Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

The light on the bedside table was still dimly lit.

Cen hope blinked, then froze on the spot.

Tonight, right now?

Why so suddenly?

Her heart, which had been pounding wildly in her chest, suddenly began to beat again. She was still a little dazed. "But the injury on your leg..."

"It's okay."

Shang Hanzhou kissed the corner of her mouth, appearing somewhat restrained.

His large palm, which had been gripping her slender wrist, moved down to her soft waist.

He carried the person out of the bed.

"Sit up."

That way, his leg injury won't be a problem.

As soon as he said that, Cen hope's face turned bright red. She stammered and lowered her head, feeling his imminent attack, and her hands and feet went slightly numb.

"I won't……"

Shang Hanzhou chuckled lazily, "I don't know either."

In the dimly lit room, the two stared at each other for a while.

Shang Hanzhou squeezed her hand again. "Let's learn slowly together, okay?"

Cen hope subconsciously bit her lip, and after a long while, she exhaled deeply.

We'll have to face this day sooner or later anyway.

There's nothing to hesitate about.

She closed her eyes and hummed in agreement.

The pajamas were stripped off and thrown on the floor.

Cen hope knelt on one side, and Shang Hanzhou stretched out his arm, opened the bedside table on his side, and took out a small box from it.

It's the same box I bought at the convenience store last time, unopened.

In the darkness, he leaned against the headboard, the sound of unpacking the packaging bag unusually clear.

Her hand was gently grasped. "Come here."

My fingertips began to tremble.

Her breathing grew heavier and heavier. Cen hope pinched her palm, forcing herself to calm down.

She is a doctor.

Having seen many human organs, Shang Hanzhou had nothing to be ashamed of, and he was no exception.

She pursed her lips, took it from his hand, and said, "Okay."

Shang Hanzhou groaned.

"Tell me if you feel unwell."

The man's low, husky voice reached her ears as he repeatedly kissed the corners of her lips soothingly.

Cen Xi initially tried to appear calm.

But later, he couldn't bear it any longer. It was different; he was very different from those he had read about in books.

She sobbed and bit his shoulder.

Physiological tears streamed down his cheeks, soaking the muscles that bulged from his extreme excitement.

……

next morning.

While Cen hope was eating breakfast at the dining table, she was still yawning, and there were very obvious bluish-gray dark circles under her eyes.

Aunt Fang was stunned.

"Madam, did you not sleep well last night?"

He usually wakes up full of energy, but today he looks like someone has drained all his vitality.

Cen hope took a bite of the steamed bun listlessly, nodded, and said, "I didn't sleep well."

She doesn't remember exactly what time she went to bed last night.

All I know is that I bought that tool kit at the convenience store, and all three of them are used up.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Shang Hanzhou finally held her as they fell asleep.

That was the first time they had slept in each other's arms since they started sharing a bed. Before that, she would always hug her fox doll by herself, and neither of them would cross the line on the bed.

But last night, I couldn't care less about that.

Cen hope continued yawning and finished the last bite of the steamed bun in her hand. At this moment, Shang Hanzhou came out. He was wearing a white shirt today, which made him look much younger compared to his usual black shirt.

Aunt Fang exclaimed, "Oh! Mr. Shang, you look so energetic, completely different from your wife."

Hearing his footsteps approaching, Cen hope tensed up uncomfortably.

She lowered her head and took a sip of soy milk. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man sit down opposite her and say "Good morning" in a slightly hoarse voice.

Shang Hanzhou paused slightly as he drank his coffee.

"uncomfortable?"

Cen hope turned her face away, touched the tip of her nose, and coughed lightly twice.

"fine."

Shang Hanzhou asked in a deep voice, "How did you feel last night? Did I hurt you?"

He was so serious, it was like he was conducting a survey.

Fortunately, Cen Xi had already finished the soy milk in her cup, otherwise she would definitely have choked.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Fang, who was standing nearby, immediately smiled knowingly and pretended to be very busy before heading to the kitchen.

"Mr. Shang, Madam, please talk first. I just remembered that there's still some cleaning to do in the kitchen."

Cen hope puffed out her cheeks and cupped her face in her hands.

"You really want to know?"

Shang Hanzhou lowered his head. "Of course."

"Not good."

Cen hope answered truthfully.

Both of them were doing this for the first time and had little experience. They even spent a long time finding the right spot. He had no skills at all and just kept his head down and worked hard, his muscles stiff as a board.

It really caused her a lot of suffering for a while.

Shang Hanzhou immediately tightened his sharp jawline, his expression serious, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I will try my best to improve."

He has always had a strong learning ability, so this was not a difficult task for him.

it's wired.

Early in the morning, the two of them were here seriously discussing this topic.

Cen hope found it increasingly strange, especially considering Shang Hanzhou's current state; surely it hadn't affected him?

After thinking for a moment, she added, "It still has an 80."

After all, the capabilities of the tools are what they are; even if they're not great, they can't be that bad.

Shang Hanzhou's cold and handsome face looked even colder and harder because of these words. So far, he has never received a single answer sheet with a score of only 80.

In his view, this was a failing grade.

"I will strive for a perfect score."

He casually uttered this sentence, with a hint of certainty in his voice.

Cen hope covered her face. Why did he seem to be taking it even more seriously?

She put down her cup, stood up, and said, "I'm going to work now."

If the discussion continued, she felt that he would drag her to the bedroom again to prove it.

"etc."

With a deep, resonant voice calling her name, Shang Hanzhou strode toward her.

Cen hope looked at him, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"Stretch out your right hand."

He looked serious, even more so than when he said he wanted to get a perfect score, as if he were doing something extremely important.

Cen hope unconsciously straightened her attitude after being influenced by him. Although she didn't understand why he suddenly asked her to reach out, she did as he said.

Her hands are the kind that are naturally suited to holding a scalpel.

With long, slender joints, rosy fingertips, and neatly trimmed nails that are white with a rosy tint, she appears very healthy.

Shang Hanzhou gripped her fingers.

Cen hope blinked.

The ring-shaped object with a cool texture suddenly and firmly slipped onto her ring finger.