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

The lights of the long night flowed on and on.

In the glazed tile roof, amidst the deep blue light and shadow, figures float.

The wind rises, but it cannot dispel the enchanting and affectionate atmosphere in this room.

Zhu Xi lay on the clean bed and fell soundly asleep.

Zhou Yinghuai felt adrift in the darkness of night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Once the surging emotions had completely subsided, my pulse returned to the level of a healthy adult man.

Zhou Yinghuai then embraced the sleeping Zhu Xi and drifted off to sleep.

The two embraced and drifted off to sleep.

The sun hangs high overhead, under a clear blue sky.

When I woke up, we were embracing face to face, but somehow our chests and backs were pressed together.

Zhu Xi was still asleep by the bedside, wrapped in a thick quilt.

Zhou Yinghuai was only lightly dressed.

He led the people inside a bit, not forgetting to glance back slightly at the empty Milky Way over there.

The Milky Way is vast, flat, and untouched by human hands.

He moved his legs slightly, ignoring the soreness, numbness, and stiffness in his arms.

Light and shadow are recreated.

My mind is wandering, and my thoughts are in a state of confusion.

Emotional resonance based on a soul connection is no longer just empty talk.

Zhou Yinghuai's love for Zhu Xi was no longer superficial, but a deep and ingrained bond.

He will never let go again.

His thoughts ran wild, and Zhou Yinghuai even imagined many future possibilities.

Even if Zhu Xi feels he is old and frail in the future and finds him too old, Zhou Yinghuai will not let go of her hand.

He would control her and relentlessly pursue her.

The fast-sleeping Zhu Xi was completely unaware of Zhou Yinghuai's rich and varied inner thoughts. If she had known, she would have certainly laughed at Zhou Yinghuai's typical masochistic mentality.

He's clearly a domineering CEO, but he insists on acting like a lovesick, insecure husband.

Perhaps it was Zhou Yinghuai's self-doubt that affected Zhu Xi, who turned her back to others, frowned, and hummed softly.

He immediately suppressed his inner turmoil and gently patted her through the blanket.

This patting didn't lull her to sleep; instead, it woke Zhu Xi up.

She snorted, raised her hand first, then her foot, straining her already weak back even more.

With this movement, all her morning grumpiness was directed at her little husband.

Zhou Yinghuai, who had never slept so late before, did nothing but put on a melodramatic act, then got slapped and kicked.

Finally, Zhu Xi turned over in his arms, rested her head on his arm to find a more comfortable position, and then remained still.

Zhou Yinghuai remained silent and dared not move. Only when her furrowed brows smoothed out did he finally burst into laughter.

When he woke up, it was nearly ten o'clock, and Zhu Xi was still asleep.

She drifted off to sleep again in his arms.

He didn't move, quietly looking at the person in his arms.

The scent is Zhu Xi's signature fragrance, a light and delicate jasmine aroma.

Sleeping Beauty showed no signs of waking up, and Zhou Yinghuai watched her for an unknown amount of time.

It should take quite a while.

Because he had thought about it for a long time.

He recalled his first foray into her life when he was invited to the wedding of her so-called best friend.

Zhu Xi slept the whole way to the wedding. When they arrived at the hotel, she told Su Daiqing in front of him that he could wake her up with a kiss later.

Zhou Yinghuai wondered if he could kiss her awake now.

Of course, he only thought about it.

A giant in thought, a dwarf in action.

Zhou Yinghuai then thought back to their first few meetings.

When the two met, they didn't talk much. Apart from eating and drinking, all they did was clean for her.

Zhou Yinghuai had taken care of Zhou Lingyi since she was a child, so doing these things for Zhu Xi was second nature to him.

At that time, he only wanted to fulfill his duties as a husband and try his best to be a qualified husband.

I never expected to have such a tender morning embrace.

As he thought about it, Zhou Yinghuai smiled again.

Zhu Xi, who was fast asleep with her eyes closed, wiggled the toes of her foot that were resting on Zhou Yinghuai's leg. Her sleepy eyes slowly opened, and she happened to meet Zhou Yinghuai's eyes, which were still filled with deep affection.

