Zhao Lihan said, "I just completed a very important mission and happened to be flying back with Dad on a helicopter."
Wang Xiaolan looked at her husband in surprise, thinking that she had often taken planes in the future, but had never taken a private plane.
Zhao Lihan looked at his wife in front of him with a surprised expression, smiled, hugged her in his arms, and covered her with the quilt.
"I take helicopters quite often, because most of my missions involve airdropping to uninhabited areas in primeval forests or deserts."
Wang Xiaolan said, "You just said that you and my dad were on a plane together. What a joke! I went back two days ago and didn't hear Dad say he was going on a business trip."
Then she smiled and explained herself, "But my mom doesn't ask about my dad's work, so it's even more impossible for me."
Zhao Lihan answered seriously, "My mission is related to your father's case. As for the plane ride, that was specially arranged by the higher-ups."
When Wang Xiaolan heard him say this, she stopped asking questions.
"Okay! Your business is not my business to ask."
Zhao Lihan gently pinched Wang Xiaolan's waist and said, "We have some time now, let's do it again. How about it?"
A black line appeared on Wang Xiaolan's head.
"Can your body handle this? Forget it, you should just get some rest!"
Zhao Lihan said coquettishly in front of her: "Wife, I've been holding it in for so long, and I've only released a little bit, can you bear to ignore me?"
Wang Xiaolan stared with wide eyes, looking in disbelief at the man before her, whose face was filled with pleading—her husband. His pitiful appearance made her feel both angry and amused, but more than that, she felt a deep sense of helplessness.
"Hmph! You're always troublesome and keep asking for too much. I don't want to pay any attention to you." After saying that, he turned his head towards the inside of the bed.
Zhao Lihan found his wife's angry look very cute. This was because his wife cared about him. At this moment, he just kept grinning...
Wang Xiaolan, with her back to Zhao Lihan, saw that there was no movement, so she turned around and continued to scold him, "Why are you still standing there? If you don't come closer, do you want me to invite you with drums and gongs?" After that, she turned her head away and stopped looking at him.
Wang Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh deeply, thinking to herself: Why is this guy like a child? This is completely inconsistent with the title of "Soldier King" that others say!
When Zhao Lihan heard this, his heart was suddenly ablaze. He instantly realized that this lovely young wife was giving him an order! So, like an arrow from a bow, he darted into his wife's warm bed with lightning speed.
I was quite pleased with myself, thinking: "My wife likes this. I will use it more often next time to make her happy."
Zhao Lihan immediately became full of energy as if he had received a special pardon.
Then, a torrent of passion washed over her. Once, twice, three times... Wang Xiaolan felt dizzy, as if the world had turned upside down. Zhao Lihan, on the other hand, was completely absorbed in the pleasure, showing no sign of stopping.
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xiaolan could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep exhausted. At this point, Zhao Lihan finally stopped moving with satisfaction, gently embraced his wife in his arms, and fell into a sweet dream together.
When Wang Xiaolan woke up, it was already the next afternoon. Fortunately, it was Sunday, otherwise she would have missed her classes.
She turned over and her whole body felt like it was falling apart and she was in great pain.
At this time, the door of the room opened and Zhao Lihan walked in with a spirited look on his face.
"Wife, you're awake."
Wang Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him, turned her back and ignored her. After a while, a big hand reached into the quilt and stroked her body. She turned around suddenly and stared at him before she could say anything.
Her mouth was blocked by his mouth. Wang Xiaolan struggled to push it away and said, "You, you are not full yet? Stop it..."
"Okay, don't be angry, I'll give you a massage."
"I don't even want a massage from you. God knows what you're up to."
Zhao Lihan sat on the bed, hugged Wang Xiaolan tightly in his arms, and said, "Wife, you are really the worm in my stomach. You know what I want."
Wang Xiaolan said, "Your body won't be able to handle this kind of excessive behavior."
Zhao Lihan said, "Wife, your man is in very good health. He won't be unable to withstand these two blows. You are underestimating his strength!"
When Wang Xiaolan heard this, she said angrily, "You said it was only two times, but you've already torn me apart."
Zhao Lihan coaxed her while gently caressing her body and said, "Wife, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I won't dare to do it again next time."
Wang Xiaolan glared at him and said, "You're not afraid next time, you're just being incredibly bold. Something in you is stirring, do you think I don't know?"
Zhao Lihan's little thoughts were exposed by Wang Xiaolan, so he blushed and said, "Okay! I'll go take a cold shower!"
After saying that, he was about to stand up when Wang Xiaolan grabbed him and said, "Since you've suffered a lot outside, I'll forgive you this time."
Zhao Lihan said in surprise: "My wife really cares about me." After that, he unbuttoned his coat and got into the quilt...
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Siheyuan
Yu Wenlin and Wang Xiaolan were busy making lunch in the kitchen.
Yu Wenlin stood at the kitchen chopping board, a sharp knife in hand, expertly slicing a plump potato into even, thin strips. She bent slightly, her eyes focused intently on her movements, but a heavy sigh escaped her.
"Ah...it would be great if my son-in-law served in Kyoto! That way he could come home more often to help out and take care of the household chores. And you wouldn't have to work so hard like you do now."
While Yu Wenlin continued to cut the potatoes into shreds, he turned to look at his daughter who was busy beside him, his eyes full of heartache and helplessness.
She thought of her husband who was away on cases all year round and she worried about his safety from time to time. She didn't want her daughter to be like her.
She longed very much for the whole family to sit together, eat, chat, and fill the whole house with laughter.
The kitchen was filled with a rich aroma. Wang Xiaolan was standing at the stove, concentrating on preparing a delicious dish of mapo tofu. She expertly cut the fresh tofu into even pieces and deep-fried them in boiling oil until they were golden and crispy.
As the frying pan crackled, Wang Xiaolan carefully stir-fried the ingredients while saying to her mother, "Mom, you know Li Han is a soldier! His career is for the country, and he can't take care of our family. As his wife, I can't hold him back."
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