Putting down her phone, Su Yingxue leaned into Tan Zhengchu's arms.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his chest.
Tan Zhengchu held her with one hand and used the other hand to handle work emails on a tablet, looking very focused.
Su Yingxue looked up at him, her eyes falling on his angular face, and couldn't help but whispered, "You look so handsome when you're working hard."
Tan Zhengchu looked down at her, a smile on his face: "Really? Have you seen enough?"
Su Yingxue blushed and punched him lightly: "Narcissism!"
Tan Zhengchu chuckled, put down the tablet, and hugged her tighter.
After a while, Su Yingxue whispered, "Zhengchu, let's go back early. Let Lin Quan check your body again, and urge him to develop an antidote for the virus as soon as possible."
Tan Zhengchu was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I don't want to go back yet. It's very quiet here, just the two of us, I like it very much."
He looked down at her, his eyes full of tenderness: "If you feel bored staying here, I can take you somewhere else. As long as I am with you, anywhere is fine."
Su Yingxue felt warm in her heart, and she leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I'm just worried about your health."
"I know." Tan Zhengchu kissed the top of her head, "But I want to stay with you for a while, just the two of us."
Su Yingxue didn't say anything else, but just hugged him tightly, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat.
The night was quiet, and the moonlight shone through the window onto the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.
Su Yingxue closed her eyes and prayed silently in her heart: I hope time can go slower so that they can enjoy the tranquility and happiness of this moment more.
Tan Zhengchu gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of determination.
He knew that no matter what the future held, he would do his best to protect this hard-earned happiness.
Su Yingxue looked up at the clock on the wall and reminded softly, "Zhengchu, it's getting late, we should go upstairs."
She paused, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I haven't forgotten the bet we made last night. I promised to give you a massage, and I won't go back on my word."
Tan Zhengchu put down the tablet in his hand, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes: "Massage? Why not take a bath together?"
Su Yingxue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No, you wash yourself, I will give you a massage after you finish washing."
Tan Zhengchu chuckled, stood up, and without further ado, picked her up and said, "Objection is invalid."
"Hey! Put me down!" Su Yingxue struggled for a while, but Tan Zhengchu's arms were as firm as iron clamps.
"You've been too tired lately, and I don't want you to toss and turn." She tried to convince him with a caring tone.
Tan Zhengchu looked down at her with a smile in his eyes: "Do you feel sorry for me? Then be obedient."
After entering the bathroom, Tan Zhengchu put Su Yingxue down and turned to adjust the water temperature.
Su Yingxue took the opportunity to move two steps towards the door, but was stopped by Tan Zhengchu.
"Want to run?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone threatening.
Su Yingxue glared at him, but her tone was not harsh: "Stop making trouble, I really don't want to take a shower."
Tan Zhengchu suddenly came closer, gently stroked her cheek with his fingers, and said in a low and seductive voice: "Really don't want to?"
Su Yingxue was amused by his sudden action and couldn't help but push him: "Don't do that, it's itchy!"
Tan Zhengchu took the opportunity to place a kiss on her lips, his eyes full of pride: "Now? Still want to run?"
Su Yingxue blushed and turned her head away: "My skin hasn't been very good recently. Soaking in water will make it worse."
Tan Zhengchu thought about it and took a step back: "Then how about this, you help me drain the water and rub my back, is that okay?"
Su Yingxue curled her lips and deliberately said in a maid's tone: "Yes, Master, I will serve you right away."
Tan Zhengchu was amused by her and reached out to ruffle her hair: "Naughty."
Su Yingxue walked to the bathtub, turned on the faucet, and warm water slowly flowed into the bathtub.
She secretly glanced at Tan Zhengchu and saw that he was taking off his clothes with his back to her, so she quietly took out her cell phone and pretended to answer the call: "Hello? Oh, okay, I'll be right there!"
After saying that, she turned around and ran out.
However, Tan Zhengchu had already seen through her plan. He stretched out his arms and hugged her around the waist.
"Ah!" Su Yingxue screamed and was brought into the bathtub by him.
Water splashed everywhere, and their clothes were instantly soaked, revealing Su Yingxue's exquisite figure.
"Tan Zhengchu!" Su Yingxue shouted his name angrily, with tears dripping down her face.
Tan Zhengchu smiled happily and hugged her tighter: "I'm here, wife."
Su Yingxue stared at him, but a smile couldn't help but flash across her eyes.
The two of them started playing in the bathtub, splashing water everywhere.
Su Yingxue tried to push him away, but Tan Zhengchu grabbed her wrist tightly.
"Stop it! Your clothes are all wet!" she shouted with a smile.
"It's wet, so let's take a shower together anyway." Tan Zhengchu didn't care, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
In the end, Su Yingxue gave up struggling, leaned into his arms, and let the warm water surround them both.
Tan Zhengchu gently stroked her hair and said in a gentle tone: "Are you tired?"
Su Yingxue nodded and closed her eyes: "Yeah, but I'm very happy."
The bathroom was filled with warm steam, and the atmosphere became cozy and peaceful.
The laughter of the two men died down, leaving only the sound of the water flowing gently.
At this moment, it seemed as if all the troubles were isolated, leaving only each other's breathing and heartbeat.
…
Pengcheng, Lin Quan’s laboratory.
Under the dim light, Wei Hao was tied tightly to the bed, his face pale and his breathing weak.
His sleep time became longer and longer, as if he was falling into endless darkness bit by bit.
Lin Quan stood beside the bed, holding a syringe in his hand with a cold look in his eyes.
"This is the strongest sobering agent, Wei Hao, you can't escape." He whispered with a hint of determination in his tone.
The needle pierced Wei Hao's skin and the medicine was slowly pushed in.
A few minutes later, Wei Hao's eyelids moved and slowly opened.
His eyes were empty, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Lin Quan, what do you want to do now?"
Lin Quan looked him straight in the eyes and said in a cold tone: "Hand over the virus formula, and I can make you suffer less."
Wei Hao sneered, his voice hoarse and mocking: "Recipe? You're dreaming."
There was madness in his eyes: "I would rather Tan Zhengchu die than give you the antidote."
"You!" Lin Quan clenched his fists suddenly, and his fingers trembled with anger.
He almost threw a punch, but finally held back.
Lin Quan took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.
He couldn't do it because Tan Zhengchu's physical condition didn't allow it, not to mention that Wei Hao was the only clue now.
"You are so cold-blooded." Lin Quan gritted his teeth and said, "What did Tan Zhengchu do to you that you want to hurt him like this?"
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