger deepened. "I'm going home!"

"Going home?" The security guard scrutinized Boss Zhou again. "He looks unfamiliar."

The air was filled not only with the inky darkness of the night, but also with the lingering smell of Zhou Yinghuai from next door, and his possessiveness towards Zhu Xi while she was drunk.

With a mix of emotions, Zhou Yinghuai, who never liked to use force, made a phone call directly.

"I am Zhou Yinghuai."

"I was stopped on my way home."

Half a minute later.

1:21 AM.

Zhou Yinghuai entered the password, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Not far from the entrance, Zhu Xi lay on her side, her face turned toward the door.

They curled up together and fell asleep.

The lights were off inside.

Only through the hazy vision adorned by the shallow darkness of night, Zhou Yinghuai stood at the door, unable to discern Zhu Xi's expression.

It was impossible to tell whether her sleeping face was peaceful or her brows were furrowed.

Behind him was the bright light of the corridor, and in front of him was the dazzling sunlight that belonged only to him.

Zhou Yinghuai stepped closer, and the entrance door closed gently.

The light blocked out everything from the outside world; in this small home, only he, awake, and she, fast asleep, remained.

Zhou Yinghuai took off his dirty, smelly shirt, and, shirtless, picked the person up in his arms.

Zhu Xi was quite drunk, so she just smacked her lips at the sudden discomfort and found a more comfortable position in Zhou Yinghuai's arms to continue sleeping.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled wryly, then bent down and kissed her high, full forehead.

The kiss lingered for a long time. He looked down at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms. "You dared to drink Qin Huaiyuan's wine? You've got guts!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh.

It seems Zhu Xi hasn't gotten over Qin Huaiyuan's story yet.

Zhou Yinghuai patted her face, his voice sounding both seductive and threatening, but upon closer listening, his words were actually tinged with sarcasm.

"Sister Xi, there are a thousand ways for flowers to bloom, and ten thousand ways for you to love me."

"Why do you have to drink when I'm not in Libei?"

"If you want to drink, I'll drink with you."

Zhou Yinghuai muttered to himself, "He even said he'd make me wash myself clean, and I'll wash myself clean in a bit. You, you, you!"

A drunk man can't get an erection, while a drunk woman remains soft and weak.

He stopped halfway through saying something infuriating.

The person in her arms couldn't hear anything; the greedy kitten was soft and fragrant.

His heart was stirred by the soft, feather-like breaths. Zhou Yinghuai, unable to contain his discomfort, steadily lifted Zhu Xi and placed her on the bed in the master bedroom.

The glass lamp, which Zhu Xi had made by hand, was lit by Zhou Yinghuai himself.

Light and shadow scattered, spreading out patterns of the same frequency on the faces of the two people.

Zhou Yinghuai untied Zhu Xi's high ponytail, and her cascading black hair fell loose.

Black and white intertwined with deep blue, Zhou Yinghuai leaned against her side, his eyes filled with deep affection and tenderness.

He leaned down and gently kissed her lips.

It shifted in an instant, then settled back onto her relaxed brow.

Zhu Xi snorted softly, clicked her tongue, and pulled her hands out from under the covers, unsure of what to do with them.

Without even realizing it, a sharp slap landed on Zhou Yinghuai's face.

Zhou Yinghuai, who had just stolen a kiss from the kitten, was taken aback, then sighed, "Okay, I'm going to take a shower."

He smiled, got up, and took off his pants and underwear as he walked.

He took out his own clothes from the closet where Zhu Xi kept her private dressing room.

My gaze fell on her colorful clothes, and I felt an uncontrollable sense of satisfaction.

The fatigue from the trip to the port city disappeared, and Zhou Yinghuai walked into the bathroom with a smile.

The sound of water continued, the distance grew, and the feelings drew closer.

Zhu Xi suddenly chuckled in her sleep, turned over, and continued sleeping facing inwards.

Ever since He Mianxin secretly replaced the sofa for her, Yilongju has never allowed her or anyone from the Yu family to appear at home again.

