Chapter 117 Touching the Abdominal Muscles

This afternoon.

Zhao Guifen rushed into Jiang Rou's yard in a hurry, looking quite nervous and worried.

It looked like he was not coming to Jiang Rou's house to ask for delicious food.

Zhao Guifen asked as soon as she entered the door.

"Sister Rou, you, you, you...you went with that capitalist lady?"

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Rou understood.

Even if Lin Yulan said that the matter was over, no one was allowed to mention it.

But with Chen Meilan's loudspeaker, there are no secrets in this compound.

During the lunch break, the news had already reached Zhao Guifen's ears. She didn't know how many times the news had been passed on or how many people had fabricated it.

Zhao Guifen's reaction was similar to that of most of her sisters-in-law.

Worried that Jiang Rou would be implicated because she was close to Song Qingqian.

Zhao Guifen's original intention was still good.

So Jiang Rou was not angry, just a little helpless.

"Sister Guifen, when I first came to the compound, you said I was a capitalist lady and wanted to kick me out."

Talk about this.

Zhao Guifen touched his nose embarrassedly.

"It was just a misunderstanding. It was all that...that...oh, I remember now, it was Xu Chunxiang's fault. Sister Hong has investigated everything. It was Xu Chunxiang who spread rumors everywhere and caused us to misunderstand. If we had known at that time that you were such a good person, we would not have believed her lies."

Jiang Rou listened quietly, then asked back.

"What if Song Qingqian's case was also a misunderstanding?"

"Impossible. That's all based on the organization's investigation. Her family is a big capitalist, richer than the landlords in our village."

"But now, she is a woman in this compound, just like us."

Zhao Guifen hesitated, "That's true..."

"Sister Guifen, has anyone in the compound ever been around Song Qingqian? Do you know her? What if she's a good person like me?"

Jiang Roucai's question stumped Zhao Guifen instantly.

Zhao Guifen was not a very smart person, but she understood what Jiang Rou meant.

If they could misunderstand Jiang Rou, then could they... also misunderstand Song Qingqian?

Zhao Guifen looked embarrassed.

Jiang Rou continued speaking in a soft voice.

"No one in the compound knows Song Qingqian's character. Then let me get in touch with her and see if she is a good person. Our organization will never give up a good person, don't you think?"

Zhao Guifen was stunned and his eyes widened.

"Sister Rou... why do you sound the same as Sister Hong? Oh, I can't explain it clearly. But I believe what you say. Next time if those people dare to talk nonsense about you again, I will definitely scold them back for you."

Zhao Guifen was filled with anger for Jiang Rou.

Just.

She was still worried.

"Sister Rou, do you want to tell Captain Zhou about this? I'm afraid he might think too much and it might affect your relationship."

Zhao Guifen's words reminded Jiang Rou.

Jiang Rou has not yet mentioned to Zhou Chongshan about learning to make clothes from Song Qingqian.

So this night.

The night is dark.

When Zhou Chongshan came back.

Zhou Chongshan was in charge of the soldiers' evening training tonight and ran ten kilometers around the military camp playground.

He took the lead himself.

When I came back, my uniform was covered in sticky sweat and smelled of a strong hormone.

He didn't go in directly, but went to the bathroom to take a shower first.

Blah, blah, blah.

A wave of water splashed onto Zhou Chongshan's bronze body, leaving a series of winding water marks flowing through his muscular muscles, and...

There were long, thin red marks on his back.

These are scratches made by fingernails.

When Jiang Rou grabbed him, it felt like itching, but it didn't hurt at all.

Think about this.

Zhou Chongshan adjusted the water flow and rushed downwards.

He washed himself quite well.

After a while, the man walked into the room naked, holding a towel in his hand and wiping his wet hair.

Indoors.

The lights are still on.

As long as Zhou Chongshan didn't come back, Jiang Rou would wait for him with a small light on.

The dim light shone into the man's heart.

Jiang Rou was tired during the day and went to bed early at night.

The bed has a slight bulge.

She was afraid of the light when she slept, so she lay on her side, revealing her thin shoulders, and lowered her head to hide her face in the quilt.

Even so, I still can't bear to turn off the lights.

Zhou Chongshan's expression softened and he smiled silently.

He turned off the light, put the half-wet towel aside, and got into bed in the dark.

There were just some subtle movements.

Jiang Rou turned around like a little kitten and wanted to snuggle into his chest.

He was still shouting vaguely.

"Hubby, you're back..."

It is a night whisper between husband and wife.

"Well, wife, I'm back."

Zhou Chongshan responded in a low voice.

He did not immediately hug his darling little wife into his arms.

Jiang Rou was half asleep, and she subconsciously leaned against Zhou Chongshan, stroking something with her hand, and rolled over on her own initiative.

However.

Halfway there.

Instead, he was held down by Zhou Chongshan.

Um?

This impatient man, has he changed his temper?

Does this mean to be pure in mind and abstinent in desires?

Jiang Rou's long eyelashes trembled, and she became a little more awake. She slowly opened her eyes in the dim light, revealing clear eyes.

Zhou Chongshan felt Jiang Rou's confusion.

His Adam's apple moved and he spoke.

"I just took a shower and I feel cool."

Zhou Chongshan took a cold shower. The water at night was no longer as warm as it was during the day and was very cool.

He is a grown man with thick skin and strong muscles, and he never catches a cold or a fever.

A basin of cool water poured over me from head to toe didn't seem like a big deal.

But Jiang Rou can't do that.

She looked delicate and frail, with a thin waist.

I am nestling in the warm quilt again, and my body temperature is high.

If you lean into the cool arms of a warm person, what if you catch a cold?

Zhou Chongshan therefore restrained himself.

After hearing the explanation, Jiang Rou didn't insist on going over.

but.

She blinked and reached out her hands stealthily.

The palm suddenly touched Zhou Chongshan's abdominal muscles.

Touched it.

As expected of a soldier, his muscles are hard.

Solid and flat.

The abdominal muscles are divided into small lumps, with distinct lumps and clear grooves.

Jiang Rou's clever little hands touched it again.

Zhou Chongshan's breathing stopped the moment the two people touched.

My whole chest didn't dare to rise or fall.

He felt the soft and smooth palms touching his body.

My chest feels heavy.

Zhou Chongshan was tense when he heard Jiang Rou's soft and tender words.

"I don't feel cool."

Jiang Rou completed the "personal confirmation".

Then she rolled over and slipped into Zhou Chongshan's arms.

She found the most comfortable position on the man's chest and lay slightly sideways.

The two of them were close to each other, their skin touching.

Jiang Rou's chin just rested on Zhou Chongshan's shoulder.

She raised her eyes slightly and what came into her sight was Zhou Chongshan's deep profile.

Jiang Rou said softly, "Chongshan, let's have a chat."