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

Zhou Yinghuai's only skill these days is one thing.

May Zhu Xi's wish come true.

Let her get what she wants.

This allowed her to constantly feel Zhou Yinghuai's power and influence.

He wanted to make up for the regrets and injustices she missed in her childhood.

Now, his wife, the dean, just wants to kiss him.

So simple, so to his liking.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled faintly, his chin slightly lowered, and his right hand gently stroked her hair on the top of her head.

He leaned down into her expectant and passionate gaze, nose to nose, their breaths mingling, each carrying the other's scent.

Zhou Yinghuai had made up his mind. He would never leave her for so long again, and he would never let her cry in her dreams thinking of him.

A short while later, his lips pressed down.

He pressed his lips against those lips that he, too, had longed for for so long.

Zhu Xi, nestled in his arms, was warm and affectionate. Zhou Yinghuai pressed his lips against hers, demanding her domineeringly.

When Zhu Xi first started dating Su Daiqing, she once thought that kissing was a better thing than sleeping together.

Kissing is purer than sleeping together.

The lips are soft, and the tongue is nimble.

The shy moments melted into their bones and blood during their lingering kisses, becoming tender and unforgettable.

For a long, long time.

Zhu Xi's red lips were glistening, and her eyes were moist.

Her fair and delicate fingertips gripped Zhou Yinghuai's elbow.

Zhou Yinghuai tidied the stray hairs on her forehead, then leaned down and kissed her between the eyebrows. "Want to get up and have some water?"

Zhu Xi nodded and rested her head on his arm without moving.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled faintly, "Shall I pick you up?"

Zhu Xi shook her head, her voice hoarse, "Why are you back so early?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Zhou Yinghuai lifted her up, holding her on his lap, and said, "I really missed you, so I ran back."

Zhu Xi's long hair was loose. Hearing his words, she leaned forward slightly and hugged him tightly. "Mmm."

Zhou Yinghuai inhaled the fragrance of her hair and easily picked her up.

She was held in his arms, and they walked a few steps in sync with each other's heartbeats.

Then I heard the sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing.

"Your voice is hoarse." Zhou Yinghuai chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Me too."

Zhu Xi wrapped one arm around his neck, her fingertips touching the bottle cap.

He steadily supported the bottle, and she used the leverage to unscrew it.

Zhu Xi took a sip, and her parched throat was relieved.

Watching Zhou Yinghuai gulp down most of the drink, he slid off him and said, "I see you're enjoying it."

She stopped and took a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator, her usual brand.

Following Zhou Yinghuai's actions, he tilted his head back and drank quite a lot in one go.

There was a two-second pause in the middle, and she even playfully bumped into Zhou Yinghuai.

"It doesn't taste good." Zhou Yinghuai frowned. "I can't quite put my finger on it, the taste is weird."

As soon as she finished speaking, her chattering lips came close again to the bottle she had left, which was about a third full.

Zhu Xi's meaning was clear: drink up, shut up the big boss's disgusted mouth.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled and obediently finished the rest of her water.

Zhu Xi flew through the air in a perfect parabola, and the deflated bottle landed perfectly in the trash can.

She turned around with a haughty look, handed the pink bottle to Zhou Yinghuai, and said, "It must have been a takeout order from them; they didn't finish it."

Zhou Yinghuai was taken aback. Her words made him look like someone who was taking advantage of others.

"Shall I order another case?"

Zhu Xi: "Didn't you say it didn't taste good?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

He hadn't been there for a few days, and when he looked at the refrigerator, it was indeed in disarray, with all sorts of things inside.

"That......"

Zhu Xi sensed his gaze and preemptively closed the refrigerator before he could take any action.

She leaned against the refrigerator door and said, "Big brother, you've come all this way back, don't even think about messing with my refrigerator."

With just one glance, Zhu Xi saw the undisguised urge to clean the refrigerator in Zhou Yinghuai's eyes.

She put one hand on her hip, her dark eyes glaring fiercely at him.

Zhou Yinghuai smiled and pulled her into his arms, gently coaxing her in her ear as if apologizing, "Don't look at me like that."

Zhu Xi playfully punched him with her little fists, scolding, "Am I, a 36D woman, less attractive than those random things in the refrigerator when I stand in front of you?"

The fist struck first in the chest, then moved to the back.

Finally, I gave his firm, powerful buttocks a couple of thumps.

In just a couple of strokes, the pounding turned into loving caresses.

"Sister Xi, you are incredibly charming."

"Hmph, just charming?" she said, dissatisfied. "Doesn't she possess a captivating allure?"

"Yes!" Zhou Yinghuai pinched her cheek. "He is my soulmate."

Overcoming her initial attraction, Zhu Xi found her beloved perfect and gentle, and the love in her heart was beyond words.

Similarly, Zhou Yinghuai was also like that.

My longing is endless; I will live this life to the fullest.

-

As I left the hospital, the sky was ablaze with the colors of sunset.

The entire city of Libei was bathed in golden and ripe red hues.

Towering buildings with glass curtain walls.

Traffic surged, and pedestrians stopped to watch.

Zhu Xi stuck her phone out of the car window and took a picture.

Zhou Yinghuai placed a soft pillow behind her back and asked gently, "Is it comfortable?"

Zhu Xi gave a perfunctory "hmm," didn't look at him, and instead lowered her head to send a message to Zhu He.

Feeling neglected, Zhou Yinghuai came over, not looking at her phone, but simply smoothing down her high ponytail that she had tied when she left the dormitory.

As if making conversation, she said, "Mom is right."

Zhu Xi's attention was still on her phone. "He Mianxin?"

Zhou Yinghuai was short of breath. "My mother."

Zhu Xi paused in her typing, turned her head and smiled, "Sorry, I haven't gotten used to it yet..."

I haven't gotten used to having two mothers.

When the word "mother" is mentioned, He Mianxin is the first person she thinks of.

Even though she doesn't deserve the title of "mother".

Zhou Yinghuai: "It's okay."

He thought, "Wait until the future, until her busy year-long hospital stay is finally over."

When they officially hold their wedding, when he takes her hand, and announces it to the whole world.

Wait patiently.

Zhu Xi, her nose twitching with embarrassment, said apologetically, "Zhou Yinghuai~"

She called him, just by his name, and Zhou Yinghuai understood almost without her saying anything.

"It's okay, we've only registered our marriage, we haven't had a wedding yet."

He pinched her cheek, his voice deep and exceptionally pleasant.

"Sister Xi, wait for me to come and marry you with all the proper betrothal gifts and a grand wedding procession. Then, together, we will respectfully greet our guests and face everyone with smiles."

"I'll wait for you to personally write your name on the marriage certificate, and for me to personally write your name next to mine in the clan register."

"Wait until Ms. Guan drinks the tea you offer and accepts the gift she gives you."

Zhu Xi was stunned. "Zhou Yinghuai, is it only the traditional betrothal ceremony and the ten-mile-long bridal procession?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "?"

"Don't you want to kneel down on one knee and propose to me without a grand sedan chair carried by eight men?"

Zhu Xi cupped his face in her hands. "You didn't even ask me whether the wedding would be Chinese or Western?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "I forgot."

Zhu Xi said outside, "You didn't even ask me whether I prefer a large or small wedding?"