Their eyes met, and the overwhelming love between them was too intense to contain.

"Good morning," Zhou Yinghuai said with a smile, first kissing her between the eyebrows. "Good morning, my angel!"

"Good morning," Zhu Xi replied, her voice less clear and gentle than usual. "Good morning, my old man."

Zhou Yinghuai hugged her and acted coquettishly, "You're only three years older, that's not old, is it?"

Zhu Xi's eyes darted around, and she snuggled even closer to him.

Zhou Yinghuai pressed further, "Are you bothered by being three years older?"

Zhu Xi laughed, "No, not at all! I'm young and strong, in the prime of my life!"

Upon hearing the praise, Zhou Yinghuai shifted his body, and Zhu Xi, who had been lying on her side, turned onto a flat pillow.

He gently rubbed his nose against hers, asking the question every man would ask.

"Are you satisfied with me now?"

Zhu Xi grinned mischievously, stepping on his calf muscle with her toes. "Not bad, right?"

Zhou Yinghuai mischievously bit her shoulder. "Huh?"

Zhu Xi dodged and begged for mercy, pleading with him to let her go, "Zhou Yinghuai!"

"Zhou Yinghuai, I was wrong."

The old man pretended not to hear and continued to fan the flames.

"Zhou Yinghuai!"

"Brother, dear brother!"

Zhu Xi begged for mercy again, her tone even more coquettish, "Brother, brother, you're too strong! I underestimated you!"

Zhou Yinghuai lifted his eyes, their gazes meeting again. "Am I still old?"

So, this is what he really cares about.

Zhu Xi shook her head, deliberately using a high-pitched, coquettish voice, "Brother is so great! Brother is so amazing!"

Zhou Yinghuai: "?"

"My brother will always be eighteen!"

Zhu Xi is quite formidable.

They have an extraordinary talent for coaxing people into becoming embryos.

Even someone like Zhou Yinghuai couldn't escape her gentle touch.

The two joked around for a while longer, then Zhou Yinghuai ordered food.

He carried Zhu Xi to the bathroom to wash her face, brush her teeth, and take care of her skin.

She didn't lift a finger the whole time, just like a newborn baby.

Zhou Yinghuai helped her apply eye cream, gently dabbing it around her eyes. "What do you want to do this afternoon?"

"I'll do as you say, Boss Zhou." Zhu Xi tilted her head up, letting him serve her. "You can do this too?"

Zhou Yinghuai smiled helplessly, "To be honest, Lingyi just learned how to do makeup, and after playing around, she's too lazy to remove it."

He looked at her beautiful features. "During that time, I was the one who did all the work for her."

Zhu Xi: "You are such a rare and patient older brother."

"Did you congratulate me?"

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. "No."

"So I'll do it all from now on?"

She deliberately let her dangling feet occasionally brush against his leg, saying, "So, shouldn't I repay you? How about this, I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

Zhou Yinghuai held her unruly feet, put away the eye cream, and squeezed some lotion into his palm instead.

Coin size.

Their gazes met, and another intense internal struggle and internal conflict ensued.

The result of last night's first battle is still in the trash can next to her.

It was tied in a knot by Zhou Yinghuai and wrapped with several layers of tissues.

Zhu Xi kowtowed, her head hitting his bare sternum. "Zhou Yinghuai!!!"

"Yes, I'm here."

Every word receives a response, but nothing is done with integrity.

He carefully and meticulously applied the lotion to every inch of her face.

His attitude was serious and upright, devout and clear-headed, like a monk who has attained purity of mind.

Zhu Xi was forced to look at his face.

Overnight, Zhou Yinghuai's chin sprouted bluish stubble.

Returning the favor, she raised an eyebrow. "Shall I shave you?"

Curious, Zhou Yinghuai placed his hands on either side of her, lowering his gaze slightly to meet hers. "You can?"

Zhu Xi retorted smugly, "Anyone can't do skin preparation!"