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

Zhou Yinghuai smiled and pecked her lips. "Yes, I want to take responsibility for you."

Zhu Xi shrank her neck to avoid his intimate advances, laughing softly as she swung her legs around.

"Zhou Yinghuai~"

"Oops~"

"Don't bite me!"

"Take your bite somewhere else, I'm not wearing a turtleneck."

"Oh dear, Zhou Yinghuai~"

Zhu Xi couldn't dodge in time and was spun around several times in his arms.

The dormitory is only so big, and Zhou Yinghuai still has to worry about making sure she doesn't bump into anything.

The two lingered for a moment, as light and shadow bloomed overhead.

The pinkish-red marks on the side of her neck were eye-catching and attractive.

Zhu Xi wrapped her arms around his neck and asked sweetly, "What are we having for dinner?"

"Soup." Zhou Yinghuai carried her to the dormitory entrance again, placing the food bag on her desk. "Should I take care of it first, or should we eat first?"

What difference does it make whether or not medicine is applied to the crisscrossing marks on Zhu Xi's chest?

Old love will always be replaced by new wounds.

For example, right now, Zhu Xi noticed the slight coolness at the base of Zhou Yinghuai's fingers and pressed it against her most vulnerable spot.

Zhu Xi's waist slumped, and she felt somewhat tired.

"Let's eat, okay?"

Zhou Yinghuai deliberately misunderstood her meaning and blurted out a lewd remark, "Which meal should we eat first?"

Zhu Xi's fair face suddenly flushed a rosy hue, "You really..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Xi jumped off Zhou Yinghuai.

I picked up the T-shirt I had just found and put it on, blocking the view of the beautiful scenery from my dog's head.

Looking at the ugly dog ​​head sticking out its tongue, Zhou Yinghuai regretted for the first time that he shouldn't have given her so much freedom when it came to clothing.

However, Zhu Xi liked it so much that she was obsessed with it to an almost obsessive degree.

Zhu Xi sat on the chair with her knees drawn up to her chest. "Husband, let's eat."

The sound of "husband, brother" quickly filled the emptiness that had been building up in Zhou Yinghuai's heart all afternoon.

Happiness is abundant here, all in the unspoken companionship.

Zhou Yinghuai washed his hands, opened the lunchbox as before, and placed the soup beside her.

After a flurry of activity, he didn't sit down.

I washed my hands again.

Zhu Xi took a sip of the soup, thinking he was about to leave, and asked, "Are you going to Huanxi Sha later?"

Zhou Yinghuai, who had just wiped his hands and was about to take out some ointment from his pants pocket to apply the medicine for her, was taken aback and misunderstood her meaning.

Are you kicking me out?

He strode over to the desk in a few steps, placing the ointment on her thick, unread textbook.

"Sister Xi, it hasn't even been three days and you're already tired of me?"

He's still in the beginner village, and many of his skills haven't been unlocked yet.

Zhou Yinghuai wanted to show off, but unfortunately, he didn't have the opportunity.

Zhu Xi ignored his feigned jealousy and sullen wife act and instead applied the unmarked ointment.

"Zhou Yinghuai, you actually came up with the idea of ​​sending me ointment while I was guarding the hospital."

Zhou Yinghuai chuckled, then sat down and dragged the chair closer to her. "My mom specially made this for Lingyi."

"After her marriage," he added.

Zhu Xi understood immediately, and her uncontrollable laughter almost made her fall off the chair, soup and all.

Zhou Yinghuai rubbed his forehead and smiled wryly, moved the soup bowl she was holding on her lap to the table, and sighed.

"Lingyi is careless; she went out for a beauty treatment with my mom."

There were some things that her elder brother, Zhou Yinghuai, could only hint at, "From then on, Lingyi's family always kept this at home. Of course, Lan Qi paid for it."

Zhu Xi, engrossed in listening to the gossip, was completely unaware of the butterfly effect caused by Zhou Yinghuai bringing over this tube of ointment.

