Chapter 83 Be good, let me help you paint it again
The man's lips curled up slightly. He put the lunch box in his hand on the bedside and approached Wen Ci step by step. His voice was deep and magnetic: "Wife, don't be angry."
"Who is angry and embarrassed?" Wen Ci retorted.
After saying that, she rolled her eyes at Huo Jingyuan.
It's obvious that he is a bastard who has no self-control, and now he is trying to put the blame on himself. This is simply unforgivable.
Huo Jingyuan sat down beside the bed, reached out and took the ointment from Wen Ci, suppressed his inner excitement, and said calmly: "Be good, let me help you apply it again."
Wen Ci: “!!!”
Her face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Who wants you to help paint it again?"
Huo Jingyuan was neither anxious nor annoyed: "Can you finish it by yourself?"
"Why not?"
In the man's eyes, Wen Ci's rebuttal looked like an angry little animal, so cute.
"obedient."
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After a while, Wen Ci's flushed face was "forced" to have medicine applied to it by the man. When the rough fingertips touched her, Wen Ci felt extremely itchy.
"Can you move faster?"
Wen Ci stared at the ceiling, not daring to look down at Huo Jingyuan. Her stomach also protested strongly at an inopportune time.
"I'm going to wash my hands."
Huo Jingyuan's gentle voice sounded.
The ripples in Wen Ci's heart gradually calmed down.
It's finally over.
It was windy outside today, and Wen Ci put on a thick coat when she got up. She also went to the kitchen to wash her hands and sighed, "I don't know if the salary is enough to take a leave..."
When taking personal leave, one usually uses one's own salary to find someone to cover for one's shift.
Huo Jingyuan said as he took a bowl of rice: "I'm applying for marriage leave, not personal leave, so I won't deduct your salary."
"What?" Wen Ci blinked, his clear and moist eyes trembling with disbelief, "Didn't I start working after I got married?"
"Um."
"There's also marriage leave for this?!"
There was a hint of excitement in Wen Ci's voice.
Huo Jingyuan opened the lunch boxes. One contained stir-fried lettuce and the other contained stir-fried tofu and meat. "The treatment in the Northwest is good. Family members who have just married in the army can have seven days of marriage leave when they join the hospital or school."
This is a convenience for newlyweds.
What we are trying to prevent is those young men who have just gotten married and have no idea of self-control.
Wen Ci smacked his lips as he looked at the delicious food, then picked up his chopsticks and tasted some lettuce. Due to the geographical location in the northwest, vegetables were extremely scarce.
"Sister Jing's cooking is as delicious as always."
Huo Jingyuan looked at his wife with resentment. She looked very satisfied, as if she had eaten some delicacies from the mountains and the sea. "Isn't it delicious if I cook it myself?"
“Uh…” Wen Ci was embarrassed.
Huo Jingyuan’s cooking skills are also good, but they are absolutely incomparable to Sister Jing’s.
But seeing the man's resentful eyes, she smiled and looked at Huo Jingyuan ingratiatingly: "It's delicious, and Captain Huo's attention is also unique!"
After the praise, Wen Ci felt relieved.
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A few days later.
Although the Northwest Military Region is in a semi-closed state, military vehicles come back every day dragging a lot of things to build the stage, as if there is a festive atmosphere.
Wen Ci and Yu Qing were also working overtime to practice the water sleeve dance.
The two of them had a great understanding of each other and even borrowed drums from the art troupe of the Northwest Military Region. When they practiced, they used their sleeves to hit the drum.
Wen Ci was in the hospital wearing a nurse's uniform and accompanying Yu Qing to check the wards. She happened to hear several injured people lamenting:
"I should have been more restrained in my training. I twisted my ankle when I was stepping over the wall. Now I can't even participate in the Devil's Week. My 28-inch bar is gone."
(End of this chapter)