Volume 1 Extra 8 [Full of hidden illnesses, a wasted night? 】

The voice, moistened by alcohol, was deep and mellow: "Aren't you afraid that I can't help myself?"

Hanging on his neck, feeling his hot breath, Feng Wanqing had waited for this day for too long.

So long that she couldn't help but secretly learn about love and sex.

Without exception, they are all about beautiful writing.

Her heart was pounding, and her bright eyes raised expectantly, "I'm just afraid you can't hold it back!"

"Cheng, after tonight, we will be a real couple. I'm really looking forward to it."

He laughed silently and strode towards the bathroom in the room.

But tonight...

He was afraid of scaring her.

There is no intact part of his body.

The bathroom was strewn with rose petals.

Obviously, it is prepared for the young couple.

"Wash alone?"

"Are you shy?" His eyes were provocative, nervous and expectant.

"No, just not today."

He put Feng Wanqing down, turned around, and was about to leave the bathroom.

There was a slight sound of wind coming from behind him, and a pair of slender and delicate arms tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Don't leave. From now on, I will be your top leader. Don't you even obey the leader's orders?"

"Stay with me, this is an order..." Her hot cheek pressed against the man's back.

God knows how much courage she needed to say these words.

When her love was deep, she only wanted to be with him and didn't want to be apart from him for even a second.

The strong and upright body was instantly aroused.

A pair of big hands full of calluses gently held the small hands wrapped around the abdomen.

He shook her hand gently, "Of course I will obey the commander's orders, don't cry later!"

Feng Wanqing obviously misunderstood, her face was red and her voice was soft: "Be gentle, I don't understand."

"good."

Turning around, the man unbuttoned the military uniform he had worn for more than two months.

His strong and lean chest and abdomen were covered with crisscrossing scars.

Some of them were obviously old injuries, and the scars looked like they were cut by a sharp blade.

On the back, there was something even more terrifying: a scabbed bullet hole...

It also exudes a strong smell of blood.

There was no sign of pain on the man's calm face.

It seems like getting hurt has become a common occurrence.

There is no such thing as a peaceful life in this world. It’s just that the brave warriors who deserve everyone’s respect are silently giving and forging ahead!

This prosperous and peaceful era is all thanks to people like them who are lovely and respectable, just like the toughest and tallest pine trees, standing tall on the frontier!

It was as if the softest part of her heart was touched, and Feng Wanqing's intoxicated eyes were filled with heartache.

In an instant, tears fell silently...

She never knew that men had such a big secret.

In the past, when I lay in his bed, I could only feel the scars through his pajamas.

Beneath a tattered military uniform lies countless honors.

Behind every glory, there are countless blood and tears.

"Qing'er, why are you crying? Don't you really want to pounce on me?"

She placed her face in his palm and rubbed it gently.

It's warm and rough, but full of security.

I stretched out my hand, but was afraid of hurting him, and I felt so distressed that my nose felt sore. People are selfish.

Since she fell in love with him, she just wanted him to be safe and there would never be a war.

There should never be any mission, and you should always be within her sight.

Just like when she first met him.

She was working at her desk, and he was sitting lazily on the sofa.

Wherever you look, you can see his gentleness.

“Qiancheng, does it hurt?”

"Silly, it's all scabby, it's healed!"

The soft little hand reached down and brushed past carefully like a feather.

“There are some down there, too?”

Shen Qiancheng’s eyes were scattered and casual, and he nodded: “Not much, otherwise I can stand in front of you well?”

"sorry."

"I shouldn't have asked you to hug me just now..."

Normally, if she gets a cut on her finger, it would hurt for several days!

There is not a single healthy spot on my body. It is hard to imagine how painful it must be.

"Very light."

“It’s heavy, too.”

Like hugging his whole world.

Seeing her adorable sniffing, he leaned over and kissed her tender lips.

"Do you want more?"

"..." After feeling heartbroken, she wanted to have him even more, "I will be gentle."

Shen Qiancheng was stunned.

But her little hands fell on his belt and tried to untie it clumsily.

I tried a few times and gave up.

"Take a good shower, I'm going out now."

"Thousand cities!"

This time, her voice was clear and rational.

"I can wait until you recover from your injury..."

I was so impatient just now. Looking back now, it was really bold.

The look of heartache was filled with shame.

"Didn't you say to be gentle?"

She didn't act like a hooligan, they got the marriage certificate and they were in love with each other.

Seeing his teasing look, she reached out and grabbed his belt, leaning into his arms, "It looks like the injury isn't serious."

"Don't leave. I'll help you treat your wound. I'm the best at applying medicine."

He fled in panic.

“Chuckle, chuckle—”

Half an hour later, the man went in to take a shower.

After taking off his trousers, he revealed a very deep wound on his right thigh, extending all the way to the base of the thigh.

If he had been a step slower, he would have been childless.

But the other party was not so lucky and went directly to see God.

The lazy eyes suddenly emitted a sharp light.

After treating the wound, rebandage it.

Put on your open-front robe and step out of the bathroom.

Feng Wanqing patted the seat beside her and said, "Come here, let me take a look."

She was obviously referring to those long legs.

Meeting her clear and transparent gaze, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If you really do that, it will tear the wound.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water. In three months, Haicheng has entered midsummer.

Around eight o'clock, at this point in time, all the good things are just beginning.

But she restrained herself and endured it.

She carefully lifted the hem of her bathrobe.

Just by seeing the dark red blood seeping out of the gauze, you can tell how serious the condition is.

Because when her little hand fell on him, she clearly saw the man frown.

During the day, she was so excited that she sat in his arms and even stayed on his lap.

The thought of this made her feel uncomfortable.

"Qiancheng, does it still hurt?"

"As long as you don't move too much, you'll be fine."

Feng Wanqing blushed slightly, "Stop teasing me. Do you know how willing a woman who has you in her heart and eyes would be to have physical contact with you?"

The bedroom window was open, a gentle breeze blew through the room, and her eyes became more and more gentle.

"Lie down nicely..."

She rolled over and placed a gentle kiss on the man's jawline.