The person who helped Zhu Xi tidy up her room and caused any disturbance became the housekeeper Zhou Yinghuai frequently used.

That's why he enjoys the convenience he has today.

Yi Long Ju also has two sets of toiletries, changes of underwear, and outerwear.

Even more surprisingly, in some drawers that Zhu Xi didn't notice, there were condoms prepared by her aunt.

It was my aunt who bought it on her own initiative; it wasn't the brand that Zhu Xi specified.

As Zhou Yinghuai was rinsing his hair, he reached for his shampoo bottle, but just before touching it, he suddenly changed direction and headed straight for Zhu Xi's bottle.

Use her shampoo to make her shower gel.

Finally, the sound of water didn't stop.

The warm steam quickly dissipated in the small bathroom because he had turned the water into cool water.

What should have been a ten-minute shower took Zhou Yinghuai a full half hour to take.

Because his willpower was out of control, Zhou Yinghuai, the powerful figure in control, was unable to control his own body for the first time.

Let him swell and grow tall, let him indulge in his own desires, let him build high-rise buildings.

He leaned against the wall, water droplets running down his high nose bridge, over his collarbone, and into his muscular abs.

Finally, the fire in the forest was saved.

The sound of water stopped, and a figure stepped into the azure light.

Zhou Yinghuai got into bed from the other side and lay down, using his long, wrinkled fingers to brush away the messy stray hairs on her face.

His deep blue eyes gleamed. "Goodnight, my angel."

The azure lights went out, yet the deep affection that filled the master bedroom remained palpable.

Zhou Yinghuai lay on his side with his eyes closed, feeling sleepy as the kitten snuggled into his arms.

Zhu Xi automatically clung to her radar beacon, nestled in Zhou Yinghuai's arms as if she were in the dormitory.

Her forehead rubbed against his chin, her hand rested on his body, and she began to snore again.

-

I slept soundly through the night.

When Zhu Xi woke up, the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming outside the window.

It was a little past 10:30 in the morning.

She yawned, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the creases on the side of the bed, clearly indicating that someone had slept there.

The nausea and grumpiness from waking up vanished instantly.

Zhu Xi ran outside barefoot, leaving the living room empty.

She then ran to the kitchen, and the same thing happened in the kitchen.

no one.

Realizing that her actions were outrageous, Zhu Xi patted her smooth forehead.

She then took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and applied it to her cheek.

She pouted self-deprecatingly, "Zhu Xi, you're really crazy."

At that time, Zhou Yinghuai, who had only slept for three hours and caught an early flight, was also criticized by Lou Yanhui and Sheng Xiali as a madman.

Three men with impressive physiques and powerful presences appeared at Hong Kong Airport, immediately becoming the center of attention upon landing.

As soon as Zhou Yinghuai landed, he turned on his phone and the first thing he did was send a message to Zhu Xi.

Pretend nothing happened last night, and act as if you're away on a business trip, offering normal greetings and well wishes.

Zhou Yinghuai: [Sister Xi, are you busy?]

Zhou Yinghuai: [What do you want to eat today? I'll have someone deliver it to the hospital.]

Zhu Xi had returned to the master bedroom, the curtains were wide open, and she was smelling the lingering scent on another pillow.

Zhu Xi: [What the hell!]

Zhou Yinghuai: [What the hell?]

Zhu Xi: [You little devil!]

Zhou Yinghuai: [?]

Zhou Yinghuai: [I'm not a ghost, I'm your man!]

Zhu Xi: [Zhou Yinghuai, I actually thought you came back last night.]

Zhou Yinghuai suppressed a laugh: [?]

Zhou Yinghuai: [Where did you think I went back to?]

Zhu Xi: [Yi Long Residence, on my bed, sleep with me.]

Zhu Xi: [I can actually smell your scent on my pillow.]

Zhou Yinghuai continued to laugh: "Sister Xi, you're thinking of me."