Chapter 42 "How do you want to punish me?"...

Chapter 42 "How do you want to punish me?"

The snow outside the window reflected the white light, and the orange light inside made Li Yue's skin glow.

The man lifted Li Yue and placed her on the desk, pressing his hand against her chin and gently pecking her soft red lips. Li Yue responded passionately. Because they had just drunk water, their lips and tongues were moist, making it seem as if they were trying to suck out the other's sweetness.

Move from the table to the bed.

Ling Jianwei helped her take off her outer clothes and suddenly asked, "Has the swelling gone down?"

Li Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He chuckled, "Your opinion doesn't count; I have to check it before it's considered valid."

After a moment, the man narrowed his eyes, indicating that he would not agree.

It's not that it's really impossible; the self-healing ability is quite strong. But this girl's skin is delicate, and he felt that rather than adding new wounds to old ones, it would be better to wait another day until she fully recovered.

They had plenty of time, and he always cared a lot about her experience and feelings in these matters.

However, Li Yue had already aroused his desire: "I feel fine now."

He said coldly, "It's not up to you."

Li Yue started whining and sulking.

Helpless, he coaxed, "Is kissing you enough?"

Their lips and tongues continued to suck and kiss, the man licking and kissing as much as he could. Between the flicks of his tongue, his voice was low and deep: "It will be fine tomorrow."

But he discovered that the girl was more demanding than he had imagined. She twisted her waist even more violently than when she was drunk the night before, and she grabbed his hair, pulling so hard that his scalp tingled.

Ling Jianwei is usually calm, but in this kind of situation, he is the one who has to endure the most hardship.

The next morning, I picked her up and let her lie on my body, playing with her for a while.

Li Yue was half asleep when she subconsciously reached for his pants, but he swiftly pressed her hand down.

Tsk, she really couldn't wait, so he wanted to whet her appetite even more.

"Baby, can I give it to you tonight? I have to get up early to go to work."

Li Yue buried her face in his neck and continued to whimper. He coaxed her for a while before getting out of bed and saying, "I'm going to the cafeteria to get breakfast. You can sleep for a while."

While having breakfast, Ling Jianwei worried that Li Yue would be influenced by her sister-in-law's comments again, so she simply said, "Come with me to the camp later."

Li Yue asked in confusion, "Why? Aren't I supposed to be making an easel?"

“In the past, we did it.”

"Then we'll need to bring wooden planks with us."

Ling Jianwei couldn't help but laugh and said, "How much wood does a small easel need? There's plenty in the camp, and all the tools are ready."

"But the few wooden strips I specifically kept were particularly suitable."

Left with no other choice, he loaded a few wooden strips onto the truck.

After getting off the vehicle, Li Yue glanced at the two-story building housing the battalion headquarters. It was the only two-story building in the entire camp; the rest were all single-story. Just then, the political instructor came out and said, "Oh, a rare guest."

Li Yue greeted him, "Hello, instructor."

The instructor nodded: "You have time to come and provide guidance today?"

Li Yue smiled shyly, and Ling Jianwei took out a wooden strip from the trunk: "Bring her over to do carpentry work."

The instructor was completely bewildered: "What are you going to do?"

Li Yue explained, "Make a small easel."

The instructor looked at the few wooden strips thoughtfully: "But in my opinion, these are too rough. The Third Company made a batch of beds a while ago, and we have some spare wooden boards and strips. There are also drilling machines and polishing machines over there. Some of the soldiers are quite good at carpentry. We can ask them to help us make them."

Ling Jianwei shrugged and smiled at Li Yue, saying, "Go upstairs first. I'll take you there after I finish my meeting and take care of things."

A few wooden strips were placed downstairs, and Li Yue followed Ling Jianwei to the second floor.

Soon after, Ling Jianwei went to the conference room for a routine meeting. Li Yue sat at the table in his dormitory/office and drew a simple structural diagram based on her previous easel.

It's really simple, with only a wooden frame in the front for holding the drawing board and a retractable horizontal bar in the back for triangular support.

Ling Jianwei's morning meeting ended quickly. He looked at the drawings and said, "They're drawn quite clearly. Let's go to the Third Company."

Their battalion consisted of three companies stationed in the same camp, but each company's barracks were separate. The third company was closest to the battalion headquarters, and she had already been there when they ate dumplings last time.

At this moment, Ling Jianwei continued walking over, carrying several wooden strips.

