One sip and it wasn't bad at all; in fact, it had a unique flavor. Cheng Ran drank about half a bowl and praised her ability to make soup.
"It tastes good. I wonder where Hung Hing got the herbs. Next time, I can ask him to find some with a milder flavor."
Hong Xing was also thinking about his recovery and would never harm him. Seeing that he had drunk half a bowl and was drinking more, Jiang Wanqing also served herself a small bowl.
The two had limited appetites, so they only drank a small portion of the pot, leaving the other half on the stove after turning off the heat.
After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we felt a bit sleepy. We sat for a while, then took a shower and went to rest.
In September, there are not many mosquitoes, and with incense burning in the room, you can't even see a single mosquito.
But not long after lying down, Cheng Ran felt itchy all over and couldn't help scratching, leaving a noticeable red mark on the back of her neck.
Jiang Wanqing didn't know if it was because of his influence or something else, but she also felt a little uncomfortable. Her eyes were hot, and she felt even more uncomfortable when she heard the heavy breathing behind her.
"Is it because it's too hot today...?"
Otherwise, it would be hard to explain why this was happening. Frustrated, she turned over, her forehead damp with sweat. When she turned around, she was met with Cheng Ran's handsome face.
"Cheng Ran...something's not right..."
She shook her head, closed her eyes, and shook off the rising desire in her mind. They had been lying in the same bed for a long time, but today it was unusually... restless. She gripped the corner of the blanket tightly.
"What's wrong?"
When he spoke, his breath was scalding hot, and Jiang Wanqing curled her toes, her voice filled with suppressed resentment.
"That soup... no, it's the herbs in it..."
"You mean Hung Hing harmed us?"
"No, but he might have really meant well but ended up doing something wrong."
In her previous life, Jiang Wanqing was not an innocent little girl. She knew about the things between men and women. As the changes in her body became more and more obvious, she understood what was happening.
She looked up with her big, watery eyes and asked Cheng Ran, "Are you feeling unwell?"
He was also trying to control himself. He thought of the wine that Hung Hing had given him on his wedding day, which had a similar effect. He quickly understood what was going on. It would have been better if he hadn't thought about it. The more he thought about it, the hotter his body became.
There was still some distance between them, but they could already feel each other's warmth.
"I'm going to take a cold shower!"
He almost instantly stopped his hand from touching her skin, lifted the blanket and was about to get off when Jiang Wanqing grabbed his wrist.
"You're still injured..."
It was late at night again. Although it was late summer, there was still a chill in the air, and he wasn't the only one who caught it.
There is no better way.
"have."
Jiang Wanqing sat up, the blanket slipped down a couple of places, revealing her fair skin, and she gritted her teeth.
"I can help you."
Cheng Ran thought he was hallucinating. His eyes were filled with conflicting and complicated emotions, and his eyelids twitched.
Do you know what you're saying?
"Hmm, want to give it a try?"
He was not a virtuous man, and she was not an ascetic nun.
"Wanqing..."
He was still struggling, afraid that she was just acting on impulse and would regret it when she came to her senses. However, before he could finish speaking, she took the initiative to cling to him.
Jiang Wanqing knelt on the bed and moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her eyes seemed to have a mysterious attraction, making it difficult for him to look away.
"hiss……"
In the instant he hesitated, her lips suddenly covered his. Cheng Ran's eyes widened, but he dared not move his hands.
She stepped back slightly, her eyes moist, and said aggrievedly, "I've done all this, and you won't even move? Or am I not attractive enough to you... um..."
He returned her kiss, more intense and powerful than hers. You could tell he'd never kissed anyone else before; it was unorthodox, lacking my speed and skill, filled only with intense emotion.
He slowly kissed her neck, holding her tightly as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones and make her one with him.
"On the contrary, you are too attractive, and I am afraid of hurting you."
"What if I wanted to?"
Cheng Ran raised an eyebrow and cupped her face in his hands. Even in the darkness of the night, her face was still as beautiful as a peach blossom.
"really?"
"You're so slow!" Jiang Wanqing couldn't stand his cautious manner in this matter any longer, so she decisively pounced on him.
...
The next day, Jiang Wanqing got up, rubbing her lower back. Unfortunately, she hadn't managed to finish the last step yesterday and the cooking failed because her period had come at an inopportune time!
I finally mustered up the courage, but the atmosphere was completely ruined.
There was no one around anymore, and she snorted with a pout.
He brought in brown sugar ginger water, sat on the edge of the bed and fed it to her. Although he didn't finish the job, he kissed and touched her all he wanted.
"Does it still hurt?"
"What did you ask?"
"Ahem... Yesterday was really unlucky, but why do you look even more resentful than I am?" He gently touched her pert nose and rubbed her head: "The future is still long."
"What if I change my mind?"
She teased him on purpose, and drank the brown sugar ginger water he fed her, finally feeling a little warmth in her lower abdomen.
"You won't."
Cheng Ran's smile broadened considerably. If he had previously thought that Jiang Wanqing was only living with him out of a sense of responsibility and obligation, after last night, he was almost certain that she did have feelings for him, and he was even confident that these feelings could develop into love.
"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Wanqing nudged him, got out of bed, put on her coat, and turned back with a sly grin, raising her chin as she said, "Don't forget I'm going to work at school today. What if I run into a handsome young man... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, he sealed her words with a kiss, more skillfully than yesterday, lingering on her soft lips and supporting her waist to steady her.
"Once my leg is fully healed, what young man can surpass me?"
"Narcissistic!"
Jiang Wanqing chuckled, patted his chest, and said meaningfully, "Looks may not matter, but as for physique... I might not be as good as you."
"Comrade Wanqing, you are inciting people to commit crimes."
"Really?" Her eyes darted around a couple of times before slipping under his arm. "Then Battalion Commander Cheng needs to seriously reflect on his self-control. I'm going to work now."
Watching her nimble figure dash off, Cheng Ran rubbed his forehead and shook his head.
No sooner had Jiang Wanqing left than Hong Xing arrived, looking quite pleased.
"Battalion Commander, I just saw your wife go out, you..."
As he walked in, he noticed that Cheng Ran's expression was rather unpleasant. Well, she was smiling just now, but her face fell when she saw him.
"I know I'm not your sister-in-law, Battalion Commander, you don't have to treat me differently so quickly, last night..."
"You have the nerve to bring that up!" Cheng Ran glared at him. "You better explain yourself clearly about the herbs, or you'll be punished by running fifty laps!"
"No, no, no..." Hong Xing immediately stood at attention: "That wasn't my idea, it was Sister Lan. She said it would be good for your recovery. I only found out after I got back... How were you and your wife yesterday...?"
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