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

Zhu Xi's childhood memories are too ingrained; she thinks that washing dishes with her husband is the most heartwarming thing in the world.

Having just experienced it once, I realized it was nothing special.

She also felt a little regretful.

I regret letting God do things that are only human.

Too easy to lose favor.

Especially that pile of broken bone china.

Zhu Xi sat on a stool in the bathroom playing with the foam, while Zhou Yinghuai washed her hair behind her.

She has long, thick hair.

Zhou Yinghuai squeezed another pump of shampoo into his palm, rubbed it to create foam, and then sifted it through her hair.

Zhu Xi swayed slightly, glanced at their naked, pale bodies in the mirror, and said, "Should I cut my hair?"

"Why cut it off?" Zhou Yinghuai didn't look at her, but gently pressed and rubbed her hair with his fingertips.

"It's too long," she pouted. "It's hard to wash."

Zhou Yinghuai then looked up and met her eyes in the mirror. "What's the use of me as a husband? I might not be good at washing dishes, but I can definitely wash hair properly."

As he spoke, his hands began to move again.

As he rubbed and scratched the top of her head, Zhu Xi tilted her head back slightly.

She half-closed her eyes and said coquettishly, "As expected, half of the wonderful memories from childhood don't count."

Zhou Yinghuai carefully rinsed the foam off her forehead with the showerhead. "For example?"

Zhu Xi chuckled, "Like washing dishes."

"Oh?"

"Instead of washing dishes together, let's take a shower together!" she answered frankly, without hiding her desire.

Zhu Xichao gently patted his thigh, "Zhou Yinghuai!"

He paused when she called out.

Zhu Xi turned around under his control, and the two faced each other.

Zhou Yinghuai said indulgently, "Stop fooling around, or you'll get it in your eyes and feel uncomfortable."

"Just bear with it, it'll be over soon." He said in a low voice, as if he were coaxing a child.

Zhu Xi is a master at ruining the mood and situations. "The way you talk is just like my dad."

She raised an eyebrow and actually called out, "Dad?"

Zhou Yinghuai paused, then heard her mischievously call out, "Dad?"

Zhu Xi's face was wet, and she wore no makeup, yet she was exceptionally beautiful.

Her slightly reddened eyes stared at him like a kitten's.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yinghuai endured it again and again, ignoring her provocation. He leaned down slightly, loosening his grip on her hair a little, but not letting go completely.

Zhu Xi lowered her eyes slightly, then puffed out her cheeks and stared at him again, "Was I too bad?"

"You just realized that?" Zhou Yinghuai sneered, intensifying the force he had just released.

I thought the meeting would get straight to the point, but she only let me kiss her a few times.

As the two, dressed in white, tangled on the ground, Zhu Xi, who was dazed from Zhou Yinghuai's kisses, put her hands on her chest and kicked the fierce Zhou Yinghuai with her knees.

"Zhou Yinghuai, come up here." Zhu Xi swallowed hard, trying to moisten her parched throat. Her voice trembled slightly at the end.

The added weight on my body cast a shadow over me.

Zhu Xi tilted her head and wiped away the glistening beads of sweat from Zhou Yinghuai's nose with her fingertips. "I want to take a shower first."

The most tantalizing kind of flirting is the kind that lacks any rhyme or reason. A smile played at the corners of her eyes. "Want to take a shower together?"

Zhou Yinghuai pecked her lips, which she was deliberately teasing, then reached his large hand behind her and gently pulled her up.

Zhu Xi straddled him, hanging from his neck, pressed her ear to his heart, and listened intently to his heartbeat.

It was fast, chaotic, and urgent.

"I just wanted to wash it," she said playfully, then looked up at his restrained eyes. "Could you wash my hair for me, Brother Huai?"

"it is good."

And so, the meeting didn't get straight to the point.

Most of the foam was washed away, and Zhou Yinghuai's body showed no abnormalities.

He is very good at enduring.

Zhu Xi asked with her eyes closed, "The surgery you performed left no scars!"

