The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"I ate on time."

Fu Hua let him lead her, feeling the warmth in his palm and the slight calluses on his skin, which inexplicably made her feel at ease.

When they reached the car, Xie Ci did not open the door immediately.

He stopped, turned around, and faced Fu Hua.

Their hands were still tightly clasped together.

The streets were quiet at night, and the distant neon lights blurred into a halo.

Xie Ci lowered his head, moved closer to her, and gently brushed his warm breath across her forehead.

His gaze was deep, churning with longing and yearning.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice, tinged with a hint of hoarseness and pleading, reached her ear:

"Huahua... I want it tonight, I really want it!"

Xie Ci's gaze fell on Fu Hua's face, darkening deeply.

They've been staring at it for quite a while, but they show no sign of moving away.

Instead, it tightened its grip even more, like an insatiable beast.

One glance is enough to make your whole body feel hot and your bones feel weak.

Fu Hua replied with only one word: "Okay."

The two quickly returned home, and it was the middle of the night again when everything was over.

Fu Hua glanced at the moon outside the window and sighed.

A hot-blooded young man is not to be trifled with.

Xie Ci pulled her into his arms, tightening his grip, and gently stroked her hair with his large hand.

Her voice was alluring: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Hua shook her head: "No."

"No?"

Xie Ci's lips curled into a roguish smile as he kissed Fu Hua's ear: "So that's comfortable!?"

Fu Hua...

His understanding is not wrong.

"How did I do this time? Hmm?"

He thanked her for her follow-up question, his voice rising at the end, his eyes incredibly seductive.

Fu Hua was unusually embarrassed, her face turning as red as if it were on fire: "You are eager to learn and persevere, of course you have made progress."

"Just progress?"

Xie Ci whispered in Fu Hua's ear, breathing heavily, "Then it seems I'll have to try harder."

After saying that, he put his arm around Fu Hua's waist and pulled her onto his lap: "Let's switch positions and try again."

"Xie Ci, are you crazy?"

Fu Hua gave a playful scolding and pinched his cheek: "That's not how you use an old ox."

"Are you afraid I'm incapable?"

Xie Ci gently scratched Fu Hua's nose: "Sweetie, I need to study a little longer."

Under the moonlight, two shadows were cast obliquely on the wall.

One stood still, while the other slowly approached, their outlines gently overlapping.

Her slender figure stood with her body slightly leaning back, her shoulders rising and falling, and the arc of her falling hair was beautiful and moving.

A hand slowly reached up to the waist, and the figures gradually overlapped.

Further on, the light and shadow became so still that only a slight tremor like breathing remained, and even the shadows softened.

The next day, Fu Hua was awakened by the sunlight streaming in through the window.

She tried to move, but her lower body felt like it was filled with lead, so weak and aching as if it didn't belong to her.

Xie Ci's arm was still around her waist; she was already awake.

I was lying on my side looking at her; her eyes were clear, and she showed no signs of sleepiness.

I don't even know how long I've been watching her!

"What time is it?"

She spoke, her voice a little hoarse.

"9:30."

Xie Ci gently tucked her stray hairs behind her ears.

"I've asked for leave for you. There's nothing to do at the research station today, so have a good rest."

Fu Hua paused for two seconds, then struggled to sit up.

Just as he managed to put his waist to work, he fell back down.

She gave up, leaned back against the pillow, closed her eyes, and calmed herself down.

This guy really is... tireless.

She grabbed a water glass from the bedside table and drank two glasses in a row.

I still can't muster any energy.

Good heavens, even the sacred spring water can't save us.

"What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Xie Ci tucked Fu Hua in: "Want to sleep a little longer?"

What do you think?

Fu Hua blinked and complained, "You seem quite energetic."

"I'm young."

He readily agreed to the thanks, but his hand then wandered to her waist.

He gently massaged it, asking, "Where does it hurt? Let me massage it for you?"

"No need, I'm fine."

Fu Hua quickly dodged Xie Ci's touch, her eyes filled with helplessness.

"I'm not a beast, don't worry, I won't do anything reckless again."

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Xie Ci's lowered brows and eyes, softening his usual sharpness and revealing a rare gentleness.

"Aren't you going to the military base this morning?"

She asked with a smile.

"I took two hours off."

Xie Ci said, "I'll go buy you breakfast first."

Fu Hua turned her head to look at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "When will I be able to eat your cooking?"

Xie Ci thought about it seriously and said, "I'll learn whatever you want to eat."

"Pineapple and Shrimp Fried Rice"

Fu Hua said.

Xie Ci paused for a moment, then looked up at her.

Looking somewhat bewildered, he asked, "Pineapple and shrimp... one is sour and the other is sweet, can they be stir-fried together?"

"able."

"Is it tasty?"

"tasty."

Xie Ci glanced at her for two seconds, mentally processing the ingredients.

Finally, he nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll make it for you next time."

He got up and dressed.

Once the military uniform was on, the previous docility vanished, and the back straightened into a ramrod straight line.

No matter how many times I look at it, her figure is still so beautiful.

Fu Hua lingered for a few more glances.

Xie Ci noticed, raised his eyebrows slightly, fastened his cufflinks, and leaned down to place a kiss on Fu Hua's forehead: "Sleep a little longer, I'll be back soon."

"good,"

The door closed gently.

After expressing his gratitude, he walked through the alleys by Shichahai Lake.

The morning breeze carried a dampness, and the sky was a pale grayish-blue.

At the corner of the alley, a figure flickered.

Xu Jing walked over slowly, her face pale from the morning breeze, and the edges of her eyes were bluish.

When she saw Xie Ci, her previously dim eyes suddenly lit up, and she subconsciously took two steps forward.

Xie Ci also saw Xu Jing.

Without stopping, he paused slightly before continuing forward.

"Thanks".

Xu Jing caught up, her gaze falling on the box in his hand.

His voice was low and slightly hoarse, "You... came to buy breakfast?"

"Um."

He answered with a single word, without stopping.

Xu Jing followed beside him, like a shadow being dragged along.

She opened her mouth, but many words stuck in her throat.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out, "We...haven't seen each other in so long, don't you have anything to say to me?"

He stopped walking after saying his thanks.

The old locust tree at the alley entrance was blown by the wind, and a few leaves fell down.

He turned his head to the side, his gaze sweeping across Xu Jing's face.

It was as bland as watching an insignificant passerby.

"What did you say?"

Xu Jing stood rooted to the spot by that gaze.

She clenched her fingers, her voice trembling slightly: "We grew up together. Before... before you didn't like me, you weren't this cold. Now you won't even talk to me?"

Xie Ci withdrew his gaze, staring coldly at the rising steam from the breakfast stall at the alley entrance.

"Xu Jing,"

His voice was cold and clear, "Don't try anything funny with Hua again."

Xu Jing's face suddenly turned pale.

"The organization disciplined you for what happened last time, so I won't say anything more."

Xie Ci let out a low, hoarse sound, his tone as cold as a knife:

"If there's a next time, I'll make you take off this uniform."

Xu Jing suddenly looked up, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

"Between us,"

His words of thanks were devoid of any emotion: "There was no love, no friendship, just acquaintance. From beginning to end, I have never given you any misunderstanding."

He paused, his voice devoid of any warmth:

"I won't obediently comply with Grandpa's demands either. Don't think you can use your family to coerce me."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at her again and turned to walk towards the breakfast stall.