Ning Qing reached out and took the clothes from his hands.

He turned around and went back into the tent.

He put the clothes he was holding on the bed and looked at the soldiers' uniforms placed on the bed.

A moment later, she began to change her clothes.

Just as Ning Qing finished changing her clothes, a steady footstep sounded outside the tent.

The curtain was lifted, revealing Meng Zhengxi's handsome face.

Looking at the back of the figure dressed in soldier's uniform, he called out uncertainly.

"Xiao Qing?"

Ning Qing turned around leisurely, "General."

Meng Zhengxi strode up to Ning Qing, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Xiao Qing, are you hungry?"

Ning Qing nodded and replied.

"Hmm, I'm hungry."

Meng Zhengxi held Ning Qing's hand and walked out.

"Come on, I'll take you for a drive."

The two quickly arrived at the stables. Just like last night, Meng Zhengxi took the lead in mounting the horse, sitting on its back, and reaching out his hand to Ning Qing.

The two rode together on a horse out of the camp and into a mountain forest.

Meng Zhengxi rode his horse to hunt, nocked the arrow, drew the bow, and aimed. The movements were fluid and seamless. With a "whoosh," the arrow flew swiftly from the bow toward the target.

Soon, a rabbit in the grass fell to the ground.

Meng Zhengxi dismounted, picked up the rabbit from the ground, and gutted and skinned it on the spot.

Ning Qing wasn't idle either; his wife went hunting while he gathered firewood and started a fire.

When Meng Zhengxi returned carrying the naked rabbit.

Ning Qing had already lit a fire and set up a simple barbecue grill.

Meng Zhengxi looked at the wooden frame on the fire, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Not bad."

Ning Qingchao reached out his hand to him.

"Give it to me, I'll bake it."

Meng Zhengxi handed the rabbit in his hand to Ning Qing.

"Okay, you grill it, I'm waiting to taste your cooking."

Ning Qingchao smiled.

"Yes, I guarantee you'll be satisfied with my cooking."

Meng Zhengxi sat down next to Ning Qing.

"If your cooking doesn't satisfy me, I'll punish you."

Ning Qing turned her head to look at his sharply sculpted profile.

"Oh, what kind of punishment will it be? Let me guess."

A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Is this some kind of punishment... to make me kiss you?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Zhengxi seemed to be thinking of something, and stared intently at Ning Qing's lips.

He spoke softly after a moment.

"This suggestion is quite good; we can consider it."

Ning Qing... his wife is too proactive; he's lost the fun of teasing her!

However, if I can't satisfy such a proactive wife, then it would be my fault.

So, Ning Qing wrapped her arms around his narrow waist and offered her lips.

A passionate kiss set the stage for the event.

This kiss, however, could not escape the fate of vying for sovereignty.

Their back-and-forth exchange was incredibly intense!

Ultimately, the initiative remained in Ning Qing's hands, and Meng Zhengxi's eyes were filled with resentment that was about to overflow.

She raised her hand and wiped her lips.

"Next time I will definitely take back the initiative."

Ning Qing fiddled with the roasted meat on the wooden rack and replied leisurely.

"No need to wait for next time, I'm always ready to serve you."

A fighting spirit rekindled in Meng Zhengxi's eyes.

He pulled Ning Qing into his arms and kissed her.

This kiss, once again, ended with Meng Zhengxi failing to win back her affections.

Seeing the resentment in his eyes, Ning Qing gently wiped the moisture from his lips with her sleeve.

Looking at his slightly swollen lips, Ning Qing felt great.

This is her medal of victory!