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

Zhu Xi puffed out her cheeks, her bright eyes darting around.

Zhou Yinghuai raised an eyebrow. "Something big?"

He pronounced the word "big" heavily on purpose.

Zhu Xi punched him again, "It's important."

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhu Xi paused, making sure he wasn't being inappropriate again, and then said, "My brother plans to propose to Le Zhishi."

"This is a good thing."

Zhu Xi pinched him again, and sure enough, the old fox knew everything. "You're not surprised at all?"

Zhou Yinghuai let her caress him, saying, "Two months ago, I must have been shocked."

But now, he has treasures he cherishes, so what's there to be surprised about?

Uncontrollable lust can be both deadly and devastating.

Zhu Xi stopped, her eyes crinkling into a smile. "Although Le Zhishi is clumsy, she is undeniably beautiful. I agree."

"I agree," Zhou Yinghuai said. "If my wife says one, I will never say two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, or nine."

Zhu Xi scolded playfully, "Are you playing cards?"

It's another bawdy joke, a witty remark delivered subtly.

Zhu Xi bit her lip. "I'll rest, and then we can spar again."

Zhou Yinghuai was so happy he forgot about home, "I didn't think that way."

Zhu Xi: "I think so."

Zhou Yinghuai: "I'd like to too."

The two childish kids were unwilling to back down.

Zhu Xi snorted and covered his mouth to stop him from speaking.

"My brother asked me to find some old photos, and he specifically said I couldn't mail them, so he wanted Lezhi to take them over." Zhu Xi stopped smiling, her beautiful face now full of seriousness. "You're so smart, help me figure out what he wants to do?"

This kind of straight male thinking is too easy to guess.

In a sense, Zhou Yinghuai and Zhu He are the same kind of people.

Once emotions take hold, it becomes direct and decisive, ruthless and ruthless.

"Using old photos for a marriage proposal?" Zhou Yinghuai mocked Zhu He's old-fashioned ways. "Zhu He is 27 years old, but he acts like he was born in 27."

Zhu Xi couldn't refute it; congratulations were indeed a clever move.

Mmm, it tastes just like it did 27 years ago.

"I'll be in the hospital for the next few days, could you help me find it?"

"I?"

"Honey, please? Honey, you're the best."

Zhou Yinghuai solemnly agreed, "Okay."

Zhu Xi smiled, her eyes shining. "The others are easy to find; they're in the album. Just take them out. There's only one I don't even recognize."

"It's okay, I'll find it." He laughed, "Although the CEO doesn't advocate seven days without a reason, the CEO has time."

"Flip through the books on the left side of the wall," Zhu Xi said with a mischievous grin. "My brother said he forgot which book he tucked in the book the day we moved."

She tiptoed and quickly hugged Zhou Yinghuai's head, kissing his surprised eyelids. "Brother Huai, husband, you've worked so hard."

Upon receiving the mission, Zhu Xi fled at lightning speed.

Still the same old thing, only responsible for flirting, not for killing.

Zhou Yinghuai was left completely bewildered, his thoughts unreadable.

Huanxi Sha's study has many books.

Instead of saying "to the left of the book wall," let's broaden the scope and just say "go and browse the books."

Go and browse through all the books on the wall.

What could he do? Zhou Yinghuai gritted his teeth, picked up the garbage bag and Zhu Xi's dirty clothes, and went downstairs to go home.

Mr. Bai, who thought Zhou Yinghuai would stay overnight, was smoking by the car when he saw Zhou Yinghuai come downstairs and immediately guessed what was going on.

"Is your wife having surgery?" Master Bai opened the back door of the car.

Zhou Yinghuai silently got into the car, casually unbuttoning two more buttons. "Turn down the temperature, why is it so hot today?"

Master Bai remained calm and quietly turned the air conditioner up to its maximum setting.

Without asking any questions, I quietly drove the car back to Huanxisha.

On the way, Zhou Yinghuai felt frustrated no matter how he thought about it.

A message was sent to congratulate him.

Zhou Yinghuai: [Fanzhou Technology provides you with tools for marriage proposals.]

