"well."

The girl's consciousness had not fully returned, and she gave a vague reply.

Ye Zhou's body trembled instantly.

He was really just joking, though he spoke the truth in a joke.

He was somewhat uncertain, hardly believing his ears, yet he was already filled with excitement at what should happen next.

Of course, he wouldn't actually do anything to An Youhe. Since An Youhe said she would only do things after they got married, he would endure until they got married and then make a big fuss.

It would be nice to feast one's eyes now, or if An Youhe is kind enough, the two of them could even get intimate in the bathroom.

Of course, it was just a simple kiss; after all, he's a real man and wouldn't lose control of himself.

Ye Zhou held the barefoot girl with her snow-white legs tightly, kicking his feet to take off his leather shoes.

"Help me unbutton my clothes."

"Oh." An Youhe, still half asleep, began to unbutton Ye Zhou's clothes one button at a time.

I tried several times, but I couldn't untangle it.

I was so sleepy that my brain couldn't control my hands anymore.

Ye Zhou had no choice but to put the girl back on the bed in the bedroom.

They hurriedly began to remove the restraints from their bodies.

When he reverted to his most primal state and walked toward the girl on the bed.

The girl had her eyes closed and was sleeping peacefully.

Ye Zhou was petrified on the spot.

He got all excited for nothing and even fell asleep. What should we do if he's still so energetic now?

After a long day at work, he's still so energetic; only a boss could be this energetic.

Ye Zhou, unwilling to give up, lay down beside the girl and whispered, "Baby, take a bath before you go to sleep. You won't sleep well like this."

"Smack!—"

Ye Zhou covered his face, and the girl suddenly slapped him as she turned over.

Ye Zhou looked at the sleeping girl and sighed helplessly.

I was originally planning to act like a hooligan, but all that excitement turned to nothing.

Ye Zhou had no choice but to take a bath in a dejected manner, lie down next to the girl, cover her with a blanket, and then put his arm around her waist before falling into a deep sleep.

...

"You and Xiao An are living together now?"

Zhou Ping asked over the phone, her tone tinged with worry.

"right."

"You need to take responsibility for Xiao An. You're already living together, and you didn't even discuss it with your family beforehand. And who is this young man? Are you really sure you want to be responsible for Xiao An for the rest of your life?"

"It's decided. We'll get married when we reach the legal marriage age in our senior year of college."

"Okay, anyway, you have to take responsibility for Xiao An. Cohabitation is very harmful to girls. I think Xiao An is very naive and only likes you. You should also behave yourself outside and not get involved with other women, understand?"

"Don't worry, Mom. Is your son really that bad in your eyes? Once I've set my mind on someone, it's for life."

"Okay, Xiao An might be emotionally unstable because of her grandmother's passing. Please be considerate of her and try to cheer her up. It's always hard to get over the loss of a loved one."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhou went back to work.

My fingers suddenly stopped typing. Thinking of An Youhe, I felt quite sorry for her.

An Youhe was afraid of nothing except thunder, yet yesterday she waited for him to come home behind the door like a lonely little animal.

He thought about it and realized that besides being with him, cleaning, and doing housework, An Youhe didn't seem to watch TV. The TV was just like a decoration, sitting quietly.

Ever since he forbade An Youhe from reading those kinds of books, it seems that An Youhe really hasn't read any extracurricular books anymore.

He now actually hopes that An Youhe will be interested in other things, such as reading erotic books.

After getting off work, Ye Zhou pushed open the door to his home and the first thing he saw was the girl's bright smile.

"You're back!"

An Youhe immediately took the backpack from Ye Zhou's shoulder and placed it on the shelf.

"I made four dishes today, all of which are your favorites."

Ye Zhou glanced at the dishes on the table, which included a mix of meat and vegetables, as well as scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

It was really delicious.

Ye Zhou put down his chopsticks while eating and asked, "Youhe, is there anything you like to do but haven't done yet?"

An Youhe put down her chopsticks, thought for a moment, and said, "I can't remember."

"You must have done this before. Join a club at school, meet new friends, and find your true joy."

Faced with Ye Zhou's serious expression, An Youhe nodded as if she understood but not quite.

Lately, she hasn't been interacting with others much. Apart from the time she spends with Xiao Wei at school, she often stays at home alone or waits for Ye Zhou. She always needs to have something to do. She doesn't know why she's like that; she just doesn't want to be idle.

An Youhe smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go see if there are any clubs I can join tomorrow."

...

During class, Ye Zhou received a message from Xiao Wei.

[Come quick, Youhe is crying in the classroom.]

Ye Zhou turned off his phone and immediately walked out of the classroom, ignoring everyone's stares.

On the podium of the law department classroom, a middle-aged, senior professor wearing glasses was at a loss. He had just been talking about an ordinary battery theft case, yet he had made the young girl in the seat cry? She was even crying while taking notes.

What's so pitiful about thieves who steal electric bikes?

Ye Zhou walked into the classroom and knocked on the door. "Teacher, I'm sorry to bother you."

As Ye Zhou spoke, he walked to An Youhe's side, took her hand, and led her out of the classroom.

The professor immediately shifted the students' attention: "It's alright, let's continue the lesson."

...

An Youhe stood against the wall in front of Ye Zhou, tears streaming down her face.

The girl explained earnestly, "I don't know what happened. I was taking notes and listening attentively in class, but tears just started flowing on their own."

As the girl spoke, she kept wiping herself with her hands.

"Look, I didn't think about anything, and it just started flowing out on its own, and it just kept flowing out."

Ye Zhou wrapped one arm around the girl's waist and wiped away the tears on her face with the other.

"Am I sick, Ye Zhou?" the girl asked in a hoarse voice.

Ye Zhou kept kissing the girl's cheeks and eyes, "No, you're not sick. I'm here with you. You'll be fine after this period of time."

A while ago, An Youhe's mood and condition seemed to be improving, and she always had a faint smile on her face. But that might have been a mask and a disguise. Deep down, she still couldn't accept a certain reality.

Even seemingly strong girls have their vulnerable moments.

Ye Zhou held An Youhe tightly until she stopped crying.

"Would you like to join a club? I'll go with you. Come on, let's check out the exhibition board and see if there's anything fun, okay?"

The girl clung tightly to Ye Zhou's arm, as if grasping at a lifeline.