We encountered many people on the way, and calls of "Battalion Commander" and "Sister-in-law" were constantly heard.

Upon arriving at the barracks area of ​​the Third Company, the company commander ran over, saluted, and called out, "Battalion Commander."

After some conversation, the company commander led them to a large, warehouse-like building and said, "The company made several new beds here a while ago. We have plenty of unused wood; we can make as many easels as we want. However, I don't know how to use the drilling machine or the polishing machine. I'll go get someone to come over."

After the third company commander left, Li Yue said with difficulty, "I just want to make a simple easel, one that can be set up in a triangle on the ground and have a drawing board placed on it, so that I can make a big fuss."

Ling Jianwei disagreed. Looking at the blueprints, he gestured with a few wooden strips: "It's freezing cold now, and the end of the year is approaching. Everyone is studying or doing homework indoors. This isn't making a big fuss; it's giving them something to do."

After saying that, he glanced at the pile of unused timber on the ground: "Let's use the timber here. It looks clean and brand new."

A soldier ran in, saluted, and said, "Reporting to the battalion commander, Li Yuqiang, soldier of the third squad of the second platoon of the third company, reporting for duty."

Ling Jianwei: "Okay, go to the tool room and get the woodworking tools. We need a saw, a hole drill, nails, and a hammer. We don't need the polishing machine anymore; the wood has already been polished."

"Yes, Battalion Commander."

Unexpectedly, Li Yuqiang brought another soldier, saying that he also knew carpentry and wanted to come and help.

Ling Jianwei was looking for suitable wood and didn't pay attention to them for the time being.

Then the company commander and political instructor came over to check the situation and asked, "Battalion commander, do you want to do it yourself?"

He hummed in agreement.

A communications officer came to report: "Company Commander, the matter you mentioned last time has been taken care of."

The political instructor, having nothing else to do, came over and joked, "With the battalion commander in charge, Xiao Li, you can just sit back and watch."

Then he asked Li Yue, "Can you draw?"

Li Yue could only say that she was learning. However, looking at the comrades who had come to join in the fun, she was at a loss for words. This was no longer just about making an easel; it concerned the battalion commander's face and dignity.

Battalion Commander Ling also sensed something was wrong. He looked around at the few people around him and noticed a few soldiers watching the commotion at the door. He clicked his tongue, picked up a wooden stick, stood up, and said sternly, "What are you doing? Do you need so many people to guide the work of making an easel? Dismissed, dismissed."

After everyone left, Ling Jianwei said again, "Li Yuqiang, you can stay."

The other person had a very loud voice and stood ramrod straight: "Yes!"

However, Ling Jianwei didn't intend to let Li Yuqiang do it. Instead, she made it herself according to the drawings. With Li Yuqiang's help, she learned how to use a hole punch and successfully made a mechanism that could retract the support. At the same time, she felt that the drawings were too simple, so she added a crossbeam for stepping on under the easel. She also asked Li Yue if she wanted to make a small drawer to store paintbrushes and paints...

Li Yue paused for a moment, then shook her head: "It doesn't need to be so complicated."

All she wanted was a simple little easel.

Before the lunch whistle blew, the easel was completed, set up, and placed on the ground.

Ling Jianwei asked, "Is this all you need?"

Li Yue nodded, "Yes, you did a good job."

He laughed and said, "Since it passed the inspection, let's go and move it back to the car."

Li Yue thanked the soldiers who helped her, and then followed Ling Jianwei, who was carrying the easel, back to the camp headquarters, where she placed it directly in the trunk of the car.

"Are we going back now?" she asked.

He looked at her: "Going back so early? Are you in such a hurry to paint?"

"Don't be in a hurry to paint."

"Then wait until I get off work before you leave."

"All right."

"Wash your hands and go eat."

The few people working at the battalion headquarters ate together in the Third Company. Li Yue asked, "Are we going to the mess hall?"

“No need, I’ll call back,” he said. “You can rest in my dorm for now.”

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A dozen minutes later, Li Yue looked out into the distance from the second-floor corridor. The area was open, and a village could be seen in the distance with wisps of smoke rising from its chimneys.

The wilderness is cold, white, and desolate in winter, but this wisp of smoke makes people feel very warm.

A moment later, Ling Jianwei placed two large lunchboxes on the table and said, "Just eat this. In winter, it's mostly cabbage or radishes. We didn't cook white rice today either. The staple food is cornbread and steamed buns."

Li Yue said, "It's okay, I'm not a picky eater."

