When Ling Huanwu regained her senses in a daze, she found herself sitting on the desk with her feet off the ground.
Zhou Jiuzhen pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily, his fingers gently stroking the back of her hand that was resting on the table, his voice hoarse, "Can you listen to me now?"
Ling Huanwu opened her mouth, wanting to stubbornly refuse to listen.
But when she thought about how this bastard had attacked her the moment she said "I won't listen," she had no choice but to swallow those two words back and listen to him obediently with her head down, muttering to herself, "Let's hear what you have to say. You used to say that there was nothing between you and Su Haiting, but now that she's brought her parents to find you, you still say there's nothing between you."
Zhou Jiuzhen was amused by her sour expression, wanting to laugh but not daring to. He gently rubbed her reddened lips, his eyes filled with desire.
“A few days ago, our organization received a message that someone was carrying half a map and looking around asking if anyone knew the location.”
"Our investigation revealed that the half of the blueprint was secretly obtained by Grandma Su Haidi through a third-party inquiry. After studying it, our team discovered the location of the blueprint..."
"The rest is all confidential, I can't tell you, Huanwu, you understand?"
Zhou Jiuzhen spoke slowly and deliberately.
Ling Huanwu was completely stunned, as if she had opened the door to a new world.
"Treasure?"
"Could it be that the blessing on the island was actually a lie told by our ancestors, who wanted their descendants to guard that treasure, so they made up a story to keep their descendants here?"
Ling Huanwu became more and more excited as she spoke, rubbing Zhou Jiuzhen's face until his features were all scrunched up. "If there's treasure on the island, then the villagers won't have to move away in the future, right?"
"We're still investigating this. Our primary task is to find out what Grandma Su and Su Haiting's motives are, which is why I..."
"Okay, stop talking, I understand!"
Ling Huanwu quickly covered his mouth, signaling him to shut up. "Military secrets cannot be leaked. I support you in using your charm to seduce Su Haiting. I will be your strong support!"
As she spoke, she gave Zhou Jiuzhen a thumbs-up gesture, encouraging him to complete the task.
Zhou Jiuzhen's lips twitched, and he felt a strange emptiness in his heart.
What wife would be happy for her husband to seduce other women?
He thought she would at least hug him and get jealous for a while, telling him not to go.
To my surprise, she agreed so readily.
"So, Ling Daniu, do you think my 'handsome man' tactic will work?"
Zhou Jiuzhen looked away with a lost expression, but casually lifted his shirt with one hand, revealing his well-developed abs.
With his other hand, he grabbed Ling Huanwu's small white hand and pressed it onto her bronze abs.
During the time he was in a vegetative state, the calluses on his hands softened considerably.
But recently...
The thick calluses on his fingertips, worn down by the repeated gripping of guns and carrying of weapons, caused even more calluses to form.
It felt a little prickly when it brushed against Ling Huanwu's skin, even though he would move gently, it was still as rough as sandpaper.
The calluses rubbed against the soft flesh of the back of her hand, causing a slight itch, while the muscles in her palm were warm and firm, making her feel very secure.
Seeing that the steady hand was actually lifting the hem of her clothes to use her "handsome man charm".
Ling Huanwu swallowed hard, then shook her head in denial, "Your 'handsome man' tactic isn't up to par. Come on, let me teach you a few tricks..."
In her previous life, although she didn't get to eat good food, she still saw good things.
It must be said that Qin Jinshen was indeed very wealthy in his previous life.
He later opened an entertainment company, and surprisingly, he even allowed his company's cash cow, a popular young actor, to use his good looks to seduce her.
Ling Huanwu carefully recalled the tricks that the popular young actor used to seduce her, and then began to teach him herself.
"You have to wet your shirt, then look the other person in the eye with that kind of direct gaze, understand?"
Zhou Jiuzhen shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand, and felt a little disappointed. "So you mean my charm didn't work on you?"
Ling Huanwu shook her finger, "You just showed off your abs like that. Tie Dan and Gang Pao show them off every day. Now all the girls are tired of seeing them. You have to disguise yourself as the prey before you can hunt the prey!"
"Come on, Zhou Mutou, let me teach you how to use your good looks!"
Ling Huanwu simply placed the enamel mug on the table, deliberately twisted her wrist, and the tea spilled out with a "splash," most of it splashing onto her light blue work jacket.
The fabric clung to her body when wet, outlining the soft curves of her waist and abdomen, and a patch of light dampness seeped down from the neckline, exuding an indescribable allure.
Zhou Jiuzhen's pupils contracted sharply, and he was about to step forward: "How could you..."
"Don't come any closer." Ling Huanwu looked up, her voice softening slightly.
Instead of drying herself off, she took two steps toward him and stopped just a fist's distance from his arm.
The first thing that catches the eye is the tightly fastened brass button on his military uniform.
The sunlight outside fell on it, making her eyelashes tremble slightly. Her gaze climbed up the brass button, swept over his taut collar, and lingered on his Adam's apple.
That spot was gently undulating with his breath. A hint of a smile quietly spread across her eyes, then slowly rose upwards, finally meeting his dark gaze.
Even after being bumped, it didn't move away; instead, it felt like a slightly itchy sea breeze gently brushing against his eyes.
She didn't speak, but a soft smile played on her lips as her gaze slid down, sweeping over his clenched fist, which was white at the knuckles.
That was his habit when he was nervous. He stopped at the grass clippings stuck to the hem of his military trousers, paused for two seconds, and then slowly lifted it back.
This time, there was a mischievous glint in his eyes, like a cat that had stolen some fish.
She stared into his eyes, blinked gently, her long eyelashes brushing against her lower eyelids. Her gaze slid down his arm to the space between them, her fingertips lifting slightly as if to touch him but not quite, finally settling on the worn, shiny old watch on his wrist.
The hands of the clock were turning, but her eyes were so soft they seemed to be overflowing with tears, as if asking, "Zhou Mutou, have you learned it?"
Zhou Jiuzhen felt all the blood rush to his head, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his previously stern face instantly became burning hot.
He wanted to say "Nonsense," but then he saw Ling Huanwu tilt her head slightly, making the alluring curve of her eyes even more pronounced.
Her gaze swept across his face, from his furrowed brows to his reddened earlobes, and finally settled back into his eyes, carrying a hint of unspoken tenderness, before slowly moving away.
But that gaze was like a hook coated with honey; even after he looked away, the lingering warmth remained on his skin, burning his heart and making him tremble.
"Big girl, glutinous rice balls..." He suddenly grabbed her wrist, his voice hoarse. His fingertips brushed against the soft flesh of her wrist, calloused from years of holding a gun, but he dared not use force.
Ling Huanwu deliberately struggled, her smile deepening: "Zhou Mutou, I'm teaching you..."
"Teach what?!" Zhou Jiuzhen didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and half-pulled, half-carried her out of the office.
The aunties outside peeked out and called out, "Battalion Commander Zhou, Section Chief Ling, don't be angry and quarrel. Quarrels at the head of the bed are reconciled at the foot of the bed!"
"Oh, by the way, where are you guys going?"
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