Chapter 55 Battalion Commander Song is Jealous Again
Song Zhan lay upright on the bed, while Shen Wanjun clung to him, her hands and feet moving restlessly.
Song Zhan felt ticklish and tried to resist the urge to laugh.
He cupped Shen Wanjun's face in his hands and pecked her on the lips.
"Wife, thank you for coming to my military post and for keeping me company."
Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to keep going on his own.
The body is already ruined, how long can the soul hold on?
In the dim light, Shen Wanjun saw a serious and earnest face.
But the love in his eyes was so abundant it seemed to be overflowing.
Shen Wanjun returned his kiss passionately, unable to believe how miserable Song Zhan's life would have been if she hadn't come.
He came from an unhappy family and worked hard to build everything he had, but fate played a cruel joke on him.
Both of them are very satisfied with their current life.
They get along well in daily life; the room, which is neither too big nor too small, is decorated very warmly.
The only area where things don't go smoothly is that aspect.
Shen Wanjun was unwilling to only eat dessert before the main course.
Song Zhan was no different; he had been enduring it for a month and was almost going crazy.
He realized he was being greedy; he had already been quite satisfied with just hugging and kissing her.
Now every night he longs to devour her and crush her into his very bones.
Shen Wanjun pushed him away, touched her lips which were red from being bitten, and said irritably, "Take it easy."
Song Zhan smiled but didn't say anything. He wanted to take it easy, but he couldn't help it.
With my sweet and soft wife in my arms, who could resist?
Shen Wanjun suddenly felt something was wrong, so she turned on the light to find out what was going on—Song Zhan seemed different.
Song Zhan was stunned for a long time before pressing down on the blanket and saying, "Wife, stop messing around and turn off the light."
Shen Wanjun looked at him with amusement and said, "You turned off the lights and then showed them to me?"
Every night when Song Zhan kisses someone, he asks that the lights be turned off, otherwise he can't relax.
She preferred to leave the lights on, not wanting to miss any subtle expression on his face.
Later, the two compromised by turning on the bedside lamp, using a very low wattage bulb.
Song Zhan took a deep breath. "Turn off the light first."
Shen Wanjun reluctantly turned off the light, but her hands were grabbed by a large hand.
He pulled her to his chest, then to his abdomen, and slowly slid her down.
In the darkness, Shen Wanjun stared wide-eyed in shock—her grand feast was in the works.
"Ahem, we'll talk to Dr. Huang about this tomorrow."
"Then...you go ahead and say it." Song Zhan couldn't bring himself to speak.
He found it really difficult to give Huang Ya a pleasant look; it was strange for two grown men to be discussing this matter.
Huang Ya's gaze towards Shen Wanjun was always excessively enthusiastic.
Remembering that Shen Wanjun had brought him steamed buns before, Song Zhan felt a pang of jealousy well up in his heart again.
"Honey, I want to eat steamed buns tomorrow morning."
"Eat, are eight big steamed buns enough?"
"Then will you give it to Dr. Huang?" Song Zhan asked tentatively.
"We'll see. If we leave too early and he hasn't eaten, then we'll give him one or two."
Song Zhan was extremely disappointed, his voice bitter and pleading: "Can you not give it to him?"
How could Huang Ya, a grown man, have the nerve to accept something from someone else's wife?
He's so shameless.
In the darkness, Song Zhan secretly cursed Huang Ya.
Shen Wanjun quietly began to enjoy a sumptuous meal, which startled Song Zhan, causing his hands and feet to tense up abruptly.
A moment later, he let out a heavy, muffled groan in the darkness.
Shen Wanjun kissed his cheek and whispered, "You stingy boy, Dr. Huang has gone to great lengths for you, you should be grateful."
"We're not short of food, what's wrong with giving him two steamed buns?"
Song Zhan hadn't recovered yet when he mumbled, "Wife, let's not talk about him right now."
He wouldn't allow another man's name to appear in their bed.
The words "Dr. Huang" sounded harsh to him, shattering his pleasant feelings in an instant.
Like going from heaven to hell, the pleasure just now felt like a beautiful dream.
Back to reality, he is still disabled.
A faint sense of loss welled up in Song Zhan's heart. Shen Wanjun rested her head on his arm and said, "Once your leg is healed, it will be your turn to serve me."
Happy things should, of course, be mutually beneficial.
She can't always be the one doing all the hard work; she has to just try to please him.
Women hold up half the sky, and women also need happiness.
Song Zhan knew the chances were slim, but he still nodded and said indulgently, "Okay."
God knows how much he wanted to feed her; the feeling of helplessness almost overwhelmed him.
Shen Wanjun hugged his arm and drifted off to sleep.
In my dream, I felt the people around me were constantly moving.
She groggily opened her eyes and patted Song Zhan's foot: "Don't move."
Song Zhan woke up with a start, and it took him a while to realize what had happened.
"Honey, turn on the light quickly."
Shen Wanjun muttered, "Now you're willing to turn on the lights again."
Turning on the light, Song Zhan sat up straight and pointed to his feet.
"Wife, look! Look!"
Shen Wanjun, still half asleep, saw a large foot dangling there.
The eyes saw it, but the mind was still asleep.
Why are you showing me your feet?
Did you wake her up just for this?
This person is really going too far.
Before Shen Wanjun could say anything more, Song Zhan said directly, "My legs can move again!"
"You can move your feet?!" Shen Wanjun realized and screamed excitedly.
Hearing the noise, Song Juan knocked on the door: "Brother, sister-in-law, are you... alright?"
What if they're up to something in the middle of the night and she happens to see them?
"Juan'er, come in quickly, come and see your brother."
Hearing Shen Wanjun's scream like a groundhog, Song Juan rushed in on a whim.
"What happened to my brother?" she asked anxiously.
Meeting Song Zhan's eyes, she said irritably, "You're perfectly fine."
Song Zhan pointed to his feet: "Look here."
He wiggled his ankles, and his toes moved along with them.
Song Juan realized what was happening and hugged Shen Wanjun, screaming, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, my brother's legs can move again!"
Shen Wanjun and Song Juan hugged each other, and the two jumped around on the bed without any regard for their image.
Song Zhan smiled and stopped them in time: "Keep it down, don't disturb the neighbors."
Shen Wanjun said nonchalantly, "Sister Hong sleeps very well; she can't hear anything."
Dang Xianghong can fall asleep anywhere; one second she's touching her pillow, and the next she's snoring away.
On the other side was Gao Xiaoman's house. That couple was even more argumentative than hers, arguing every three days and having a big fight every two days.
Early the next morning.
Shen Wanjun then told Huang Ya this wonderful news.
Huang Ya was stunned for a long time before saying, "Great news, this is tremendous good news."
After the two of them finally managed to put Song Zhan, wheelchair and all, into the jeep, Hao Mei suddenly appeared with the two of them.
She said with a contented expression, "Battalion Commander Song, I'm so sorry, we need to take Comrade Shen back for questioning, she can't leave now."
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