Chapter 148 Do you like me?
The officer was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped up, exclaiming, "Damn it! Why didn't you say so earlier!"
So that brat ran away for four years just because of this?
That's easy.
As he spoke, he took off running outside. Just as he reached the door, a voice came from behind the tent: "It's over, it's over! They've drunk all the honest guys into a drunken stupor."
"Zhenzhen, are you crazy? The snow over there is so thick, it's freezing! Come back right now!"
Before the officer could react, a hurricane swept past him.
He jolted awake, his eyes clearing. "Holy crap, what the hell flew by?"
Something was hurtling toward the back of the camp where the girls were gathered, at a speed of five meters per second.
Pushing aside a group of people, Shen Jingsi saw a girl rolling around in the snow, and rushed over in a few strides.
Wearing only a SpongeBob SquarePants onesie, Lu Zhenyu was happily rolling around in the gray snow.
This person, who never usually gets flushed when drinking, now has a bright red face and neck, clearly indicating that he has had too much to drink.
"Zhenzhen."
Shen Jing waded through the snow and, as the girl rolled around in the thick snow, took off his coat, wrapped it around her, and pulled her into his arms.
Wrapped up like a cocoon, Lu Zhenyu squinted through her drunken eyes and asked, "Who are you? Why are you hugging me?"
Shen Jingsi frowned. "It's cold outside. You'll catch a cold."
"I'm not cold! I'm dying of heat! This is my home, don't disturb my sleep!"
Shen Jingsi carried the flailing child back. The snow was too thick, so he walked slowly but steadily, one step at a time.
Tired of resisting, Lu Zhenyu calmed down and squinted at the face above her head.
Hmm, he seems to be quite handsome.
Let's take another look.
Hmm, this handsome guy seems to know her quite well.
"You still haven't said who you are."
Shen Jingsi smiled faintly, "Who do you think I am?"
And you're just making things mysterious for her.
With a sigh that sounded old-fashioned, Lu Zhenyu wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her burning face against the cool silk shirt.
"I know Shen Jingsi, he's my husband."
The leg that was about to step on the next footprint stopped, and Shen Jingsi looked at the person in his arms. "What...what did you just call me?"
Seeing Shen Jingsi's incredulous expression, Lu Zhenyu grinned and buried her face in his chest, saying nothing more.
Shen Jing's mind wandered a bit.
He wasn't sure if he had just imagined it.
Does Zhenzhen call him husband?
She said he was her husband?
He was about to carry her back to her barracks when the drunk girl threw a tantrum, hooking her arm around him and breathing hot air into his neck. "I want to go to your place. I want to live with you."
Happiness came too suddenly.
On the way back to the barracks next door, Shen Jingsi felt like he was floating.
After abstaining from sex for four years, it would be a lie to say that he had no sexual desires when his wife became pregnant again.
But after being given the cold shoulder for half a month, he didn't dare to do it again.
Having walked for so long through the thick snow, Chen Jingsi wasn't even out of breath. As soon as he entered the camp with a charcoal fire burning in it, the heat hit his face, and his frozen face began to swell.
He placed the seemingly asleep girl on the sofa, then prepared to tidy up the bed and put her in the electric blanket once it was warm enough.
Just as she let go and was about to get up, her little hand, red from the cold, clung to the loose collar of her silk shirt.
With a slight tremor of her curled eyelashes, the person lying on the sofa slowly opened her eyes.
The beautiful woman parted her cherry lips slightly, letting out a soft, sweet voice, "Husband?"
Shen Jingsi's heart was struck by this unexpected blow, swayed twice, and then overturned.
His prominent Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and the man, his husbandly instincts awakened, immediately knelt down, asking, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Zhenyu was obediently resting her head on her hands, her misty fox eyes fixed on him.
After a long while, he finally uttered, "I'm thirsty."
Shen Jingsi smiled and patted the girl's head with his palm. "Sweetie, I'll go get you some water."
I felt that even water at 50 degrees Celsius wasn't right, so I switched it between two cups until I felt the temperature was just right before returning to the cup.
Lu Zhenyu got up from the sofa, and seeing that he was about to kneel down in front of her again, she patted the sofa next to her, "Here!"
