This scene became a common sight that morning. Someone even took a picture with their phone, but unfortunately, they were too far away to see their faces. But just seeing the two figures filled one with a warm feeling.
When they were almost at the pancake stall, Huo Qingfeng finally put her down and they went to buy breakfast hand in hand.
There were still quite a few people buying pancakes, forming a long queue. Huo Qingfeng pulled his wife to the front, and refrained from putting his arm around her slender waist to avoid being photographed.
When it was their turn, they ordered ten pancakes at once, and the people behind them started complaining. The pancakes are all made to order, and if they bought ten, the people behind them would have to wait a while.
Ling Ruoke looked back somewhat embarrassed, but Huo Qingfeng stopped her. "Don't worry about them. We lined up properly and didn't cut in line." His wife was hungry, and at this moment, he had no regard for manners; getting his wife to eat breakfast was the most important thing.
Ling Ruoke thought about it and agreed; there was no rule against buying more. The vendor fried one, and she took it first, opening the bag and bringing it to his lips. "Try it, does it taste the same as before?"
Huo Qingfeng took the pancake; it was indeed piping hot. He then picked up his wife's small hand and saw that it was a little red. "Does it hurt?"
Ling Ruoke smiled and shook her head, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. "It won't hurt. Eat."
Huo Qingfeng took a bite and then brought it to her lips. The two of them ate one bite at a time, waiting for the other pancakes.
The people waiting behind them were dissatisfied and said some unpleasant things, as if their affection for each other had become a sin.
Ling Ruoke felt a little embarrassed.
Huo Qingfeng put one arm around her waist, ignoring the sounds behind them. That's how society is; there are always some selfish and unreasonable people. If they were the ones buying dozens themselves, they definitely wouldn't have any objections.
"Damn, that's too much! I'm going to Weibo them!" a boy yelled, and actually took out his phone to take a picture. Just as he raised his phone, a large hand blocked the camera.
"Take a picture or use your phone, you choose." Huo Qingfeng looked at him sharply, speaking calmly but with an imposing aura.
The man swallowed hard, put his phone away, stood there for a few more seconds, then left without even buying a pancake.
Ling Ruoke tugged at the colonel's sleeve and said, "This isn't right. You're still a soldier."
“So what if they’re soldiers? They’re not saints, are they? They’re not old folks either, otherwise I would have let them cut in line.” Huo Qingfeng raised an eyebrow and held the pancake to his wife’s lips. “Don’t worry about them, eat.”
Ling Ruoke thought about it and agreed. Even if they were soldiers, there was no reason for them to be so deferential over such a small matter. Soldiers are human too; they need to eat, dress, and sleep!
After much difficulty, the two finally bought ten pancakes and two bowls of porridge, and left hand in hand under the intense gazes of some people. They continued walking in the park, enjoying their own peace and quiet.
Ling Ruoke took a bite of the pancake, looked at her softened face, and smiled slightly. She thought to herself, perhaps the pancake wasn't really that delicious; they were more enjoying the feeling. An ordinary couple certainly wouldn't experience this kind of happiness. It's just that her colonel was a soldier, and they rarely had the opportunity to go out for breakfast like this, or perhaps just take a walk back.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" He bent down and brought his face close to hers. "Help me get it off."
Ling Ruoke chuckled and suddenly planted a kiss on his cheek, leaving an oily mark. She darted away and ran off. After running a short distance, she turned back, looking at him with an even happier smile.
Having amused his beloved wife, Huo Qingfeng casually followed, not even bothering to wipe the mark from his face. "Wife, this is your seal; I'm going to keep it forever!"
Ling Ruoke chuckled and scolded, "Are you crazy?!" Since she didn't have any tissues, she had to use her sleeve to wipe his face.
"Don't wipe it off, this is my wife's stamp!" Huo Qingfeng jumped to the side and shouted.
Ling Ruoke laughed until her stomach swelled up. "Alright, stop fooling around. Here, let me wipe you down." Life like this is so good! I wish I could live like this forever!
Huo Qingfeng then offered his face so his wife could wipe it clean.
"Okay." Ling Ruoke finished wiping, and then touched the stubble on his face. She didn't know why, but she just liked touching the stubble on his face, liked the prickly feeling in her palm.
Huo Qingfeng turned his head and pecked her lips. He feigned a blissful expression and exclaimed, "Mmm, so sweet!"
