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Zhou Ai noticed that Chu Yi had started to enjoy taking photos of him at certain times.

Sometimes they take photos openly and honestly, and sometimes they take photos secretly.

"Teacher Chu, are you taking pictures secretly again?"

A hand appeared in front of the camera, blocking it, and a muffled, lazy voice came through the pillow.

The true master of the camera, Chu Yi, put the camera down at the opportune moment when Zhou Ai reached out her hand.

The hand with its distinct knuckles waved in front of the lens, then lazily fell, precisely covering Chu Yi's hand that was holding the camera.

With fingertips still warm from just waking up, she gently scratched Chu Yi's palm.

Chu Yi looked up from behind the viewfinder and met the pair of half-closed peach blossom eyes on the pillow.

Zhou Ai's face was mostly buried in the soft goose down pillow, with only her messy, dark blue hair and a pair of sleepy, watery eyes showing.

"Hmm." Chu Yi readily admitted, and took the opportunity to release the camera. With her free hand, she took the initiative to firmly grasp Zhou Ai's restless hand, and their ten fingers naturally intertwined.

Zhou Ai, having gotten the better deal, feigned innocence, rubbing her fingers between Chu Yi's fingers, her voice still hoarse from the morning and muffled from being buried in the pillow: "Little darling, I want a kiss."

Chu Yi was amused by his straightforward remarks, and leaned closer to him, using her other free hand to brush away the messy stray hairs on his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead.

Her fingertips gently brushed over the almost invisible old scar on Zhou Ai's brow bone.

Not hearing the answer she wanted, Zhou Ai chuckled, grabbed Chu Yi's mischievous hand, pulled it to her lips, and bit it lightly, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

A slight stinging and warm, damp sensation came from her fingertips. Chu Yi subconsciously curled her fingers, but didn't pull them back.

"Born in the Year of the Dog?" Chu Yi asked, raising an eyebrow.

Zhou Aisong opened her mouth, looked at the faint teeth marks, and then licked them soothingly with the tip of her tongue before repeating confidently, "I want a kiss."

This time, Chu Yi didn't make him wait.

Chu Yi lowered her head, and Zhou Ai immediately let out a satisfied hum, tightened her clasped hands, and wrapped her other arm around Chu Yi's neck, deepening the kiss.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, and fine dust particles floated in the air, dancing on the intertwined shadows of the two people.

After a long while, Chu Yi stepped back slightly, her breathing a little erratic. Looking at Zhou Ai, whose eyes were glazed over, she asked in a low voice:

"Are you satisfied now, Teacher Zhou?"

Zhou Ai licked her glistening lips, then smiled smugly, "What if I said... that's not enough?"

Looking at his shameless appearance, Chu Yi finally couldn't help but chuckle, pressing her forehead against his again, their noses rubbing together.

"Greedy," he scolded softly, his tone utterly gentle.

I'm only greedy for you.

Zhou Ai, with a self-righteous air, leaned in and pecked his lips again, "Who told my little darling to be so handsome?"

The warmth of their intertwined lips had not yet dissipated when Zhou Ai, slightly out of breath, looked at Chu Yi, who was so close to her.

The gentle morning light traced Chu Yi's outline, and his usually cool eyes were now misty with emotion, the corners of his eyes tinged with red.

Xu Yang's countless sighs of disappointment and frustration, which had echoed in his ears countless times, now incongruously entered his mind at this moment:

"With Teacher Chu's face and her aura, it's such a waste that she's not in the entertainment industry! What a pity!"

Zhou Ai's fingertips involuntarily touched Chu Yi's cheek, feeling its warmth and smoothness.

Zhou Ai vaguely thought that Xu Yang was right. A childish urge to show off arose in his heart—he wanted everyone to see that this person was his, that he was so good, so handsome.

Later, Chu Yi did indeed begin to appear more frequently in Zhou Ai's work field.

