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Jiang Mian was a little confused when she heard this. "Sorry?"

But since the matter had already been brought up, Lu Bozhou had nothing more to hide. He sighed softly, "It's seasickness medicine."

Jiang Mian was slightly taken aback. "Seasickness medicine? You get seasick?"

She realized that this man knew he was seasick and had taken seasickness medication, yet he still brought her and the child on this yacht trip, simply so that he could spend more time with them.

Jiang Mian couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh. She sighed softly and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better now? Are you still in pain?"

Lu Bozhou nodded, "Much better. It wasn't too serious to begin with, and the weather at sea was nice today."

Jiang Mian couldn't put her mind at ease, because she only belatedly realized that the food at dinner was actually quite delicious, and the ingredients were very fresh.

Lu Chaochi ate quite a lot, but now that I think about it, Lu Bozhou didn't seem to have eaten much; he looked like he didn't have a good appetite.

Jiang Mian thought for a moment and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Lu Bozhou stared at her intently, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I'm hungry."

Jiang Mian got up. "I'll go get you something to eat."

It was so late, and the captain must be resting, so Jiang Mian decided to cook something for Lu Bozhou herself.

But just as she passed by him, the man suddenly stood up, came up from behind, and hugged her tightly.

The broad, hard chest and abdomen slammed directly into Jiang Mian's back, causing her pupils to contract sharply and leaving her stunned.

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.

Jiang Mian didn't move.

Lu Bozhou didn't move, but continued to hold her in the same position, then tightened his arms, holding her closer and closer, with a force that almost embedded her into his chest.

Jiang Mian felt the increasingly warm temperature of the chest against her back, and finally spoke, "Bo Zhou..."

Lu Bozhou's deep, magnetic voice rang in my ears, slightly hoarse, as if it had been soaked with the emotions and feelings in his heart.

"Just for a little while... just let me hold you for a little while," Lu Bozhou said.

Jiang Mian clenched her fingers tightly for a while, but ultimately did not make any struggle or exert any force, letting him hold her.

After a moment, she gently patted the back of his hand and said, "I'll go cook you something to eat."

Lu Bozhou loosened his grip slightly, but before Jiang Mian could leave his embrace, he suddenly pulled her close again.

"No, I'm not eating," Lu Bozhou said.

It was as if he preferred holding Jiang Mian like this to eating, as it made him feel more comfortable.

Lu Bozhou vaguely heard Jiang Mian sigh, as if she was feeling helpless.

Then she walked toward the kitchen.

Lu Bozhou was unwilling to let go of her, so he simply held her and walked together toward the kitchen.

Sticking to her back like a giant koala.

Jiang Mian never dreamed that Lu Bozhou would do something so...childish.

But Lu Bozhou actually did it.

Jiang Mian went to the sink to wash the ingredients, and he followed her to the sink.

Jiang Mian went to the counter to chop vegetables, and he followed her to the counter.

As Jiang Mian began cooking, he followed her to the stove.

Jiang Mian felt both helpless and amused.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "How old are you?"

I'll be thirty-one soon.

The man answered her in detail, as if he didn't understand the unspoken meaning behind Jiang Mian's comment that he was childish.

It wasn't until Jiang Mian finished cooking and placed the bowls on the table that she felt the man behind her reluctantly let go of her arm.

She chuckled. "I thought you weren't planning to let go yet."

Looking up, she saw the man's eyes, which held a hint of resentment.

She ate with Lu Bozhou, sitting opposite him and quietly watching his slow and deliberate eating.

Suddenly, the casual remark he had made earlier came to mind: he'd be thirty-one soon.

Yes, he'll be thirty-one soon.

Their relationship was complicated and intertwined; they had gone through two marriages, and he was almost thirty-one.

Jiang Mian thought of the date she had marked on the calendar before, and her gaze seemed to wander.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Bozhou asked in a low voice.

Jiang Mian snapped out of her reverie. "It's nothing. I was just thinking that you're almost thirty-one."

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's words, Lu Bozhou's expression froze, as if he suddenly couldn't even eat what was in his mouth.

He put down his chopsticks, frowned, and looked particularly serious. "What? You think I'm too old?"

If Jiang Mian had only felt helpless about his childish actions before, she finally couldn't help but laugh when she heard Lu Bozhou's words.

A smile bloomed on her face, impossible to hide, and for a moment, her beautiful eyes shone brightly.

When Lu Bozhou saw that smile, his gaze froze.

The fixed gaze made Jiang Mian's expression stiffen slightly, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

"You haven't smiled at me like that in so long." Lu Bozhou stared intently at the smile on her lips. If he could, he would wish to see that smile every day.

The next morning, when Lu Chaochi woke up, he felt like he had slept very well and was in a good mood.

Seeing his parents' condition at breakfast made him feel even better.

The child didn't actually know what happened last night, but his senses were very sharp. He keenly noticed that the atmosphere between his parents... was not bad, at least much better than before!

Lu Chaochi liked the atmosphere between his parents, which made him feel... very happy.

Children all have this feeling, and Jiang Mian, as one of the people involved, naturally feels it even more clearly.

After the two of them spent time together last night.

It seems that the distance and feeling between Lu Bozhou and her are becoming increasingly different from before.

On the way back to Luoyang, Lu Bozhou asked, "Shall I take you back?"

"Mmm." Jiang Mian was looking at the photos Lu Chaochi had taken, so she didn't even look up as she responded.

But Lu Chaochi was still a little worried, thinking about his father's situation of not being welcomed at his maternal grandparents' house.

He still felt sorry for his father and said softly, "We can go back by ourselves."

Lu Bozhou glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "Don't you want me to give you a ride?"

Lu Chaochi said in a low voice, "If you go, Grandpa will definitely have a stern face and won't like you, and Uncle will definitely say something unpleasant to you too..."

Lu Bozhou didn't care; he didn't care about any of these things.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mian kept her eyes down looking at the photos Lu Chaochi had taken, without raising them, but said very naturally, "So what? He'll get used to it sooner or later anyway."

The child may not have understood the meaning of those words, but Lu Bozhou suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the woman in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

His deep eyes were intense, as if they held a thousand unspoken words.

All that came out of her mouth was a smile: "Yes, I'm used to it. It's okay."