Chapter 347 still dragged his wife into trouble.

After an unknown amount of time, Cen Yan was completely exhausted and collapsed limply into the bed.

Qi Jingchuan picked up a blanket that had been kicked to the ground by his and his wife's rough movements, and carefully covered Cen Yan with it.

"You're not a child anymore, why are you kicking off the blankets? Be careful not to catch a cold." The man sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Cen Yan with deep eyes, and raised his hand to touch her cheek, with a hint of post-coital tenderness.

Qi Jingchuan never intended to involve his family in military affairs, but he never expected that his wife would stumble upon the ugly affair of the enemy meeting and exchanging goods while she was out for a walk. He didn't know whether to say that his wife was lucky or unlucky.

He had been tracking down the person for several days without any news when his wife saw him. Unfortunately, she couldn't get a clear look at the person's face, otherwise there would have been a way to follow the clues and find the person. Now that he's alerted the enemy, they probably won't make any moves for a long time to come.

Cen Yan had no idea that after a night of passion, Qi Jingchuan was still in the mood to go out and carry out a mission. All she knew was that her whole body felt like it was about to fall apart, and she was sore and aching.

When she opened her eyes, sunlight streamed through the glass and the white curtains, illuminating the messy room and gently falling on her fair skin, highlighting the faint red marks left by the man…

Livestock!

Cen Yan glanced at herself in the sunlight, quickly grabbed the clothes next to her and put them on. Then she got up as fast as she could, locked the door, went into her spatial dimension, and soaked herself in a bathtub filled with spiritual spring water.

“Phew…” Cen Yan breathed a long sigh of relief. “Luckily, the spiritual spring water in the space has a healing effect, otherwise these hickeys would definitely not disappear for at least ten days or half a month.”

Cen Yan soaked in the space for half an hour, and the hickeys on her body faded, and the redness and swelling in her legs also disappeared.

Feeling refreshed, she hurriedly emerged from her spatial dimension upon hearing a knock at the door.

After opening the door, Qi Jingchuan looked at her in confusion: "Wife, why did you lock the door?"

"Naturally, it's to keep an eye on certain people!" Cen Yan glanced at her.

Qi Jingchuan asked, puzzled, "Who are we guarding against?"

"What do you think?" Cen Yan asked, keeping him in suspense and leaving Qi Jingchuan completely confused.

"If you don't understand, that's fine. I don't expect you to understand anyway." Cen Yan lay back on the bed with a haughty air.

Qi Jingchuan was surprised. His wife's walking posture had been strange every time they finished these past two days, but the situation was almost the same each time. When he went out to buy food, his wife's walking was no longer "limping". And where did all the hickeys he left go?

The man's gaze lingered on Cen Yan's neck, trying to see if makeup had concealed the hickeys. His intense gaze made Cen Yan feel uneasy.

"What are you looking at?" Cen Yan's heart raced. She was truly terrified by the man's powerful physique. If it happened day and night, he would torture her to death every single day.

Even if she had a spatial dimension and spiritual spring water, she would eventually be unable to withstand it. Having such a powerful husband put too much psychological pressure on her!

Qi Jingchuan was curious about why his wife recovered so quickly, but everyone has secrets, and he was no exception, so he didn't ask and simply placed the food he had packed back on the table.

"After we eat, we'll go to the hospital for a check-up. We've already made an appointment with a doctor we know."

"Okay." Cen Yan took the aluminum lunchbox.

After finishing her meal, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to rest, seemingly not intending to speak to Qi Jingchuan.