The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

The car was filled with the aroma of rice wine. Xia Qiuran, who was in a daze, leaned back in the passenger seat.

Lu Zhenghan was worried that she was not comfortable, so he adjusted the seat for her and fastened her seatbelt.

No sooner had the seatbelt been fastened than Xia Qiuran's body began to twist, and her pink lips pouted slightly.

"It's so tight."

"Is the seatbelt too tight? Let me adjust it again."

Seeing that Xia Qiuran looked very uncomfortable, Lu Zhenghan leaned over and pressed down in front of her, wanting to readjust the tightness of her seatbelt.

If Xia Qiuran still retained a shred of consciousness just now, she was now sitting in the passenger seat as if she had been drugged.

They couldn't even tell who the person in front of them was, or whether this was their past life or this one.

"Mommy, Mommy."

In her hazy state, Xia Qiuran seemed to be dreaming of her mother before she passed away in her previous life.

Her mother was so seriously ill, and all she wanted was to buy two yuan worth of painkillers, but Zhao Feng beat and scolded her.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I was too weak."

With reddened eyes, Xia Qiuran hugged Lu Zhenghan in front of her as if he were her mother, a tear of self-reproach and grievance falling from the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhenghan, who was adjusting the seatbelt, was startled and froze for a moment by the sudden hug.

He felt a pair of soft arms encircle his neck, and a warm, soft body pressed tightly against him.

His previously calm heart suddenly went out of control, his chest pounding like a drum. Lu Zhenghan held his breath, trying his best to stay awake.

"Xia Qiuran, you're drunk. Relax, I'll take you back to your dorm."

"No, I'm leaving if I let go of you."

"Mom, I don't want you to leave."

Xia Qiuran closed her eyes and tightened her arms.

The soft yet stubborn voice left Lu Zhenghan at a loss for what to do.

Lu Zhenghan's well-defined knuckles gripped the sides of the seat tightly, trying his best to maintain his last shred of rationality.

"Your mother won't leave, and neither will I," Lu Zhenghan said in a low voice, trying his best to comfort her.

"Really?" In her dream, her mother was gently stroking Xia Qiuran's forehead, a warmth that Xia Qiuran had felt for a long time.

"Mmm," Xia Qiuran responded softly.

"That won't work either."

Xia Qiuran held on even tighter, unwilling to easily let go of this long-awaited moment of happiness.

Her slender fingers caressed Lu Zhenghan's back as she tilted her head back, her eyes glazed with intoxication.

Looking at the dazed appearance of the person beneath him, Lu Zhenghan felt a surge of panic rising uncontrollably in his heart.

His deep eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, his back straightened with cold, hard lines, and his long breaths were heavy with suppressed tension.

"Xia Qiuran, let go! You're not thinking straight right now, we can't do this."

Whether it was because he was bracing himself too hard on the seat or because the car was too stuffy, large beads of sweat slowly trickled down Lu Zhenghan's cheeks.

Lu Zhenghan turned his head slightly, and the two of them almost touched nose to nose. Xia Qiuran's arms around his neck were still exerting force, and the distance between them was compressed to an extremely close level.

The surrounding air seemed to stagnate and become scorching hot. His Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly, his breathing gradually became rapid, and his lean waist couldn't help but tremble.

Staring directly at the face so close to his, his blood rushed to his head, and he looked away for a second, feeling as if his heart would explode if he looked any longer.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed by.

Lu Zhenghan quickly turned around and saw that it was a patrol team member wearing a red armband.

At that time, social order and discipline were strictly enforced. If a man and woman were found alone together without a marriage certificate, they would be treated as hooligans.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Lu Zhenghan quickly broke free from Xia Qiuran and turned off the car windows and all lights, pretending that no one was there.

There are no streetlights on this street, and if you don't look carefully, you absolutely cannot see whether there are people inside the car by the light of a flashlight alone.

"It's so tight, so hot."

Xia Qiuran murmured as she gripped the seatbelt in front of her, her chest heaving.

Lu Zhenghan had no choice but to temporarily unbuckle his seatbelt.

Xia Qiuran took a soft breath, and seemed to relax a lot.

As the usual people entered, Lu Zhenghan leaned back in his chair and silently observed the view outside the window.

Now that Xia Qiuran was no longer restrained by the seatbelt, she was like a restless kitten, swaying from side to side.

"Shhh."

Lu Zhenghan didn't dare to speak loudly, but made a gesture to Xia Qiuran, who was drunk, but Xia Qiuran didn't notice at all.

With the car windows closed, the temperature inside the car gradually rose. Xia Qiuran subconsciously reached for her shirt collar and pulled it open, revealing her fair and delicate skin underneath.

Then he collapsed onto Xia Qiuran's lap.

Xia Qiuran's posture was just enough to avoid the sight of the patrol personnel, so Lu Zhenghan didn't bother with it for the time being.

The temperature was unbearably hot and humid. Xia Qiuran, lying on Lu Zhenghan's lap, kept adjusting her position, but no matter how she adjusted it, she couldn't find a comfortable position.

Xia Qiuran wanted to get up, but at that moment, she saw that the patrol personnel had already walked to the car. At such a close distance, if a figure suddenly stood up inside the car, it would definitely be discovered.

Lu Zhenghan could only temporarily suppress Xia Qiuran.

Feeling uncomfortable, Xia Qiuran subconsciously started grabbing at the things around her.

Her soft little hands wandered aimlessly and caressed Xia Luzhenghan's abdomen.

It's so hard, what is this?

Xia Qiuran, still somewhat dazed, was a little confused.

It was very hard and had sharp edges, like a chocolate bar that had been licked.

A smile crept across Xia Qiuran's lips; it had been a long time since she had eaten anything so delicious.

Looking back, she had earned some money from gathering herbs and bought herself a piece of candy. It was bittersweet, fragrant but not cloying, truly the best candy she had ever eaten.

Xia Qiuran couldn't help but increase the pressure on her hand, her fingertips slowly tracing the deep lines, one, two...

That's a huge piece of chocolate! It must taste amazing!

Lu Zhenghan's body was like a bow stretched to its limit, his chin slightly raised and his Adam's apple bobbing twice.

"Don't move," he said in a very low voice.

Xia Qiuran, who hadn't heard a thing, had already moved her finger to the bottom.

My fingertip suddenly pressed down.

Lu Zhenghan's body trembled involuntarily, accompanied by an almost inaudible low gasp.

"Stop, Xia Qiuran."

Lu Zhenghan's breath brushed against the top of her head, incredibly hot.

It's so hot, the chocolate is going to melt.

Xia Qiuran's mouth unconsciously moved closer...

The fingers touched the strings little by little, slowly, like playing a zither.

Lu Zhenghan froze, not in a realistic way, but like a beast suddenly bound by chains, his muscles tensing instantly, every inch of his skin feeling like a branding iron.

His body was in a contradictory state. His upper body was stiff like a string stretched to its limit, while his waist and abdomen leaned forward slightly, as if it were an instinctive reaction. Lu Zhenghan tried his best to restrain himself and pull back to this state, but his body seemed to be out of control.