105: Chapter 105 is great.

Bai Feng quietly went to take a look at her daughter's room. Seeing that her daughter hadn't woken up, she felt slightly relieved and carefully closed the door again.

Returning to the bedroom, she still felt uneasy. Fearing that she might make some noise later, she closed her own bedroom door as well.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaoshuai was still admiring her toys with great interest, she hurried over:

"It's not what you think. These... I was just curious, I bought them for collection."

Saying silly things that even a ghost wouldn't believe, Bai Feng defended herself with a blushing face.

Today, Bai Feng was still dressed like a housewife—casual, relaxed, yet alluring.

He glanced at Bai Feng's favorability in the system: 166 (Acquainted).

Zhao Xiaoshuai had originally thought that since Bai Feng had deleted his contact information, she must have been determined to cut ties with her past self.

But in reality, it seemed she regretted it a little.

At the very least, she hadn't stopped thinking about him these past few days; otherwise, her favorability wouldn't have increased so much.

He turned around and slowly approached the plump young woman, who was at a loss and still trying to defend herself.

"What, what are you doing?"

Compared to panic or fear, Bai Feng's expression looked more like nervous anticipation. Moreover, she kept her voice very low and made no move to turn and bolt out the door.

Zhao Xiaoshuai grabbed her wrist. Her whole body stiffened, and she struggled symbolically, but not with much force.

"Show some respect. If you continue like this, I'll have to ask you to leave."

While she spoke words of refusal, the system clearly showed that her favorability had already risen to 170. It seemed she was also expecting something in her heart.

Without immediately making any more outrageous moves, Zhao Xiaoshuai simply snatched the package she was holding in her hand.

It was the small box he had just delivered.

"What are you doing? Why are you grabbing my things!"

Bai Feng realized what happened, was shocked, and reached out to grab it back.

Zhao Xiaoshuai used a little force, taking advantage of the momentum to pull the lunging Bai Feng into his arms, controlling her with a clamp of his arm.

"Don't look, that really is a curling iron!"

Feeling the plumpness twisting in front of him, Zhao Xiaoshuai was Multitasking as he opened the package.

With his current strength, he didn't need any tools and easily tore open the packing tape in a few seconds.

Very quickly, an artificial organ toy appeared in his hand.

"Is this your curling iron?"

Bai Feng naturally knew what she had bought online. She no longer retorted, just buried her head deep in Zhao Xiaoshuai's chest, too embarrassed to look up again.

By now, Zhao Xiaoshuai had released his arm that was restraining her, but Bai Feng didn't seem to have any intention of leaving immediately.

Lying in his arms, Bai Feng inhaled a few breaths of "the scent of a man." The fire in her heart that hadn't been extinguished for several days burned brighter and brighter.

"Actually, why go through all this trouble? If you have difficulties, just ask me for help. I'm the type of person who is most happy to help."

As he spoke, he laid down gently, taking Bai Feng down with him.

"No."

Zhao Xiaoshuai propped himself up slightly, trying not to put too much pressure on Bai Feng. Hearing this mosquito-like whisper, he asked with a smile:

"Then should I leave?"

For the first time, Bai Feng revealed the face she had been hiding in his chest.

That gaze was like a pool of spring water; there was no hint of refusal.

"Take a shower first."

Bai Feng's bathroom was quite white and also very large.

Naturally, he couldn't rest easy letting Bai Feng wash alone. What if she bumped into something? What if she slipped and fell?

So, he thoughtfully kept helping her, supporting her, and guiding her.

Bai Feng was also very grateful for his help; she performed a kneeling gesture and helped him clean with relish.

The bathroom was a very suitable place for cleaning. Sometimes, if shower gel foam accidentally got on her face, it could be rinsed off immediately.

It was just that the shower gel bottle cap was a bit tight today, and she spent quite a bit of effort to unscrew it, spilling a little.

After helping each other dry off the water, Zhao Xiaoshuai tossed her a white apron he had seen before coming in.

"Just wear this. This apron looks like it was just bought; did you never wear it after buying it?"

Looking at this apron that often hung to the side as decoration, Bai Feng fell slightly into memory:

"When I first got married, I wanted to learn how to cook, but the table full of dishes I made all failed. It was so terrible, Shen Lang dumped it all into the trash can."

"I only wore this apron once. It was actually quite pretty, so I couldn't bear to throw it away."

Holding the apron, she gave Zhao Xiaoshuai an alluring look, understanding his intentions as well.

She put it on with some unfamiliarity.

This apartment of Bai Feng's was about the same size as the one Zhao Xiaoshuai bought for Meng Yawen, and the master bedroom was very spacious.

It was suitable for exercise.

Looking out from the master bedroom window, the scenery was quite nice, though it was a bit shaky.

Last time, in order to cooperate with Bai Feng to make the last little gift for her ex-husband, they hadn't changed their position from start to finish.

Otherwise, it would either reveal too much information or fail to record properly.

Today was the perfect chance to make up for the regrets of that day one by one.

At the beginning, Bai Feng still kept in mind that her daughter was sleeping in the next room.

But gradually, she forgot everything and immersed herself wholeheartedly, cooperating solely based on bodily instincts.

So much so that, when she regained consciousness, she realized that Zhao Xiaoshuai had already carried her into the living room.

Startled, she turned her head and glared at Zhao Xiaoshuai coquettishly.

Bai Feng's kitchen was fully equipped, but it was clear that she hadn't cooked, as everything was brand new.

On the polished stove, one could even vaguely see the silhouettes of two people pressed closely together.

Not having finished touring her home, they moved slowly.

Zhao Xiaoshuai remembered that during his school days, there was a fun event at the sports meet called the three-legged race.

Because this event tied one leg of each person together, moving required good coordination between the two.

The current situation was actually quite similar. The two of them, connected together—although it was two people with four legs—still required a certain level of coordination to move forward step by step.

After touring the whole place, Zhao Xiaoshuai noticed that as they got closer and closer to her daughter's room, Bai Feng would become exceptionally "tense."

She even reached out to cover her own mouth, fearing she might disturb her precious daughter's sleep.

How moving!

Zhao Xiaoshuai couldn't help but stand still, admiring this motherly love, and gave her even more intense support.

Sensing his intention, Bai Feng was also very moved—so moved that she cried; tears uncontrollably soaked the hem of her apron.

Perhaps because they had walked too much, Bai Feng's legs couldn't hold her up, so Zhao Xiaoshuai carried her back to the bedroom.

If you're tired, just lie on the bed for a while.

Bai Feng lay there weakly, burying her face in the soft pillow, while Zhao Xiaoshuai kept taking care of her.

Until a long time later, he poured all his strength into her.

Having received the strength, Bai Feng arched slightly and finally fell heavily back down.

The world seemed to become quiet, and insights into the ultimate truths of the universe filled Zhao Xiaoshuai's mind at that moment.

"Next time Liu Ming asks me that question, I can add a 'Great' to it."