Congratulations from across the ocean were being sent to Lezhi Shi who was buying bedding, while his phone kept vibrating in his pocket.

He picked up his phone to unlock it, still holding a corner of the sheet in his left hand, ready to take a picture.

Upon seeing the flood of messages from the same person, his expression changed.

He flung the sheet aside with his left hand and gave a perfunctory question mark in response.

Zhou Yinghuai immediately dialed the phone and waited for the congratulations to be answered.

"congratulate."

"Um."

"I know you were able to change your mindset entirely thanks to Lezhi's 24/7 guidance," Zhou Yinghuai said, switching to his phone. "I also want to make my stance clear: rest assured, I support your proposal to Lezhi even more than Zhu Xi does."

Congratulations! Listen quietly. The waiter has already packed up the things he just selected.

He didn't interrupt, letting Zhou Yinghuai perform the play by himself.

"The timing is important to you, but the proposal is even more important, and the props can't be ignored either." Zhou Yinghuai used a technique of first praising and then criticizing, but quickly added, "However, those old photos won't help your proposal at all."

"Excuse my bluntness, but by doing this, you'll only make Lezhi think you're a country bumpkin."

Congratulations on swiping your card to pay. Zhou Yinghuai paused for five seconds before speaking.

"Go look it up in the book, I need that photo." He said casually, "If you don't look for it, I'll have Xixi look for it."

Zhou Yinghuai: "Don't always order her around. If your fiancée switches shifts with my wife, my wife will have to stay in the hospital for the next ten days to two weeks."

Congratulations, and someone chimed in, "That's perfect, since you're all alone in your room anyway, the night is long, you have plenty of time."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

"You don't need to count the floor tiles of Huanxisha, go look up the Golden House in the book. Boss Zhou, you deserve it."

After saying that, he immediately hung up.

Congratulations! Put your phone in your pocket and say to the shop assistant, "I'd like two sets of those pajamas in the window."

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A house of gold is found in books, a beauty is found in books.

Zhou Yinghuai took a shower and looked at the spacious and flat bed.

Sighing at the ups and downs of life.

Last night I was all warm and cozy with my wife, but today I'll be alone in the empty room as the rain stops.

He was only wrapped in a bath towel, and water droplets rolled down from the ends of his hair.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates his well-defined abs and V-line.

Zhou Yinghuai smelled Zhu Xi's unique scent in the room, turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of cold soda water.

I drank most of it in one go.

He put one hand on his hip, his gaze fixed on the glass tabletop, lost in reverie.

As the cicadas' song faded, ripples spread across the night pond of Huanxisha.

After a while, Zhou Yinghuai felt a sense of exhilaration and youthful vigor, as if he were riding a swift horse in the spring breeze.

He picked up the bath towel and threw it into the laundry basket.

I changed into my loungewear and went to the study to look through gold and jade.

After congratulating him on describing the photo, Zhou Yinghuai copied the original text and sent it to Xiaozhou.

Even in the corner of the AI-generated photo, there was a shadow of Zhu Xi.

The eighteen-year-old girl was graceful and elegant.

A white shirt and a blue pleated skirt, accompanied by campus hymns, give youthful vigor a perfect ending.

Zhu Xi's hair swayed gently, and her skirt fluttered in the breeze.

He performed a grand ceremony in front of the camera.

Zhou Yinghuai looked at his phone, then slowly shifted his gaze to the wall of books.

Tall or short, fat or thin, in all sorts of colors.

He brought over a ladder, ready to get down to business.

Go ahead and look for it.

You should cherish your own wife.

Thinking this, Zhou Yinghuai casually flipped through the book and glanced at the title.

Wow.

【A cold-faced husband and a charming rival】.

Zhou Yinghuai opened the title page and saw Zhu Xi's slightly immature handwriting.

It clearly read, "Wait for me in bed, I'll be right there."

This is Zhu Xi's handwriting, and Zhou Yinghuai could still recognize it even after more than ten years.

He gritted his teeth and flipped backward.

Hey, the gold has been found!