Ling Ruoke raised her hand and slapped him. "You just love to act silly." She couldn't help but think to herself that if they had a son, he would definitely be a mischievous troublemaker. She just wondered what kind of chaotic scene the father and son would create together. Just thinking about it made her laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Huo Qingfeng leaned closer and asked slyly.
Ling Ruoke snapped out of her reverie and looked at him, her eyes crinkling with laughter. "I was thinking, our son will definitely be as mischievous as you. If the two of you get together, won't it be a complete mess?"
"Then let's have a daughter. Having a daughter definitely won't cause these kinds of troubles. Anyway, I like daughters." Huo Qingfeng was very happy. A woman who is happy to bear children for you must love you deeply. This love is so profound that it needs the continuation of life to explain it.
Ling Ruoke just smiled and didn't argue with him about whether to have a son or a daughter, as there was no point in discussing it.
Huo Qingfeng put his arm around her and asked, "If we really have a son, and we have a fight, will you side with me or him?" The child hasn't even been born yet, and he's already jealous!
"You're so pathetic!" Ling Ruoke took a bite of her pancake and poked him while scolding. "You're such a grown man, and you're still picking a fight with your son, huh?"
"Of course. My wife can only be mine; no other man can have her. A son is a man too! So, let's have a daughter!" he said matter-of-factly.
Ling Ruoke couldn't help but chuckle again, and almost accidentally sprayed herself in his face. She just hadn't expected that the colonel's words would come true; the two of them really were causing a ruckus every day.
After breakfast, I strolled back to the hospital. First, I had a full check-up to confirm that there was nothing seriously wrong with me. I just need to wait for the test results in the afternoon, and then I can be discharged.
Ling Ruoke was overjoyed after finishing her checkup. Finally, she could be discharged! Finally, she wouldn't have to smell soda water anymore! "Ah, I want to see my godson!"
Huo Qingfeng tapped her nose. "The first thing you thought of after being discharged from the hospital was seeing your godson. Didn't you think about how to treat your husband?" He winked, his face full of ambiguity.
Ling Ruoke knew exactly what he meant by "comfort" just from his look. She glared at him, her face flushing involuntarily. She didn't know how many times he'd teased her, but she still couldn't remain calm. "You rascal!"
Huo Qingfeng hugged her and breathed into her ear. "If I don't act like a rogue, I'll go crazy. If I really do, won't you feel bad?"
"It's best if you're bursting with pent-up desire!" Ling Ruoke slapped him, already exasperated by his high level of lewdness. But speaking of which, they hadn't seen each other for quite a while, and it really had been a long time since they'd done "that"... The more she thought about it, the redder her face became, and she felt hot.
Huo Qingfeng watched her face bloom like a flower in an instant, and felt the beast within him about to burst forth. He grabbed her and kicked the door shut, locking it behind him. His hand landed on her waist, pressing her firmly against him. While kissing her cheek, he murmured in a suppressed voice, "I can't hold back anymore, what should I do? Hmm?"
His voice was low, husky, and magnetic, with a dizzying allure. His hot breath tickled her face, sending a sensation straight to her heart.
Ling Ruoke blushed, the burning sensation in her palm leaving her completely flustered, and she could only stare blankly at him.
That innocent look almost drove Huo Qingfeng mad. He let out a low growl, pulled her into a deep kiss, and his large hands roamed eagerly over her body, stirring up a burning tide of passion.
Ling Ruoke was held tightly in his arms, unable to do anything but lean on him and endure his passion; her mind was already a complete mess. His large, burning hands seemed to possess a magical power, leaving a searing heat wherever they touched, sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't help but moan softly, unable to resist responding…
Huo Qingfeng was no longer satisfied with just kissing her. While planting countless kisses all over her body, he deftly unbuttoned her clothes with his large hands, pushing them aside to reveal her smooth, round shoulders. He lowered his head and gently nibbled, leaving behind butterfly-like marks.
Ling Ruoke closed her eyes, trembling, letting him ravage her body, her trembling and moaning uncontrollably with his movements. A sliver of reason remained in her mind, telling her she was in a hospital, someone would hear. But she couldn't tell him, so she bit her lip, desperately trying to suppress a scream. The inability to make a sound only intensified the sensations, almost driving her mad.
