Chen Lu was stunned for a moment before reaching out to turn on the living room light.

I can't let this idiot see my expression after being hit by a critical strike, can I? I need to be more careful in the future. Although this idiot never initiates flirting, when he does flirt passively, he completely drains your health bar.

Who could stand this?

The white ceiling lights up, instantly brightening the previously dim living room, making Chen Lu's eyes feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

He walked slowly to the girl's side and gently pulled her into his arms. "Don't misunderstand, stop thinking nonsense. We agreed to take it slow."

The girl gave a soft "hmm," hugged her knees, and leaned against Chen Lu.

Suddenly, Chen Lu poked him hard on the head.

"Liang Zhirou, you don't trust your boyfriend's character enough."

Chen Lu said irritably, "Doesn't this make me look like a hooligan who bullies an innocent girl?"

However, despite saying that, he still reflected on himself a little.

Although he tried his best to control the progress between the two, he still seemed a bit too eager, which may have made Liang Zhirou feel a little insecure.

Unfortunately, this simpleton is too easy to bully; he never resists except when told not to touch him inappropriately. This leads him to unconsciously become a bit more demanding.

That's really not right. It would be troublesome if that silly guy misunderstood and thought he was just lusting after her body.

All misunderstandings must be nipped in the bud. Otherwise, if they accumulate and are left unresolved, they will act like termites, quietly gnawing away at and eroding the relationship between the two people.

It's too late to realize that the two are only superficially compatible.

As Chen Lu was thinking this, he was about to speak when Liang Zhirou spoke first.

"I'm sorry, I don't distrust you at all. I just don't know what to do."

"Because I don't have any friends besides Miaomiao... I don't know what it's like for other people to be in a relationship..."

Clearly, Chen Lu is not the only one engaging in self-reflection.

Liang Zhirou felt that the girls in her class seemed to think that this was no big deal, but she was both scared and timid.

She couldn't help but wonder if she was the odd one out.

“I’ve said something similar to you before. Every couple has their own way of getting along, and the speed at which things progress varies greatly.” Chen Lu rested his chin on the girl’s head and said gently, “Why should we care about what others do?”

"As long as you're happy, I'm happy, and our relationship is normal."

These kinds of things depend on the mutual willingness of both people. Some people are willing to wait until marriage, while others go straight to sex as soon as they confirm their relationship. There's no comparison between them.

It's all a matter of individual freedom, as long as both parties share the same views and are willing.

In fact, Chen Lu really didn't care about this kind of thing.

Even if we have to wait until marriage, it doesn't matter, as long as it ends up with this silly guy.

And now I'm happy enough just being able to spend every day with Liang Zhirou.

"I should have made progress."

As the girl spoke, she tilted her head back and gently kissed Chen Lu's lips.

Chen Lu smirked, suppressing his urge to tease her, and said with a smile, "Of course, you've been improving all along. But you're already the best girlfriend in the world."

This is already a huge improvement for Hanhan compared to when he didn't even dare to kiss someone's forehead. He's definitely working much harder than he imagined.

"Really?" Liang Zhirou looked at him uncertainly.

"Of course, you may not have seen other people dating, but I have. None of their girlfriends are as good as mine." Chen Lu's expression was very serious; he believed this to be true.

After cuddling for a while, Liang Zhirou looked at the rain outside the window and asked softly, "The meal isn't finished yet. What would you like to eat?"

"Anything is fine, just something to eat is fine."

Chen Lu also turned his gaze to the window, his eyes fixed and somewhat lost in thought.

After a while, Liang Zhirou nudged Chen Lu's chin with her head and asked, "Why are you looking outside the whole time?"

Chen Lu turned to look at her with a smile, "You're even jealous of Lian Yu?"

"No, I didn't..."

"I was just thinking that because you're here, even rainy days seem different."

He put his arm around the girl's slender waist, listened to the sound of rain hitting the window, and slowly closed his eyes.

This feeling of tranquility was something he had never experienced before.

It was unusually quiet; even breathing seemed to have slowed down.

The more intense the thunder and rain outside, the stronger the sense of security felt inside. There was a slightly tipsy, pleasant feeling that was intoxicating and irresistible.

“I feel the same way.” Liang Zhirou stroked Chen Lu’s palm and whispered, “But I feel that every day is different since I met you.”

After saying that, she reluctantly let go of Chen Lu's hand, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Hearing the gas stove whirring, Chen Lu chuckled, turned on his computer, and continued working. He should cherish these days of working from home; if things really get bigger in the future, he'll only be busier than he is now.

However, not long after, he closed his eyes without realizing it and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, there's nothing more comfortable than sleeping on a rainy day.

Liang Zhirou returned to the living room after cooking dinner. Just as she put the hair tie on her wrist like a watch, she saw Chen Lu lying on his side on the sofa, still holding his laptop in his arms.

I think it looks kind of cute...

She tiptoed up to Chen Lu, carefully took out his computer, and placed it on the coffee table.

The movements were light and slow, as if afraid of waking Chen Lu.

Seeing the dark circles under Chen Lu's eyes, she glanced at the time silently, then obediently sat down next to Chen Lu.

I'll let you sleep a little longer.

Looking at Chen Lu's somewhat tired appearance, Liang Zhirou felt a pang of heartache.

She didn't care how much money Chen Lu could earn; she only supported him because this career was his dream.

It's that simple.

A dozen minutes later.

Liang Zhirou sat on the sofa, covered her mouth with her right hand, and yawned widely.

No, if he keeps sleeping, the food will get cold.

"Get up quickly," the girl patted Chen Lu and said softly.

However, Chen Lu still didn't react.

She puffed out her cheeks, squatted down in front of Chen Lu, and suddenly felt playful as she looked at him sleeping soundly.

The girl reached out and pinched Chen Lu's nose, and then Chen Lu opened his mouth.

She had no choice but to use her other hand to cover Chen Lu's mouth, and it worked much better; Chen Lu immediately sat up.

Just as Chen Lu's hand was about to grab her wrist, she swiftly retreated a great distance.

"I hold grudges very much," Chen Lu said in a deep voice, his eyelids drooping, looking drowsy.

"Shall we eat?"

Liang Zhirou timidly squatted behind the coffee table, obediently and innocently offering a suggestion.