Ling Ruoke was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. She felt particularly happy because there was one more person eating tonight.
Huo Qingfeng watched TV with the little guy for a while, then sneaked into the kitchen, put his arm around his wife's slender waist, and breathed in the faint fragrance emanating from her.
"Wife, if every day could be like this, that would be wonderful!" Huo Qingfeng said contentedly, holding her tightly.
"How about you shrink down like Sun Wukong, and I'll hang you on my belt?" She didn't like the somber mood, so she joked playfully.
"Okay." He then hugged her tighter. "Honey, can I ask to wear it inside the belt instead of on the outside?"
Realizing he was about to act inappropriately again, Ling Ruoke quickly slapped his hand. "Don't say such nonsense."
Colonel Huo was very frustrated. He leaned close to her and said with a stern face, "Honey, do you think this is what people mean when they say, 'I know what you're going to poop as soon as you bend over'?"
Ling Ruoke almost spat out her saliva and poked his face. "I'm cooking right now. If you spit your saliva into the food, do you still want to eat it?"
"It's alright, I like to eat my wife's saliva. Does my wife want me to eat it now?" Colonel Huo said calmly and without batting an eye.
Ling Ruoke was truly exasperated. "Why do I feel like you haven't been busy with important matters these past few days, but rather spent them building up your thick skin?" Otherwise, how could you have suddenly become so thick-skinned?
"Huh, wife, how did you know?" Colonel Huo was very surprised.
"I measured it, and he's gotten much thicker-skinned." This doesn't look like a colonel at all; he's more like a street thug! If she hadn't witnessed how he acted in front of his subordinates, she would have seriously doubted his identity.
"Really? How was it measured?" she asked, her tone filled with excitement.
Ling Ruoke turned her head and bit his cheek. "That's how it was measured."
Huo Qingfeng snatched the vegetables from her hands, pulled her into a passionate kiss, and left her undone. If she hadn't retained a sliver of reason, her clothes would have been scattered all over the floor.
The man pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily. "Wife, if we do this a few more times, I'll go crazy!"
Ling Ruoke blushed furiously and pushed him out of the kitchen. She even closed the door before successfully preparing four dishes and a soup to prevent the family of three from starving to death.
At the dinner table, it's acceptable to casually ask, "Are you going back tomorrow morning?"
Even without being asked, she could roughly guess. But hearing his affirmative answer still left her feeling somewhat disappointed. Yet, she maintained a faint smile, not daring to reveal any emotion. Having chosen him, she had chosen this life, and shouldn't have any more complaints.
Huo Qingfeng seemed to see through her pretense, took her hand, and gazed at her intently. "Wife, I'm sorry."
Ling Ruoke's sadness vanished after hearing his words. As long as the relationship is good, occasional separations are nothing. If there are many conflicts, then being together day and night will only increase the pain.
She squeezed his large hand back, her face beaming with smiles. "As long as you always come back safe and sound from every mission, I don't ask for anything else."
She didn't need vows of eternal love, all she needed was his greeting every time he returned from a mission: "Wife, I'm home!"
He kissed her hand, his eyes filled with a silent promise. "For you and Xiao Fu'an, I will be careful."
"Um."
After dinner, the three of them took showers one after another. They watched cartoons on the sofa for a while, and then it was time for the little one to rest.
Since the little one arrived, her sleep schedule has basically mirrored Ruoke's. So, after leaving the little one's room, she poured herself half a glass of water, drank it, and then went to her own room to sleep. "Go to sleep early, goodnight."
Just as he was about to close the door, Colonel Huo reached out and stopped it. "Wife..."
Before Ling Ruoke could ask anything, he had already pushed open the door, pulled her tightly into his arms, and was kissing and caressing her. He was as eager as a wolf that had been starving for a long time.
A burning kiss, a burning hot hand... Ruo Ke's mind went blank, her soft body leaning against his chest.
Huo Qingfeng pressed his forehead against hers, his breath heavy. He felt like he was about to explode, but he still managed to ask, "Wife, will you give yourself to me?"
His voice was hoarse and deep, making people blush.
Ling Ruoke's eyes were watery, and she looked at him somewhat dazedly. Her expression was blank, as if she didn't understand his question.
"Wife, if you don't answer, I'll take it as a yes." He couldn't wait any longer and kissed her red lips deeply again, his large hands beginning to conquer her.
When his hand touched a sensitive spot, Ling Ruoke snapped out of her daze and cried out, "No!"
Huo Qingfeng paused, buried his face in her shoulder and took a deep breath, before finally lifting his head. "Wife, don't you believe me?"
After a few more times, he started to suspect that he was going to become impotent!
He was never a lustful man, but he couldn't possibly be without desire when facing his woman!
Ling Ruoke panicked immediately and quickly hugged him. "No! I... I just... I can't today!"
She felt embarrassed, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look up. After these past few days, she had completely believed that this man could bring her the happiness she wanted. Although she wasn't particularly passionate about sex, she understood men's needs to some extent. It just so happened that she had started her period today.
Huo Qingfeng immediately understood what she meant, groaned in annoyance, released her, and hurriedly walked away. "I'm going to take another shower!"
Ling Ruoke stood for a while, then climbed into bed and lay down. She felt a sense of relief, but also a touch of disappointment.
After a while, the man's footsteps sounded, and then he crawled into the quilt, pressed his back against hers, and put his arm around her waist, saying, "Wife, I won't stop next time."
Ling Ruoke stiffened and blushed slightly.
There was a moment of silence.
"Wife, let's get married?" The feeling of holding a soft, beautiful woman in his arms was wonderful; Colonel Huo was filled with longing. Just thinking about not having to take cold showers in the middle of the night anymore filled him with immense excitement.
Ling Ruoke's heart skipped a beat. She gripped the pillow, unsure how to answer. She wanted to marry him, but the words wouldn't come out, and her mind was a jumbled mess. "I...I..."
Huo Qingfeng turned her around, looking at her in the moonlight, and stroked her face. "Wife, don't you want to marry me?"
"No! I... I thought so," Ling Ruoke replied hastily.
"Is my wife testing me? Testing is fine, but it can't go on for too long. You can't wait until I'm about to kick the bucket before you agree to be my bride!"
Ling Ruoke's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly covered his mouth. "Don't talk nonsense!"
She didn't know how to tell him; she felt a vague unease, a sense that something was about to happen. But rejecting him simply because of this vague feeling wouldn't be fair to him.
Huo Qingfeng grabbed her wrist and kissed her palm. "Okay, I won't talk nonsense. So when are you going to say yes? You know, I need to submit a report and undergo a political review before I can get married. The process is very complicated. Look, there are only two months left until the New Year."
Ling Ruoke touched his stubble-covered chin; she liked the slightly ticklish feeling in her palm. "How was New Year's Day?"
"Long live my wife!" Colonel Huo cheered, then hugged his wife and started kissing her passionately.
By the way, isn't the Civil Affairs Bureau closed on New Year's Day?
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