No longer just private recorders, but accompanying her to important public events as a "family member".

Zhou Ai's new music video has been released, which includes a scene with an ambiguous relationship with the female lead.

Although it was just a camera trick, at the premiere, the host deliberately asked Chu Yi, "Teacher Chu, have you seen the music video? Are you jealous?"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Chu Yi took the microphone and said, word by word, "As a family member, I know very well that it's work. And," he paused, looking at the nervous Zhou Ai beside him, "he went home and knelt on a washboard for three days."

The audience burst into laughter.

Zhou Ai immediately grabbed the microphone: "Don't listen to him! It's the keyboard! I'm kneeling on the keyboard!"

Chu Yi, standing to the side, blushed slightly and gently squeezed his palm, signaling him to restrain himself, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Aside from public events, Chu Yi frequented Zhou Ai's recording studio the most. He gradually became an unofficial "unofficial staff member" of Zhou Ai's team.

When Zhou Ai was in the studio, repeatedly working on a high note and getting a little anxious, as soon as he looked up and saw Chu Yi sitting quietly outside the glass window, occasionally looking up to give him an encouraging look, Zhou Ai's heart would instantly calm down.

Xu Yang truly felt that Chu Yi was simply an angel sent by heaven to save his hairline.

Every time Chu Yi comes to the recording studio, Zhou Ai's performance is exceptionally stable and efficient, which makes the entire team's work atmosphere more relaxed and pleasant.

He even secretly gave Chu Yi an unofficial title of "Chief Reassurance Advisor".

Besides providing emotional support, Chu Yi also fulfilled her role as a "family member" extremely well.

He knew that Zhou Ai often forgot to eat when she was working, and that she also had a bad stomach.

So every time he came to accompany me on duty, he would bring an insulated bag containing carefully prepared stomach-soothing meals and warm soup.

Sometimes it's light chicken porridge and side dishes, sometimes it's perfectly baked sandwiches and fruit, and sometimes it's even prepared according to the season, such as soothing rock sugar pears or refreshing mung bean soup.

The items weren't particularly expensive, but the thoughtfulness and care shown made everyone on Zhou Ai's team extremely envious.

Even Xu Yang couldn't resist sneaking a few snacks, and then sincerely exclaimed to Zhou Ai, "You kid, you've had the luck of eight lifetimes!"

While happily eating the lunchbox Chu Yi had brought, Zhou Ai raised an eyebrow smugly: "Envious? If you're envious, go find one yourself."

Xu Yang: "..."

This is impossible to talk about!

Of course, most of the time, their lives don't have that much star power in front of the camera or that focused concentration in the recording studio.

On ordinary days, Chu Yi would still pick up her camera to capture Zhou Ai's silly antics while lying in bed, her clumsy attempts at cooking, her furrowed brows while reading a script, or her lazy moments playing games on the sofa.

Zhou Ai has long been accustomed to the presence of the camera, and has even learned to unconsciously reveal her most natural and relaxed state when taking photos.

In every shot by Chu Yi, Zhou Ai is simply Zhou Ai.

He doesn't have to be sophisticated, he doesn't have to have a professional smile; he can simply be himself.

Chu Yi rarely posts these photos on Weibo anymore; they have become a private collection belonging only to the two of them.

Occasionally, when I look through them, each one evokes a warm and specific memory.

For Zhou Ai, Chu Yi's camera lens is his most reassuring haven.

For Chu Yi, Zhou Ai in the lens is the most extraordinary starlight in his ordinary life.

They support and help each other, and together they safeguard this unique, down-to-earth, and warm happiness in a noisy and glamorous world.

Xu Yang's lament of "regret" had long since turned into "fortunate" in their own eyes.

Fortunately, Chu Yi shines in the medical field, and fortunately, all his gentleness and focus are poured into Zhou Ai without reservation.

"What's so interesting about filming this?"

"But I think you're adorable every single second."