"Wife, you smell so good."

It was clearly a touching love word. According to the normal process, it should be a passionate affair, with lovemaking and a hearty reunion.

However--

"Oh, it smells good - it's maltose." Chu Yue still had her eyes closed and spoke vaguely.

She made malt sugar for several days in a row and set up a small stall in front of the grocery store, specializing in selling malt sugar.

The aroma of maltose is particularly strong and long-lasting. Several sisters-in-law said that she smelled sweet and fragrant when they saw her.

If Chu Yue didn't know that Lu Zhanlin didn't like sweets, she would probably say, "Do you want some maltose? I made it myself, it's delicious."

Lu Zhanlin never thought that the ambiguous atmosphere he created would be broken by his own wife herself, and the person who didn't understand romance was actually her!

The atmosphere was slightly stagnant, and the ambiguity and tenderness dissipated silently.

Lu Zhanlin looked at the ceiling in the night, holding his sweet and soft wife in his arms. Between continuing and restraining himself, he chose to restrain himself.

Just when he was about to close his eyes, Chu Yue in his arms suddenly moved.

She rubbed up, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as moonlight. She stared at Lu Zhanlin's deep outline in a blur and asked in a clear voice, "Lu Zhanlin, do you want to kiss?"

Chu Yue asked directly and frankly.

Instead, it scared Lu Zhanlin.

Cough cough.

Lu Zhanlin choked up in his throat. How come his wife, who had just been so unromantic, suddenly turned into a cannon that could shoot straight at people's chests?

Does this question still need an answer?

The restraint that he had just decided on disappeared without a trace in Lu Zhanlin's mind.

"Um."

As his chest rose and fell violently, Lu Zhanlin lowered his head and kissed the slightly upturned corners of Chu Yue's mouth, possessing her deeply.

He kissed her deeply and passionately.

A softer and sweeter taste is felt between the lips and teeth.

It was maltose, Lu Zhanlin could taste it.

When Chu Yue felt the familiar breath coming towards her, her heart began beating violently, losing its rhythm, like the heart of a deer running wildly.

In a trance, Chu Yue thought.

She was wrong before. She was thinking about Lu Zhanlin.

Chu Yue's longing came a little late, and she truly felt the sweetness of longing.

only--

"Wait, stop."

Chu Yue suddenly pushed Lu Zhanlin away and ended the kiss in a hurry.

She suddenly got up from the bed, pressed her hands on Lu Zhanlin's chest, forcing him not to move, then got up, turned on the light, put on a coat to cover her suspender pajamas, and completed the series of actions in one go.

Instead, Lu Zhanlin became the one who was not used to the glaring lights.

Chu Yue pulled Lu Zhanlin's clothes and lifted them up without saying anything, "Are you hurt? Where are you hurt?"

When the two were kissing, Lu Zhanlin tasted sweetness and Chu Yue smelled... blood.

It was a very faint smell, but it couldn't escape Chu Yue's nose.

The smell of blood came from Lu Zhanlin, instantly waking up Chu Yue, who was in a daze.

In the room, under the pulled-up clothes, there were only clearly defined abdominal muscles, and the bronze skin was firm and healthy, rising and falling with Lu Zhanlin's breathing... The eyes were filled with pleasing male beauty, and there was no sign of any injuries.

Could it be that it was no longer the upper body, but the lower body——

Chu Yue's eyes flashed like X-rays, moving from her abdominal muscles down to her waistline.

Further down, like a small hill——

Lu Zhanlin suddenly stood up, pulled the quilt over his body, and hurriedly covered himself up. His handsome and deep face was dark red and embarrassed.

Lu Zhanlin's expression was complicated, and he said in a hoarse voice, "The wound is not there."

In other words, he was really hurt.

Chu Yue raised her head quickly, "Not there, then where——"

Chu Yue didn’t need to say anything further after that because she saw Lu Zhanlin’s wound.

Not on the body, but on the face.

A streak of blood flew diagonally from the side of Lu Zhanlin's face, near the corner of his eye.

The wound was neither deep nor shallow, it just cut through the skin. Lu Zhanlin didn't want to put a bandage on it, so he just gave it a simple treatment and applied some medicine to stop the bleeding.

It must have been a short time since the injury, the bloodstain is still red and swollen.

The wound doesn't look serious, but it's too close to the eye, and a little to the side it's the temple.

These two places are very important to people, and going left or right is not good.

This shows how serious this wound is.

Even Chu Yue, when she saw the wound on Lu Zhanlin's face, she paused for a moment.

She was a little nervous and frowned slightly, "How did you get hurt?"

"There was a little accident when the missile exploded. A piece of iron flew out and cut a hole. It's okay now." Lu Zhanlin said as simply as possible.

But Chu Yue is a doctor and nothing can be hidden from her eyes. She knows the seriousness of the matter.

The mission that Lu Zhanlin went out on this time was related to missile testing, an absolutely confidential project. Chu Yue could hear a little bit about it in the family compound, but since it involved confidential information, Chu Yue never crossed the line and had any curiosity to explore it.

At this moment, she felt depressed and uncomfortable.

If she had not been so casual when Lu Zhanlin went out, but had given him a few more instructions, could he have avoided such a dangerous wound?

This was a feeling Chu Yue had never had before. She was too used to having everything in her hands, and she was too confident in Lu Zhanlin.

No matter how outstanding Lu Zhanlin's abilities are, he is just a flesh and blood body, and he will get hurt and bleed.

Chu Yue's eyes were hot, and there was an unconcealable red in the corners of her eyes. She said to Lu Zhanlin, "Don't get hurt next time, Lu Zhanlin. I will be worried."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I won't get hurt again."

Lu Zhanlin raised the corner of his mouth and hugged Chu Yue with a smile.

The hug at this moment was less passionate and lingering than before, but the couple's hearts were a little closer.

Lu Zhanlin leaned close to her ear and whispered something else, "Congratulations, Dr. Xiao Chu."

Chu Yue suddenly looked up, "My application was approved?"

"Well, the documents submitted by Doctor Hao have been approved and sent to me first. They will be sent to Doctor Hao tomorrow." Lu Zhanlin originally didn't intend to reveal it, as he wanted to give Chu Yue a surprise tomorrow.

But after seeing him injured, Chu Yue was obviously in a bad mood.

He hoped that this incident would make Chu Yue happier.

From today on, Chu Yue officially became the specially-appointed military doctor of the medical team.

The upright and majestic Dr. Xiao Chu.

Chu Yue was very happy, but also confused, "How come my application report was sent to you?"

Lu Zhanlin smiled, his deep eyes fell on Chu Yue's blushing face, "Wife, I am not only your husband, but also the head of a regiment. My signature is required for the procedure."

Chu Yue nodded and understood the reason.

Chu Yue was more concerned about the wound on Lu Zhanlin's face than being a military doctor. "Just lie still. I'll get the medical kit and check it again."

Chu Yue turned around and got out of bed. Lu Zhanlin wanted to pull her back, but he didn't hold her back and just smiled silently.