It is unknown how Zhou's mother reprimanded her old-fashioned son in the Zhou family's old house, telling him not to use brute force.

Besides feeling sorry for Zhu Xi, Zhou Yinghuai also advised her not to let her take any risks if they didn't plan to have children.

Moderation is essential, and so is showing compassion.

Zhou Yinghuai served her food, and Zhu Xi leaned back in her chair, glancing at the food she wanted, and it would appear in her bowl.

This behavior is similar to that of a spoiled princess in the palace.

Zhou Yinghuai was that old servant, a diligent old servant who served his master.

However, this old servant was exceptionally beautiful and perfect in every way.

It's also a bit more dangling.

Little gadget.

Zhu Xi chewed slowly, and when she got tired of eating, she didn't say anything, but just stared at Zhou Yinghuai.

Look at his eyes, look at his nose, admire his jaw.

My gaze drifted down, lingering for a few seconds on his sharp, sexy Adam's apple.

After she swallowed the two shrimp in her bowl, Zhou Yinghuai asked with a smile, "Want some fish?"

Zhu Xi shook her head and sighed deeply, "It's meaningless."

Zhou Yinghuai rubbed the top of her head, "What kind of fun is Sister Xi trying to have?"

This kind of relaxed and ordinary life of eating together was something Zhou Yinghuai never dared to imagine before.

He is satisfied with the current situation.

Zhu Xi clicked her tongue, looking at his shirt collar. "Why are you buttoning it up so tightly in this heat?"

Zhou Yinghuai glanced down at himself; it was completely covered, leaving no flaws. "It looks better when it's buttoned up tightly."

Zhu Xi frowned and said disdainfully, "Your collarbones are showing, your chest muscles are full, and your skin is fair. You give off a refined and gentle pretty boy vibe. How can others appreciate your beauty when you're buttoning your shirt up so tightly?"

This is quite a novel explanation.

Zhou Yinghuai pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Sister Xi, you can't act like this."

"How?" she asked haughtily, lowering her bent legs.

The chair slid, and her knees touched Zhou Yinghuai's black trousers.

His clear eyes were full of mischievous glint. "What about me?"

Zhou Yinghuai laughed and laughed, "I have always kept in mind the virtues of a husband and have remained chaste for you."

"There's no need for that!" Zhu Xi patted his face lightly. "Be good, give the top-ranking lady a smile."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

"Oh." Zhu Xi's movements became increasingly frivolous, her fair and clean fingertips sliding downwards, scraping against his shirt smoothly. "Coming to a place like this and still want to be a chaste and virtuous man? My good darling, open your eyes and see how many of the people here are truly innocent."

Zhou Yinghuai's vision went black, and in anger, he grabbed her mischievous hand and bit it.

"Zhu Xi, you should go to Qinhuai River less often in the future!"

Zhu Xi refused, "You're dreaming!!!"

She straightened up, pressed herself against the back of the chair, and gently pushed off with her buttocks, causing the chair to slide a little further away.

The distance was just right, not too far, not too close, just enough for her to cross her legs.

Mimicking Zhou Yinghuai's usual movements, he crossed his left leg over his right and rested his chin on his right hand. "Hurry up and take it off! Don't force me to do it myself."

Zhou Yinghuai raised her eyebrows; half of the food she brought was still left, and she hadn't eaten much.

After thinking it over, he asked, "You find it interesting to watch me take off my clothes?"

Zhu Xi clicked her tongue twice and said, "Zhou Yinghuai, my first wish today is for a handsome man to accompany me to dinner naked."

have to.

She had made all her wishes, so how could her powerful husband, Zhou Yinghuai, disappoint her over such a small matter?

He first unbuttoned the top button, and under her intense gaze, he unbuttoned the next one.

"Do you want more?" Zhou Yinghuai gave Zhu Xi one last chance.

Zhu Xi snapped her fingers, impatiently urging, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhou Yinghuai smiled, the corners of his lips turned up, and quickly unfastened the third and fourth buttons.

As he moved, Zhu Xi, who was trying to amuse herself, froze on her face with a smile.