Huo Qingfeng's hand had just touched his belt, about to tear off the cumbersome restraint, when an inappropriate sound rang out from outside the ward. He groaned in frustration, burying his face in the crook of her shoulder, taking deep breaths to calm the turmoil within him. But an arrow on a bowstring cannot be released; how can it be calmed so easily?
Ling Ruoke snapped out of her daze, her eyes widening. "Qingfeng, it's Mom..." her voice trembled with anxiety. If her mother-in-law knew the couple were in such a hurry in the hospital room, she wondered what she would think!
Huo Qingfeng nestled against her shoulder, remaining silent. He was practically bursting with pent-up frustration, oblivious to who was outside! If he hadn't recognized the voice as his mother's, he would have been cursing!
"Qingfeng, let go!" Ling Ruoke was extremely anxious! But he was so strong that she couldn't move at all.
"Oh dear, I think I forgot to buy something. I'll go buy it first and then come back up." Yang Ziyun's voice came from outside the door. Yang Ziyun wasn't stupid. Seeing the door tightly closed and even the curtains drawn, she knew that her son must be anxiously waiting to come home. She was thinking about having a grandson, so of course she wanted to create an opportunity for them.
Yang Ziyun covered her mouth and secretly instructed Scarface and the others not to let anyone disturb them. Only then did she leisurely go downstairs and leave the hospital to find a place to have tea.
Hearing that voice, Ling Ruoke breathed a huge sigh of relief. But the next second, she almost screamed again. He...he... "Qingfeng, stop fooling around, Mom will be back soon, you...."
Huo Qingfeng simply silenced her incessant chatter with his own lips, ripped off the restraints on her lower body with one hand, and stripped her naked with the other. Their naked bodies pressed tightly together, burning hot and frighteningly so.
His large hands roamed domineeringly from one place to another, like a snake writhing across her body, sending shivers down her sensitive skin. A moan rose from within her to her throat, almost unbearable, but she managed to suppress it by biting his shoulder. As if retaliating against his mischief, she bit hard.
But Huo Qingfeng felt no pain at all; all his senses were concentrated in one place, about to swell and explode. However, he didn't want to hurt his wife, so he endured it repeatedly, the veins on his forehead bulging out, looking quite frightening. He clenched his teeth tightly, forcing himself to hold back a little longer, his large hands exploring her body to help her adjust to this urgent surge of desire.
Finally, he couldn't resist and picked her up, supporting her body. His lips brushed against her earlobe as he whispered in a low, husky voice, "Wife, wrap your legs around my waist."
Ling Ruoke relented, her eyes already misty and wet, her mind blank. Hearing his words, she obediently did as he said. She felt as if the heat on her face was about to cook her alive, and she almost cried out again.
Huo Qingfeng lowered his head and found her lips, capturing them in his mouth. His lips sealed hers tightly, preventing her from making a sound. He gave her no time to regain her senses, drawing her into a world that belonged only to the two of them, sharing their deepest, most intimate love.
Ling Ruoke was truly going crazy. Waves of strange yet familiar feelings surged up within her, yet she couldn't utter a sound. He seemed to be deliberately driving her insane, giving her absolutely no chance to regain her senses, leaving her completely powerless to resist. She couldn't help but shed tears, sobbing softly, and shyly buried her face in his neck, biting his shoulder hard.
Huo Qingfeng felt he had truly transformed into a beast, wanting nothing more than to tear his wife to shreds, to merge her entirely into his body, and to never be separated from her for even a second. He wished they could be entangled like this forever, with no one able to separate them.
They didn't know how much time had passed, but when the two of them were both dizzy and drunk in their own world, Ling Ruoke had already bitten a deep mark on his shoulder, and blood was visible.
Huo Qingfeng held her close, looking down at her, her body drenched in sweat as if she had been pulled from the water. Her face was as beautiful as a flower, her lips as red and luscious as water, her eyes misty and moist... all of this tempted him to transform into a beast once more.
Ling Ruoke sensed that he was about to make another move, and her eyes widened in alarm as she whispered, "No, Mom's coming back soon!"
Huo Qingfeng chuckled softly, his lips close to hers, his expression utterly wicked. "Don't worry, she won't be back so soon!" He knew his mother well! Right now, she was probably already somewhere having tea and secretly laughing. She was probably even thinking, "If only I could get pregnant this time!"
"But……"
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