The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Jiang You has been in a daze these past few days. When he woke up yesterday, he thought he had arrived in the underworld. Now that he is more awake, he can't help but feel a little scared.

Looking at the white ceiling and listening to the conversation between the patient and their family in the next bed, he felt like he had come back to life.

When Feng Ruyu brought in the pot, she saw Jiang You staring blankly at the person in the next bed. Thinking he was hungry, she quickly said, "Don't be envious of others' food, we have some too."

Jiang You turned around, her tone reproachful, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you for so long."

"Didn't I tell you to send money to Chen Zhi?" Feng Ruyu said, somewhat exasperated. "You're not a three-year-old anymore, do you have to be so clingy?"

"Try staying in that kind of place for three or four days and see if you go crazy." Jiang You still doesn't want to recall how he felt back then.

Feng Ruyu sighed, "Those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune. Learn from this lesson, and stay far away from situations like this in the future."

"I won't do it again, I was scared enough just once." Jiang You was genuinely frightened. He looked at the pot Feng Ruyu was carrying, "What did you cook? It smells so good!"

"It's a big pot of mixed stew. The broth and beef ribs were prepared by Chen Zhi's husband, and I added the vegetables and meat slices." Feng Ruyu served Jiang You a bowl and then handed him a steamed bun. "Eat slowly."

Jiang You swallowed hard, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of beef rib, and couldn't stop eating it.

Feng Ruyu wasn't surprised at all when she saw it. "It's delicious, isn't it?"

Jiang You hummed twice, "Delicious."

Finally, Jiang You even finished the soup.

"What does Chen Zhi's lover look like? Is he a good match for Chen Zhi in terms of appearance?" Jiang Youhao was curious about what kind of man Chen Zhi would choose.

Most people probably wouldn't even catch her eye, right?

"A perfect match, a perfect match! Her husband is very tall, I'd estimate he's 1.9 meters. He has long limbs and sharp features, and doesn't look like someone to mess with. Especially his eyes, tsk tsk, just being stared at by him for a few seconds makes his back go numb. They're not only a good match in appearance, but they're also top-notch in strength."

Feng Ruyu recounted the scene, saying, "If he weren't Chen Zhi's lover, I would have doubted whether he was even human."

"Is that exaggerated?" Jiang You was skeptical.

Feng Ruyu said meaningfully, "You'll see when you get there."

"I'll visit them as soon as I'm discharged from the hospital," Jiang You said, somewhat impatiently.

Chen Zhi and Xi Lang were also having dinner, which consisted of freshly baked steamed buns.

The two ate steamed buns while reading books. Chen Zhi was reading a book about formations; having witnessed the power of the Yin Formation, she had developed a greater interest in formations.

Xi Lang was reading books on economics, but it's unclear where he borrowed them from.

After dinner, the two went to wash up one after the other. Xi Lang went to wash up first, then went to bed and sat on the edge of the bed, holding a book and continuing to read. Chen Zhi was still memorizing the formation in her mind. She took off her outer clothes and trousers at the foot of the bed, then took off her undershirt, and only took off her thin undershirt and trousers before rushing to the bathroom.

Her mind was focused on the formation, and she didn't notice that Xi Lang's gaze hadn't left her since the moment she took off her clothes. His dark eyes were focused and serious, his deep gaze sweeping over Chen Zhi.

Only after the bathroom door closed did Xi Lang withdraw his gaze. He smiled silently. Before this, he always thought she was still young and there was no rush. Now, looking closely, he realized he had been blind.

How can this be considered small?

They are clearly ripe.

Xi Lang's Adam's apple bobbed; it was time to enjoy.

Chen Zhi, who was in the bathroom, was completely unaware of this. After taking a shower, she ran out of the bathroom in her pajamas and headed straight for the bed.

She lunged for her own spot, but ended up in a warm embrace.

Chen Zhi paused for a moment, then looked up and met Xi Lang's dark gaze.

For some reason, she felt that Xi Lang's gaze was somewhat dangerous.

Chen Zhi pressed her hands against Xi Lang's chest, trying to escape, but as soon as she moved, Xi Lang tightened his arms, the burning heat making her tremble involuntarily.

"Do you have a fever?" Chen Zhi asked, her face turning red as she asked.

Xi Lang grunted, his voice hoarse, "I have a fever. A surge of internal heat is rising within me, and I can't control it."

"you--"

Chen Zhi felt that Xi Lang was acting very strangely, as if he wanted to devour her.

"Zhizhi——"

Xi Lang lowered his head, and their lips touched, but they didn't kiss.

His gaze was deep and intense, yet also aggressive.

Chen Zhi felt weak under his gaze, and her voice became incredibly soft and delicate, "What are you going to do?"

Xi Lang's eyes grew even darker. He touched her lips and said, "Let's do something between husband and wife."

.......

The bed in the bedroom is made of rosewood; it is very thick and sturdy.

Xi Lang tossed and turned all night, but the bed only shook slightly.

The young man, finally getting his hands on meat, was hooked and couldn't stop. The delicate Chen Zhi whimpered and begged for mercy, but while he tried to coax her, he continued his mischief.

Later, in a fit of anger, Chen Zhi kicked the person off the bed.

Lying on the cold wooden floor, Xi Lang was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "You said you couldn't do it anymore, but you're still quite energetic."

Chen Zhi on the bed didn't respond to him. She just angrily wrapped herself in the blanket and rolled into the corner of the wall.

Xi Lang chuckled even more. He scooped Chen Zhi off the bed and placed her on the sofa. Then he changed the sheets and blankets, pulled Chen Zhi, who had fallen fast asleep on the sofa, cleaned her up, and tucked her back into bed. Only then did he walk naked into the bathroom. His fair, jade-like back and chest were covered in scratches, giving him an inexplicably erotic air.

The two slept until noon. When Xi Lang woke up, Chen Zhi was still in bed, her little face flushed, more beautiful than peach blossoms in March. He couldn't help but kiss her, but was slapped by someone.

With quick reflexes, Xi Lang grabbed the soft little hand and tucked it back into the blanket.

"I'll go cook lunch, and I'll call you when it's ready," he said.

Chen Zhi didn't speak, turned around, and faced him with the back of her head.

Xi Lang smiled, "So easily angered?"

"Beast!"

Chen Zhi cursed under her breath.

Xi Lang laughed out loud, "Zhizhi clearly likes it too."

Chen Zhi fell silent again. It was true that she liked it, but even the most delicious food can be harmful if eaten in excess.

Unfortunately, this person is unrestrained and truly despicable.

Chen Zhi overslept and missed her morning studies. After lunch, she lay lazily on the sofa, feeling sore and weak that she didn't even want to pick up a book.

"Let me tell you about the Tao," Xi Lang said.

Taking the opportunity, Chen Zhi made a request: "Wash my hair while you do so."

Xi Lang laughed. "You have quite a few requirements."

Chen Zhi hummed twice, without denying it.

"Okay," Xi Lang agreed, "Let's continue tonight."

Chen Zhi's face stiffened, and she bit her lip, saying, "Once."

Xi Lang was dissatisfied. "Three times. There's no more than three times, don't you think?"

Chen Zhi: "Okay, I'll do it three times."

Xi Lang: "........"

Failed.

Chen Zhi said smugly, "It's settled then."

At that moment, she had no idea that she would suffer perverted torment from someone that night, and that crying until her voice was hoarse would not earn her any pity from that person.