Jiang Zhining was shocked and whimpered.

Song Yuzhou acted as if he didn't hear her, pried open her teeth and continued to demand.

Jiang Zhining opened her red lips slightly and responded to his passionate kiss.

The water level where they were was very shallow, with only a little water.

There was cool water on her back, but the man's body was hot. Feeling his lips moving from her lips to her neck, Jiang Zhining's eyes were a little blurred.

Her body was already soaked, and her clothes clung tightly to her curves, making her look indescribably attractive.

Jiang Zhining hugged his neck and her breathing quickened uncontrollably.

After repeated intimate contacts, Jiang Zhining subconsciously arched her body.

Song Yuzhou's hot breath sprayed, and his deep eyes were filled with color: "Go back."

His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a strong sense of restraint.

Jiang Zhining's lips were dry, and her slender fingers fell on his lips, along his jawline, and fell on his collarbone: "I can bear it."

"Well, I don't want to be here."

He was worried about being seen, which didn't matter to him, but her body was something only he could see.

Listening to his hoarse voice, Jiang Zhining leaned close to his ear and said hoarsely, "There shouldn't be anyone."

"Zhi Ning."

She saw the fire in his eyes and understood his restraint.

He was willing to endure for her, and she was willing to make an exception for him.

"Just treat it as a different experience." Jiang Zhining took the initiative to peck his lips.

Song Yuzhou's eyes became more enthusiastic, he could already feel that his brother had become stronger.

Seeing this, Song Yuzhou stood up.

Just when Jiang Zhining was puzzled, she saw Song Yuzhou bend down, pick up her who was lying in the water, and walk towards a big rock not far away.

After a while, Song Yuzhou walked to the backlit side of the big rock, and the figures of the two blended perfectly into the darkness.

"Don't catch a cold." Song Yuzhou kissed her lips again.

This time, no scruples.

In the dark night, there seemed to be a snapping sound.

After a passionate lovemaking, Song Yuzhou's hard work and the blowing of the summer breeze dried all his clothes.

Song Yuzhou took off his clothes, put them on her, and then carried her home.

Jiang Zhining leaned softly against his hot skin.

"I can't stand your teasing anymore." Song Yuzhou said hoarsely.

Jiang Zhining smiled and kissed him on the ear deliberately: "Really?"

"Wife." Under the moonlight, Song Yuzhou's eyes were full of doting.

"You can only do this to me, otherwise..." Jiang Zhining bit her silver teeth. Song Yuzhou felt pain but did not dodge.

"Well, only to you." Song Yuzhou looked serious.

Jiang Zhining rubbed his neck with satisfaction, causing Song Yuzhou's breath to warm.

Although her body is only twenty years old, her soul is already over twenty years old.

When I was in college, my roommate dragged me to the Internet to watch those exciting videos.

Although I have a lot of viewing experience, I have never had the opportunity to experience it.

Now that I have a husband with a great figure and good physical strength, of course I have to turn theory into practice.

When Song Yuzhou carried Jiang Zhining home, she was already asleep.

Worried that she wouldn't sleep well, Song Yuzhou carried her to bed and went to boil water to wipe her body.

Perhaps because she was too tired today, Jiang Zhining slept very soundly and let Song Yuzhou take care of her.

After helping her change into clean pajamas, covering her with a blanket, and making sure she didn't have a cold, Song Yuzhou quietly left the room.

It was past ten in the evening and everyone had gone to bed. Song Yuzhou went to the water tank in the yard and poured cold water over himself to rinse.

He is in very good health and even takes cold showers in the middle of winter.

After all, there is no hot water when fighting in the wild.

After taking a shower, Song Yuzhou put the clothes they had changed into the basin, walked to the washing table and started washing clothes.

Just as Song Yuzhou was scrubbing his clothes vigorously with a brush, Song Chen, who had gotten up to go to the bathroom, walked up to him and said, "Dad."

Song Yuzhou looked up at him: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'll help you wash." Song Chen rolled up his sleeves.

He knew that Song Yuzhou was very busy at work and it was hard for him to support the three of them, so since he was adopted by Song Yuzhou, he has been very sensible and tried his best to do all the housework.

"No need. You should go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow." Song Yuzhou responded calmly.

After brushing the clothes, Song Yuzhou started to rinse again.

"You've been busy all day. It's so late. You can actually leave the clothes for her to wash." Song Chen suggested.

"Need not."

"You even have to wash your own clothes. Dad, what's the point of getting married?" Song Chen asked coldly.

Hearing this, Song Yuzhou paused.

Song Yuzhou stood up straight and met his gaze: "I didn't marry a wife to let her do housework. I would do these things myself when she was not around. Why should I leave them to her after marrying her?"

"Other people's wives are all like this." Song Chen saw that all the military wives in the military compound did this.

"That's someone else's wife, not mine." Song Yuzhou said seriously, "Song Chen, remember, marrying a wife is not for her to work like a slave for us."

"Then what's the point of getting a wife?"

"It's to give us a home and a place to belong." Song Yuzhou's eyes were firm. "Jiang Zhining is my wife. She's the woman I want to spend my life with. I want to sleep in the same bed with her and even share a coffin with her when we die."

Song Chen couldn't understand what he meant, but he felt that Jiang Zhining was very important to Song Yuzhou and he would not be separated from her.

Song Yuzhou patted his shoulder: "She is willing to be your mother and a part of our family. I am very grateful to her and I feel sorry for her."

"I know, she is more important than us." Song Chen lowered his head.

A few days ago, his classmates all said that if there is a stepmother, the biological father will become a stepfather.

Not to mention, Song Yuzhou is just their uncle.

"You are all my family, and you are all very important. Zhining and I will accompany you as you grow up. Don't you think that Xixi and Song Ye are more cheerful now than before?"

Song Chen's heart was moved. He naturally felt their changes.

"Song Chen, she is afraid of the dark. If she is outside alone when I am not at home, can you help me pick her up?" Song Yuzhou asked gently.

Song Chen turned around and said, "I'll see what's going on." Then he quickly ran into the house.

Seeing this, Song Yuzhou smiled knowingly.

In fact, Song Chen is a very soft-hearted person, but the tragic experiences of those years have made him put away that softness.

Taking his eyes off him, Song Yuzhou continued washing clothes.

It was already eleven o'clock when I finished everything and returned to the room.

Song Yuzhou did not go to bed directly, but stood slowly by the window, just because he did not want the cold air on his body to be transmitted to her.

After sitting there for more than ten minutes, Song Yuzhou came to the bed, quietly climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside her.

After making sure that she was warm, he moved a little closer to her.

His hand fell on her slender waist. Song Yuzhou carefully put his lips close to her hair and kissed her temples: "Good night, wife."