Their food rations are currently rationed, 45 jin per person per month, but the soldiers are all at the age where they can eat the most, so it's simply not enough.

The company has cultivated its own vegetable garden and raised pigs. Now they can guarantee that they can slaughter a pig every month, and they can also have extra meals or banquets on major holidays, with braised pork or dumplings to eat.

Li Yue, biting into a piece of steamed cake, asked him, "On New Year's Eve, are you going to have your reunion dinner at the camp?"

He nodded: "Yes, pigs are slaughtered there, and officials and their families come over."

"Will we still cook New Year's Eve dinner at home?"

Ling Jianwei nodded: "Go ahead and do it. We have to eat leftovers on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

"We can finish cooking earlier and then come to the army base." Li Yue suddenly asked curiously, "Didn't you say you were practicing your cooking skills?"

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Actually, I didn't practice at all, and there weren't any suitable ingredients in the kitchen for me to practice with. However, I'll take charge of cooking the New Year's Eve dinner and make a sumptuous meal to broaden your horizons."

Li Yue teased, "I'm afraid you'll waste good ingredients."

"You can just keep an eye on things from the side."

After finishing her meal, Li Yue rinsed the two lunchboxes with boiling water. The instructor came over with a few oranges and said, "Little Li, come and have some oranges."

After saying that, he placed four oranges on the table.

"Thank you, instructor," Li Yue replied.

The instructor called Ling Jianwei away, seemingly to discuss something.

Li Yue tasted an orange; it was quite sweet.

After waiting for a while, Ling Jianwei still hadn't returned, so Li Yue went back to the inner room. Seeing the neatly folded green military blanket on his bed, she simply lay down, pulled the blanket over herself, and took off her coat and a pair of thick pants, intending to take a nap.

After Ling Jianwei finished his business and returned to his dormitory, Li Yue lay there with her big, dark eyes open, watching him.

He asked with a smile, "Are you cold? Do you want another blanket?"

"No need, I'm wearing a coat." The coat she was wearing today was her mother's cashmere coat, which was quite warm.

Ling Jianwei nodded. It was break time, so he took off his coat and squeezed in.

Li Yue complained, "The bed is too small, and the blanket is too small too."

"Isn't it just right to hold him?"

Li Yue nudged him and sniffed, "Ling Jianwei, I think your blanket smells weird."

He murmured, "My taste."

Li Yue knew what the strange smell was, and glared at him: "Aren't you supposed to be very clean? Why are you doing this here?"

He looked at me intently, making no attempt to hide his feelings: "I made this when I was thinking of you."

Li Yue smacked her chin, but then she thought about it and realized something was wrong. She frowned and said, "But from the time we met until you came back alone, you only slept here for one night, the night you looked at the moon."

The man gazed at the woman with delicate features without changing his expression, and replied indifferently, "Ah."

Li Yue fell silent.

Suddenly the man pulled her close, leaned close to her ear, and nibbled on her soft earlobe, his voice low and playful: "Your mark is left here too."

Li Yue struggled: "No, it's not convenient here, and there are no safety measures."

Ling Jianwei raised an eyebrow: "No, but no one said they would do it."

Li Yue: "?"

She was no match for him at all; she struggled for a moment, but the man's large hand had already covered her.

Even here, the man was completely unrestrained and extremely unruly.

From last night until this morning, Li Yue had been constantly seduced by him, and now, with just a slight caress from him, she was deeply aroused.

Ling Jianwei twirled her fingers, looking at her meaningfully, then cast an ambiguous glance at her.

After a low laugh, he ignored her resistance.

This girl is really delicate. He only used a little force, and she was breathing heavily, clutching his arm, completely defeated in his arms.

In truth, tormenting her was also tormenting himself. But looking at the flushed, hazy look on her fair cheeks, the man felt that the night he had felt utterly hopeless yet missed her so deeply had finally been answered in this way.

The void in his heart was completely filled at this moment.

The man placed his finger under her nose for her to smell, his voice low and husky: "We've both left marks, that's fair."

At this point, Li Yue couldn't take it anymore. Panting, she punched him several times.

Li Yue spent almost the entire afternoon angry with him. Fortunately, there was no work to do afterward, so Ling Jianwei said goodbye and took her away from the camp.

As soon as they got home around 4 p.m., he picked her up and carried her while taking off her coat with his large hands.

"How do you want to punish me?" The man's eyes and brows were full of desire for her. "From now on, you can do whatever you want with me."

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