Jiang Zhining's mind cleared up instantly: "You're really back. I thought it was a dream last night."
The two were very close to each other, and Song Yuzhou was staring into her eyes, feeling the joy in her eyes.
With his palms around her slender waist and his thumbs gently touching her skin, Song Yuzhou said hoarsely, "Wife, do you often dream about me?"
Seeing the anticipation flickering in his eyes, Jiang Zhining placed her palm against his massive chest muscles and winked playfully, "What do you think?"
His body suddenly paused, Song Yuzhou swallowed, and his hot lips fell on her nose, kissing her lightly: "I don't know. Although I didn't dream about you, I will miss you."
There was no way. This mission was more urgent. Song Yuzhou led his subordinates on the mission and hardly closed his eyes.
Song Yuzhou spoke in a low voice, and his eyes were fixed on her while he spoke, making people feel his sincerity.
"I believe you." Jiang Zhining said, snuggling into his arms.
Song Yuzhou groaned, his lips pressed against her earlobe, and he said hoarsely: "Wife, don't bother me so early in the morning."
Jiang Zhining smiled harmlessly: "Torture you? Do I have any?"
After a pause, she rubbed her soft body against his arms, and said with a seductive look, "This is what it means to grind."
Song Yuzhou tightened his grip uncomfortably. This little devil was really annoying.
He leaned over and kissed her directly on the lips.
Jiang Zhining said coquettishly: "I want to get up."
"You started the fire, put it out first." Song Yuzhou's eyes flickered with color.
He leaned over, pressing the petite girl against him, and kept deepening the kiss.
They say that a short absence is better than a new marriage, and this is absolutely true.
Jiang Zhining just lit a small fire, and his anger burned very high.
It's like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time and finally found the time to erupt.
By the time Jiang Zhining was finally able to get out of bed, it was already afternoon.
Jiang Zhining was wearing a lavender cheongsam, and her slender white neck was slightly red.
Song Yuzhou walked into the room from outside. Jiang Zhining poked his chest with her slender index finger and said accusingly, "Look at what you've done."
Song Yuzhou looked innocent: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhining pointed at her neck, where there was an obvious strawberry mark.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhou chuckled and put his arms around her slender waist: "When we were doing it this morning, I felt those mosquito bites were an eyesore."
"So you pecked it?" Jiang Zhining raised her eyebrows.
Song Yuzhou's ears felt hot, and he said embarrassedly, "I'm just a little unwilling to lose to a mosquito."
Although he didn't know what was wrong, he actually fought with the mosquito.
Jiang Zhining beckoned him when she heard that.
Song Yuzhou bent down obediently.
The next second, Jiang Zhining stood on tiptoe and bit his neck hard, leaving several tooth marks.
"That's fair." Jiang Zhining raised her head with satisfaction, looking at her work with a smile in her eyes.
"Wife, I will be watched by many people." Song Yuzhou looked at her pitifully.
Jiang Zhining raised her eyes slightly: "Not satisfied?"
"Yeah." Song Yuzhou nodded affirmatively and leaned over to the other side of his neck, "Take a bite here too."
"Aren't you afraid of being watched?"
"I have it, they don't." Song Yuzhou raised the corner of his mouth and responded proudly.
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "Your desire to survive is quite strong."
Song Yuzhou looked at her with a smile in his eyes. There was no other way. He finally got married to a wife, so he naturally had to pamper her well, lest the meat in his mouth fly away.
Jiang Zhining came to the yard and saw Song Yuzhou sitting in the yard, sawing wood.
"Mom~~~" Xixi saw her and ran towards her with arms open.
The little short legs ran too fast and fell down with a thud, burying their little face in the grass.
Jiang Zhining was startled and was about to step forward when she saw Xixi had already gotten up nimbly.
Xixi stomped her feet vigorously on the place where she fell, and said fiercely: "Bad guy, I'll stomp you to death, stomp you to death, and see if you dare to do it again next time."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhining couldn't help but be amused by her cute reaction.
When she had stepped on it enough, Xixi finally felt relieved and continued to run towards her panting.
He threw himself steadily into Jiang Zhining's arms, hugged her legs with his little paws, and complained aggrievedly: "Mom, Xixi fell down. How dare that bad grass tripped Xixi."
Jiang Zhining suppressed her laughter: "Bad grass is so bad."
Patting his chest, Xixi proudly said, "Xixi has taught it a lesson. They won't dare to do it again."
Looking at Xixi's big round eyes and her little face covered in dirt and grass, she felt both distressed and amused: "Well, Xixi is really amazing. Next time you see your mother, don't run. Walk slowly, okay?"
Xixi shook her head: "No, Xixi, you have to come to your mother quickly."
Jiang Zhining squatted on her knees, removed the weeds on her face, and wiped away the stains on her face with her fingertips.
Xixi stood obediently, feeling the love from her mother.
"What is your father doing?"
"Making a wooden horse! Dad is so great and knows so many things." Xixi said proudly.
Jiang Zhining was surprised. It did look a bit like a Trojan horse.
Only then did I remember that children in the 1980s didn’t have many toys.
"Then Mom will make you a toy someday." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Xixi shook her head and said, "No need."
"dislike?"
"Xixi likes it, but making toys is tiring. Mommy, don't be tired." Xixi said sensibly.
She saw that Song Yuzhou took a long time to make toys for them every time. It was too hard, and she didn't want her mother to suffer.
Just leave the hard work to dad.
Jiang Zhining felt warm in her heart and pinched her cheek lovingly: "You are so good."
Xixi suddenly remembered something, let go of Jiang Zhining's hand, and ran towards the corner of the yard.
"Slow down, don't fall."
"I know."
Jiang Zhining came to sit next to Song Yuzhou: "Don't you have to go to the army today?"
"No need, the commander said we can rest for a day." Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice, holding the tools and carefully drilling a hole in the wood.
Holding her cheeks with both hands, Jiang Zhining was surprised: "I didn't know you could do this."
"When I was a kid, my family was poor, so my dad would make toys for me and my brother out of wood. We learned how to make them after watching them many times," Song Yuzhou replied simply.
"It's great to have parents who love me." Jiang Zhining said enviously.
Song Yuzhou looked up at her and said gently, "I will love you and treat you even better from now on."
There was no family of hers in the military camp, and Song Yuzhou wanted to do his best to be good to her so that she would not regret marrying him.
Jiang Zhining's eyebrows curved: "Okay."
"This is for you."
As he spoke, Song Yuzhou took out a comb from the side.
"For me?" Jiang Zhining was surprised.
"Yeah. I saw some of the combs were broken, so I thought of making a new one for you." Song Yuzhou's ears turned red. "From now on, I'll help you comb your hair."
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "Why do you suddenly have this idea?"
Song Yuzhou was a little embarrassed: "That's how it's played on TV."
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "Then I will have to trouble Comrade Yuzhou with the task of combing my hair from now on."
"good."
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