Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

Zhou Zhi was woken up by the servant early in the morning to wash up. When she went downstairs, she saw a pile of things on the table in the living room.

At that moment she thought it was Pei Heng who came home.

Father Zhou saw Zhou Zhi peeking out from the stairs and immediately stopped him as he was about to slip back to his room: "Xiao Zhi, where are you going?"

Since she was discovered, running back would make her look guilty, so she had to shake her head and said, "I didn't run. I forgot to take something and wanted to go back and get it."

"Come down first, I want to talk to you about something."

"it is good."

Zhou Zhi walked to the dining table and found that only Zhou's father and mother were there. Even Zhou Anan was not there, let alone anyone else.

Zhou Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

After listening to Zhou's father's words, Zhou Zhi finally realized——

It wasn’t that Pei Heng had come, it was that she was going to see Pei Heng.

Zhou Zhi: How come she didn’t know that she was going to see Pei Heng.

Father Zhou said, "You and Xiao Heng are now an engaged couple. Although it's not good for a girl to be too proactive, I see that Xiao Heng comes to see you often, but you don't show any interest at all, which is not conducive to the development of your relationship."

Zhou Zhi: Really? Why does she feel that they have a good relationship and Pei Heng is happy every day?

Although, Zhou Zhi still nodded: "Dad is right."

Then Zhou Zhi went to "see" Pei Heng with the gifts carefully prepared by his father.

Pei Heng fell ill two weeks ago and refused to let her see him.

"Anyway, you must not come. What if you get infected?"

His voice was too excited, Zhou Zhi asked in confusion: "It's just a minor cold, why are you so nervous?"

Pei Heng stammered and couldn't explain clearly. He sneezed first, and then said seriously: "Anyway, just don't come, so as not to destroy my image in your mind."

The voice in the second half of the sentence was so soft that Zhou Zhi didn't hear it clearly.

"I need to rest when I'm sick. I can't entertain you properly in my current physical condition."

"What can I ask of you in return for your sickness?"

"That won't work. You're my fiancée now. How can a fiancée go to take care of someone when she first comes to visit?"

Pei Heng was in a very awkward state. Zhou Zhi didn't say much because he was sick. But when he heard Pei Heng start to cough, Zhou Zhi softened his heart.

"Okay, okay, I won't go, okay? You should have a good rest at home."

Then for several days, Zhou Zhi didn't see Pei Heng. Only flowers were sent to the Zhou family continuously. When Pei Heng called or video chatted at night, Zhou Zhi also told him about this.

"Pei Heng, you are not sick or you cut the branches yourself, right?"

Pei Heng showed a blank expression on the screen, and then he smiled a familiar smile: "Does your fiancée like my haircut? It's a pity that I can't even get out of bed now, otherwise I would definitely cut her hair myself."

"I didn't mean that. I was just afraid that you would disobey me and do something stupid and have to do everything by yourself."

Pei Heng leaned back. After half a month of bedridden life, his face was still a little pale. "I'm not stupid. How can I be considered stupid to do it myself just to make my fiancée happy?"

Zhou Zhi held his forehead with his hand: "So you really cut it yourself?"

Pei Heng shook his head: "My fiancée must trust me."

Zhou Zhi raised his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he still advised him: "It's hard to say, anyway, you know your own body, you have to take good care of yourself."

"I know, fiancée," Pei Heng smiled, revealing a row of neat teeth, "My fiancée cares about me so much, it must be because she likes me so much!"

Pei Heng started coughing again after a few words: "I won't talk to you anymore. The housekeeper is going to ask me to take medicine again. He is so nagging. Every time he sees me sitting up, he gets so nervous, as if I am going to be paralyzed."

Zhou Zhi looked at the silly hair that suddenly appeared on his head and couldn't help laughing: "But fiancé, it's not a bad thing to take a good rest when you are sick. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, take your medicine and have a good rest."

Thoughts came back.

Zhou Zhi swiped his phone and sent a message to Pei Heng in advance to give him a heads-up.

But he didn't reply, and I don't know what he was doing.