After asking the question, his hearty laughter was full of mockery.

Shampoo boy Zhou Yinghuai gritted his teeth, "Congratulations!!!"

Zhu Xi wrapped her arms around his lean waist and abdomen, rubbing her cheek against his abs softly, "It's a doctor's occupational hazard, Brother Huai, don't be angry."

Zhou Yinghuai was short of breath; it was his occupational hazard.

Zhou Yinghuai squatted down as he washed his long hair for the first time.

"Sister Xi, listen to my advice."

Zhu Xi bent her knuckles and scraped the area below her eyelids.

He opened his eyes and asked, "What are you trying to persuade me of?"

Zhou Yinghuai raised his eyebrows, "When you become the dean, you must get straight to the point in meetings."

Zhu Xi reacted for a second and quickly understood what he was referring to.

"A good leader avoids tedious and verbose preliminaries!"

Zhou Yinghuai mastered the art of language with exquisite precision.

Zhu Xi suppressed a laugh, raised her foot and kicked, and the half-squatting person fell to the floor.

"A good leader also avoids using physical force," Zhou Yinghuai said, grabbing her foot. "And using your feet!"

Zhu Xi snorted, threw herself into his arms, and cupped his handsome face in her hands. "Brother A-Huai, I was wrong."

"What did you do wrong?" Zhou Yinghuai traced circles on her waist with his fingertips. "Tell me!"

Zhu Xi pouted and looked down at him.

This little face, though clearly seductive and alluring, gives off an air of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.

Zhu Xi was adept at teasing him with a mix of truth and falsehood, and Zhou Yinghuai never got angry, simply going along with it.

"Fine, if you won't tell me!" He paused, lifted her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Then, be bold, passionate, and please me without reservation!"

"Alright!" Zhu Xi shouted, "Coming!"

Soon, the bathroom was filled with a beautiful, misty atmosphere.

The melodies of Yunshui are unique and have their own distinct style.

The night will end.

The warmth remains unchanged, flowing gently onward.

-

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Zhu Xi continued to sleep by the bedside, with Zhou Yinghuai following behind her.

The two woke up almost at the same time.

Zhu Xi turned around in his arms, her eyes still half-closed, her chin resting on his chest. "What time is it?"

"7 o'clock." Zhou Yinghuai patted her back. "Want to sleep for another ten minutes?"

Zhu Xi rubbed her face against his chest, unable to sleep and unwilling to let him go.

"Didn't you go for a run this morning?" she asked.

Zhou Yinghuai hummed in agreement, "I overdid it last night, so I'm taking a break today."

Zhu Xi's lips curved into a smile, as did the corners of her eyes.

The meeting, spanning darkness and dawn, connected two days at once.

From 12 o'clock to 1 o'clock, only two hours, but it makes the difference of two days.

Zhu Xi remained silent. Under the cool blanket, she stepped on his calf, moving it up and down.

"I didn't have time to make breakfast, so Xi-jie, will you just have some bread and milk?" Zhou Yinghuai kissed her forehead. "You don't come home often, so how about we hire a cleaning lady to clean up, okay?"

Zhu Xi slowly opened her sleepy eyes. "I'll go eat at the hospital cafeteria."

"You can arrange a part-time cleaner," she said, taking a sniff. "Why are you being so subservient?"

Zhou Yinghuai chuckled, "I'd like to have another meeting with Dean Zhu in the future, but I wouldn't dare to be presumptuous."

Zhu Xi: "?"

"I'm afraid of being stripped of my right to attend the meeting!" he added. "Admitting my mistake early won't hurt me."

Zhu Xi frowned; how could her spirit have become like this?

She snorted and covered his mouth, "I don't want to, I don't want my Ah Huai brother to be a simp!"

Zhou Yinghuai licked her palm, a greedy green light gleaming in his deep eyes.

Zhu Xi laughed, her shoulders shaking, "Alright, alright, I quite like you being a simp, Dad?"