Chapter 15 I'll listen to you elsewhere
Jiang Wanwan looked down and saw him take out an oil paper bag from his pocket. The bag was wrapped in many layers of oil paper, sealed tightly and tied with a thin straw rope.
Jiang Wanwan stretched out her finger and poked it: "What is it?"
Shen Xingjiang stuffed the paper bag into her hands, sat on the kang, held Jiang Wanwan in his arms, and lit the kerosene lamp.
The light is on.
Jiang Wanwan's plump little face was white with a hint of red, and was hundreds of times more tender than a peeled egg.
Her face rested on Shen Xingjiang's chest, her ears filled with the sound of his strong heartbeat. She lifted the straw rope and uncovered the oil paper.
When you peel off the outer layer, the aroma of chicken comes out.
Jiang Wanwan swallowed her saliva and quickly opened the paper package, revealing half a golden and tempting roast chicken inside.
"Where did you get it?"
Shen Xingjiang: "Wuhuashan Farm is surrounded by mountains on three sides. Because it is a military farm, we were asked to hunt for things in the mountains. I hunted a pheasant and roasted it. I gave the head and feet to the cook and exchanged them for seasoning. I gave the other half to Captain Cheng and brought the rest back to you."
Jiang Wanwan put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss.
"Hubby, you are so nice. Marrying you is the blessing I have earned in three lifetimes. How can you be so nice?"
Chen Xingjiang curled his lips and smiled, "No, marrying Wanwan is my blessing."
Jiang Wanwan passed the chicken leg to his mouth: "You eat first, and I'll eat after you finish."
Shen Xingjiang never wanted to reject her kindness. This was what he had always dreamed of. God had mercy on him and let him marry his sweetheart and be happy.
He wanted to take a small bite.
Jiang Wanwan seized the opportunity and stuffed a big mouthful in it: "Eat it all."
Shen Xingjiang had no choice but to take a bite.
"The food in the army is very good. I had five steamed buns and a bowl of potato vermicelli and pork belly soup at night."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan picked up half a roasted chicken and started to eat it. The chicken was warm, roasted to a crispy outside and tender inside. The outside was golden and greasy, while the inside was so tender that it was juicy. The meat of the mountain pheasant was firm and tasted more tender than ordinary domestic pheasants.
Fresh and fragrant!
Jiang Wanwan ate half a chicken leg and a little bit of chicken breast, and couldn't finish the rest: "You finish it."
Shen Xingjiang took the remaining chicken and ate it in big mouthfuls. After eating the chicken, Jiang Wanwan yawned. Shen Xingjiang knew that she was sleepy, so he fetched water to wash up.
Jiang Wanwan rinsed the taste from her mouth, washed her feet, and changed into pajamas before going to bed.
She made the bed.
He was wearing boxer shorts, revealing his upper body with firm muscles and smooth lines. A few drops of water from washing his face fell on his lower abdomen, flowed down his abdomen and disappeared into the seam of his pants.
Shen Xingjiang got on the kang and into bed. Jiang Wanwan hesitated for a moment and then reached out to wrap her arms around him.
She lay in Shen Xingjiang's arms, her head resting on his shoulder, her arms around his waist. Under the popping candle flame, Jiang Wanwan's face was pale with a hint of red.
She likes to bite her lips when she is nervous or thinking about something, and she doesn't even realize that her plump lips are swollen when she bites them.
Shen Xingjiang noticed it and raised his hand to hold her chin: “Let go.”
Jiang Wanwan opened her mouth.
Shen Xingjiang asked, “What are you thinking about?”
He noticed this habit of hers.
Jiang Wanwan put her hands on his waist and answered truthfully: "Let me think about it. You will be away from home for a few days when you leave tomorrow. Should I feed you tonight so that you won't miss me too much tomorrow?"
Thinking about tomorrow?
Shen Xingjiang’s lower abdomen tightened when he heard her say this!
He turned over and pressed Jiang Wanwan down.
Jiang Wanwan likes this posture very much. She feels as if the whole world belongs to him. From this angle, Shen Xingjiang has thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and eyes embellished with thick ink.
Of this face, Jiang Wanwan likes Shen Xingjiang's eyes the most. His eyes are deep, his double eyelids are neither too wide nor too narrow, just the right size, the tails of his eyes are fan-shaped, his eyelashes are very long and straight, and his thick eyelashes can be seen from the side.
Jiang Wanwan reached out and touched the ends of his eyelashes with her fingertips. She was mesmerized and lost in thought.
“I’m suddenly looking forward to winter.”
Shen Xingjiang raised his eyebrows: “Why?”
Jiang Wanwan swallowed her saliva and said, "It snows in winter and falls on your face. Your eyelashes are so long and fine crystal frost will condense at the end of your eyes. It must look very beautiful."
“Chen Xingjiang, how come you are so good-looking?”
"She's so pretty, but she doesn't look like the Shen family's biological child."
Jiang Wanwan: “…”
What is she talking about?
Whose good person praised someone else's outstanding appearance and said that the other person did not look like his own child!
Shen Xingjiang felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and instead laughed, his laughter causing his chest to vibrate: “Many people say that I don’t look like a biological child.”
Jiang Wanwan quickly tried to make up for it: "Maybe you are more like your mother."
In the past, when someone mentioned Shen Xingjiang’s mother, Shen Xingjiang would beat him up, but when Jiang Wanwan mentioned him, he just leaned over and kissed her.
"Good Wanwan, your words must count. I will not be polite to you tonight."
Jiang Wanwan liked his eyes just now, but now she didn't dare to look into them, because his eyes were full of desire and conquest, so she didn't dare to look him in the face.
Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and climbed onto his shoulders tremblingly.
Shen Xingjiang was white, but Jiang Wanwan was even whiter. Her slender white hands were on his shoulders. Her skin color and muscles presented an exaggerated contrast of strength and beauty!
Jiang Wanwan's skin was as white, tender and soft as brocade satin that would break if torn.
Shen Xingjiang held an ancient sword made of black iron, and the wind from the sword could cut her into pieces without her even touching him.
This was indeed the case. Soon her legs were shaking and she begged for mercy in a soft voice: "Next time, next time. I can't bear it anymore."
He was born with a terrifying appearance, great strength, great speed, and a variety of skills.
She is young and can't eat much.
Shen Xingjiang blocked her lips, his eyes full of bloodshot: "Wan Wan, I listen to you everywhere else, but here, you have to obey me."
Everything can be discussed, except this matter.
It is difficult to feed a man who has just started eating meat, and he only stops eating in the early morning.
Jiang Wanwan was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers, so she let him boil water and serve her. No wonder she was so clean yesterday morning, because he helped her wash.
She closed her eyes shyly, and waited for Shen Xingjiang to put clothes on her. She blushed and threw herself into his arms and hugged him.
Jiang Wanwan took a deep breath: "I used to be in poor health, dizzy, and uncontrollable, but when I hold you, these symptoms seem to have never existed."
She hasn't been weak for a long time.
After sleeping with him in the previous life, her health seemed to have improved a lot, but after eloping with Zhang Weixing, her health deteriorated again.
Jiang Wanwan boldly guessed, could it be that Shen Xingjiang had a strong yang energy, which suppressed the evil ways of Jiang Lian, that bastard!
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan hugged him like an octopus, gasped in pain at the pain in her wound, and put her leg down.
Shen Xingjiang frowned and rarely scolded: “Don’t move.”
He rubbed Jiang Wanwan's waist and rested his chin on the top of her head: "What you said is more like a female fairy in the mountains sucking my yang energy to practice martial arts. That martial art is called double cultivation."
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