Shen Jingsi obediently sat down and held up his water glass. "Drink up, take small sips and drink slowly. I'll go make your bed."
He glanced at the water glass with his fox-like eyes, then looked through the glass at the handsome, deep-set face behind it.
With her tongue licking her dry pink lips, Lu Zhenyu pushed away the water glass and, like a little fox, slowly crawled over to snuggle into Chen Jingsi's arms.
Her arms encircled his taut, narrow waist, and her cheeks rubbed against his hard chest through his shirt.
"I'm cold, hug me."
Shen Jingsi stood there, frozen in place. Lu Zhenyu, getting a little angry, shouted fiercely, "Hurry up and hug me!"
"Huh? Ah."
Once he realized what was happening, Shen Jingsi looked at the water glass in his hand, unsure whether to put it down or not, and finally tilted his head back and drank it.
The cup fell onto the sofa, and he opened his arms to hug the person.
The little girl in his arms kept moving around, and no matter how much he held her, he couldn't get enough. He kept changing positions, like a clumsy old father, afraid that he might leave his daughter somewhere cold.
Before long, the surrounding temperature rose, mixed with the smell of alcohol on Lu Zhenyu's lips and the milky fragrance on her skin and neck.
In addition, she would move around from time to time, her soft, fragrant body rubbing against a certain sensitive spot through the SpongeBob pajamas.
Lu Zhenyu heard heavy breathing around her, the muffled sounds of swallowing saliva and forcing herself to swallow.
She lifted her eyelids and met the burning gaze above her. "I'm feeling a little hot again."
Tonight, Shen Jingsi was as naive as a big boy in some ways. "Then, what should we do? Are you going to sit back down by yourself?"
Lu Zhenyu shook her head, sat up from Shen Jingsi's arms, and pulled her bodysuit open in front of him with a ripple. She then threw it away.
A silk slip dress peeked out, revealing smooth shoulders, eye-catching fullness, and pink lips that the girl kept licking because they were dry.
Lu Zhenyu changed her position, clinging to Shen Jingsi's broad shoulders and straddling his taut thighs. Her back was reflected in the full-length mirror, showing her S-curve tightly wrapped in her nightgown.
Completely drunk, Lu Zhenyu was incredibly bold. She grabbed Shen Jingsi's hands and placed them on his slender waist, outlined by his nightgown, wrapping them around his stiff neck and tracing a path down to his narrow, straight waist.
At that very moment, all of Shen Jingsi's blood rushed into his abdominal cavity, reaching its boiling point and beginning to evaporate.
He stopped breathing, his deep eyes burning into the girl whose cheeks were flushed and whose watery eyes were hazy, as she slowly brought her intoxicatingly beautiful face closer.
Shen Jingsi swallowed hard. "Zhenzhen, are you... drunk?"
"Don't speak."
Lu Zhenyu frowned as she lowered her head, and with a somewhat domineering movement, pulled out the hem of her clothes that was tied under her belt.
A small hand reached in, fingers crawling over layers of abdominal muscles, until they reached the rapidly pounding heart, where a warm palm was placed.
"Okay, you can speak now."
"What?",
Lu Zhenyu looked up with drunken eyes, her words slightly slurred, "Do you like it?"
Shen Jingsi could barely hear his own voice anymore, "What do you like?"
She tilted her head and pointed to herself, looking rather cute, "You like me."
"..." Shen Jingsi was taken aback. "What if I said I like it?"
He didn't understand what she was doing.
Lu Zhenyu leaned down, her ear close to his, her breath reeking of alcohol, yet her voice was clear and resolute.
How much do you like it?
Do you love me?
How much do you love her?
"If it happened again, and that bullet was pointed at your head, would you still rush to save me?"
Lu Zhenyu bombarded everyone with a barrage of questions and looked at them.
She was drunk. In the four years she could remember, this was the first time she felt drunk and like a boiled shrimp.
It's boiling over, boiling over inside and out.
But she still had a sliver of reason left.
Lu Zhenyu heard this as she looked at Shen Jingsi, who was being scrutinized by her with a stern expression.
"Yes, I would do it a hundred times."
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