Jing An'an took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked out of the bathroom.

Xiang Hengxi was slightly taken aback when he saw her. He had given the hotel receptionist his size and let her pick out any dress from the boutique in the hotel. He hadn't expected it to suit her so well.

At this moment, her long hair was hanging down, and her cheeks were flushed, making her look gentle and serene.

Jing An'an clearly didn't understand his admiring gaze. She awkwardly fidgeted with the hem of her skirt and walked towards him.

Just as I was about to speak to him, the doorbell rang.

The room service arrived, and I tipped Hengxi before placing the tray on the table.

"You eat first, I'll go wash up." Xiang Hengxi reached out and patted Jing An'an's head before turning and going to the bathroom.

Jing An'an felt uncomfortable, dusted off the spot that had been touched, sat down and opened the silver lid.

It was a steaming bowl of tomato and beef brisket noodle soup, the perfect meal for her after being hungry all night and exercising all night.

She picked up her chopsticks, lowered her head and began to eat, while thinking about how to bring up the topic of last night to resolve things with him.

Xiang Hengxi washed up quickly and came out in a few minutes. He sat opposite Jing An'an, opened his own lid, while hers was much more substantial—a large portion of seafood fried rice.

After he came out, Jing An'an ate her noodles more slowly, looking even more preoccupied.

Xiang Hengxi didn't notice anything amiss. He ate very quickly, and the large plate of fried rice was gone in no time.

After finishing eating, he looked up at Jing An'an and saw that Jing An'an had picked out all the tomatoes and hadn't eaten them, so he smiled and said, "You're so big and still picky about food."

Following the principle of not wasting food, he picked up his chopsticks, took some, and ate it himself. His sister didn't like tomatoes either, and seeing that she always made Xu Ziyu eat them, he thought it was a normal thing between couples.

Jing An'an was stunned. Sharing food was a very intimate thing in her eyes, especially since they were in this kind of environment now. Could he have misunderstood something?

She finished the last bite, wiped her mouth, then pursed her lips, looked up at Hengxi, and said, "I have something to talk to you about."

"It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with you." Xiang Hengxi smiled, looking both rugged and handsome.

He reached out and covered Jing An'an's hand, holding it tightly in his palm, and said seriously, "When are we going to file for marriage?"

When Jing An'an heard his words, she was first taken aback, and then her brows slowly furrowed.

She moved her wrist, pulled her hand back, placed it on her knee, clenched her fist, looked directly at Xiang Hengxi, and said very seriously, "Vice-Captain, I think you may have misunderstood something."

Xiang Hengxi didn't like her calling him that outside the military, as it sounded too distant, so he interrupted, "Call me Hengxi, Brother Heng, or dear, it's fine."

"What I want to talk to you about isn't about how we address each other." Jing An'an almost got sidetracked by him, but then said seriously, "I think your definition of our relationship is flawed."

Xiang Hengxi frowned, not understanding what she was trying to say, and waited for her to continue.

"What happened last night, in common parlance, is called drunken sex. We are both adults and can be responsible for our own bodies. I will not ask you to marry me, or rather, I do not want to marry you, so submitting a marriage application is utter nonsense," Jing An'an said in one breath.