You must take good care of yourself at all times, and don't forget that we have Yueyue. Now, you have another one here.

Did you remember that?

Wei Aiguo was incredibly manly at that moment. Song Yan couldn't resist giving him a kiss.

Wei Aiguo gripped Song Yan's shoulder, urging her to behave. "Tell me, did you remember?"

Song Yan nodded. "By the way, what do you think we should do with these things?" Song Yan lifted the straw curtain covering the things.

It contained guns, bullets, and several hand grenades.

"Where did this come from?" Wei Aiguo asked in surprise, his attention successfully diverted.

In the emergency, Song Yan stored the weapons in his spatial storage so he could retrieve them whenever needed.

When she finally climbed down the tree, she was carrying a gun on her back.

She couldn't possibly take out all her weapons then! How did she manage to get so many things up in the tree? Besides, it wasn't flat ground; there was no way she could put all those guns there.

If we bring it out, there's no way to explain it!

After Song Yan revealed the source of the guns, Wei Aiguo had no choice but to accept it.

These guns can't be returned; they'll just have to stay here.

Wei Aiguo sighed, "With your audacious nature, there's really no way to deal with you."

He had been holding back his emotions because he was worried, but now that he was sure his wife was alright, he couldn't resist holding her soft body. Only then did he realize that he had been on the train for so long and was covered in sweat.

Song Yan laughed too; she never imagined she would be holding a man covered in sweat.

Wei Aiguo fetched water and insisted on helping his wife bathe. Song Yan disagreed.

But resistance was futile. Song Yan was stripped naked by Wei Aiguo.

Hugs and kisses are a must-have perk; the soft, fragrant body of his wife in his arms drives him crazy. But he still restrains himself.

"Wife, is it okay?" Wei Aiguo's voice was suppressed and slightly panting.

Song Yan's whole body went limp. "Be gentle..."