The chief nodded, a hint of appreciation between his brows, "You are very thoughtful. Go ahead, remember to focus on the mission, but don't forget that you are a husband."

Zhou Yanjing saluted, turned around and left the office.

Instead of going home directly, he went to the cafeteria and bought some food from the cafeteria manager.

For dinner, he just had noodles. Shen Liwu was pregnant now and would get hungry quickly. He might wake up hungry in the middle of the night. There was not much food at home, so he had to prepare just in case.

Zhou Yanjing opened the door of his home, holding a bag of fresh ingredients in his hand. The light in the living room was still on, and the warm yellow light sprinkled on the floor of the living room, making it look somewhat cozy. He put the bag on the kitchen table and turned around to see Chen Liwu coming to the door.

"You're back?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yanjing responded softly, his eyes falling on her thin clothes. It was already autumn, and the weather in the mountains was changeable and a little chilly.

He frowned, walked over and pulled her towards the bedroom, "Why are you wearing so little? What if you catch a cold?"

Pulling her to sit down, he found a coat in the closet and put it on her. "You are not in the same shape as before. You can't take injections or medicine. You have to protect your body. If you get sick, you will be the one who suffers."

He glanced at her feet, took a pair of socks from the drawer, and half squatted down: "Put on your socks. Doesn't your doctor always say that the feet are the first heart of the human body? It is important to keep them warm."

Shen Liwu looked down at him, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he obediently stretched out his feet. Zhou Yanjing put on socks for her with deft fingers, his movements were so gentle as if he was protecting a fragile piece of porcelain. His palm was warm and dry, and his fingertips accidentally brushed across her ankle, bringing a tingling sensation.

"Zhou Yanjing, why do you care about me more than my dad? Or do you want to adapt to life with your dad in advance?"

Zhou Yanjing raised his head, his eyes filled with helplessness and doting, "I just don't want you to get sick."

His voice was low and a little tired, but more of it was concern for her. He stood up and ruffled her hair. "Put your feet up there. I'll go close the door and turn off the lights."

Shen Liwu obediently pulled her feet back onto the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, and followed Zhou Yanjing's back with her eyes.

He walked to the door, inserted the bolt, and gently pulled down the switch. The lights in the room suddenly went out, leaving only the hazy moonlight coming in from the window.

Zhou Yanjing returned to the bed, took off his shoes, lifted the quilt and lay down. He turned sideways, facing her, stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms.

Shen Liwu leaned on his chest, his steady heartbeat came to his ears, and his unique scent lingered in his nose, mixed with a hint of sweat and the fragrance of plants, which made people feel at ease.

"You just went to the army. What happened?" She said in a soft voice, as if she was afraid to break the silence.

Zhou Yanjing gently stroked her shoulders with his fingers, and after a moment's silence, he spoke, "The driver will come to inspect tomorrow, and I have to be responsible for his safety. However, there is one more thing——"

He paused, as if considering his words, and said, "The engineer is interested in your research on the venom project."

Shen Liwu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at his face. His outline looked particularly deep under the moonlight.

"Driver? Why are you interested in my little project?"