When she reached the fork in the road, she waved to Shen Zhihuan and walked briskly towards the dormitory of the female arts soldiers.

Shen Zhihuan turned around and went back to the family compound.

When she reached the door, before she could take out the key, the door suddenly opened.

The next second, she was pulled in by someone.

Eyes met.

Breathing intertwined.

Outside the window, the wind started to blow without me noticing.

The wind was blowing hard and the branches were swaying.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky.

…

Shen Zhihuan nestled in Su Ziyu's arms and had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The sweet and soft little wife nestles in my arms, and the feeling of satisfaction is hard to express in words.

The next day, Shen Zhihuan was undoubtedly late.

Looking at the empty table, Ren Jinghua, who had already translated several original books, felt a little worried. He locked the door and went to the staff quarters with Liu Chunhua.

In the past, Shen Zhihuan would always wait downstairs of the office building on time, rain or shine.

today……

Ren Jinghua looked up at the sun that had already risen above the treetops, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Liu Chunhua was also very worried. Her sister-in-law said that Mr. Shen had been in poor health since he was a child. He would have a minor illness every three days and a major illness every five days.

She lives alone in that room, what if something happens...

The two of them walked faster and faster.

Finally, I just ran.

Liu Chunhua rushed to the third floor in one breath, raised her hand and started banging on the door.

"Zhihuan...Zhihuan..." Her tone was filled with anxiety.

"Zhihuan..." Ren Jinghua also raised his hand to help knock on the door.

The waiting time is the most difficult.

Just as Liu Chunhua and Ren Jinghua stepped back and were about to kick the door.

The door opened.

When they saw who was standing inside the door, they were dumbfounded.

Especially when they saw that the man had obviously just crawled out of bed, they both looked embarrassed.

"She is still resting. If you have anything to say, we can talk later." Perhaps because he was afraid of disturbing his young wife who was sleeping in the room, Su Ziyu lowered his voice.

Beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly appeared on the foreheads of Ren Jinghua and Liu Chunhua.

Ren Jinghua even felt that his own hands were out of control and kept shaking.

Liu Chunhua was so nervous that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she could hardly breathe.

"Usually, Zhihuan goes to the office early. Today, she was late and we were worried that something might have happened to her, so..." Ren Jinghua explained with gritted teeth.

Ren Jinghua, who thought he had experienced many ups and downs, didn't know why he felt nervous and uneasy.

It’s just like when you face your teacher at school, your heart beats faster, your breathing becomes rapid, you feel uneasy, nervous and anxious.

"The original document has been translated almost completely, so we won't bother you any more. We're leaving now...you guys are busy..."

In the end, he didn't even know what he had said.

He just wanted to quickly escape from this place that made him feel nervous and depressed.

It was not until he ran out of the family compound that Ren Jinghua, with sweat all over his forehead, could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Liu Chunhua, who rushed out right behind him, also touched her chest, looking as if she had escaped death and was terrified.

"Has the guy from Zhihuan's family...always been like that?" Ren Jinghua frowned and looked back at the family compound with an indescribable look.

Liu Chunhua stroked her pounding heart and nodded.

After looking around to make sure there was no one around, she whispered, "No one in the military districts near the capital is afraid of him."

"Is your father afraid of him too?" Ren Jinghua looked at Liu Chunhua with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, Liu Chunhua's father seemed to be the head of the regiment as well? !

A level...

"Doesn't my father belong to one of the military districts near the capital?" Liu Chunhua rolled her eyes.

Just asking nonsense.

She also asked her father this question a few years ago.

Her father also rolled his eyes at her.

"The phoenix and the chicken are both birds, so why is the phoenix the king of birds, worshipped by all birds, while the chicken can only look for food on the ground and become a delicacy on the human table?" These were her father's exact words.

Before, she didn't understand.

Now, she understands. .The other side

After closing the door, Su Ziyu went straight back to the bedroom.

He quickly stripped off his clothes and jumped onto the bed again.

Before he could reach out his hand, Shen Zhihuan took the initiative to move forward.

The young wife took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. Su Ziyu was naturally very happy and quickly hugged her in his arms.

"Captain Su, what time is it?" Shen Zhihuan rubbed Su Ziyu's chest with his eyes slightly closed, looking for the most comfortable sleeping position. His voice was unspeakably soft and sleepy.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Su Ziyu's Adam's apple rolled again, and he hugged his young wife tightly in his arms. His eyes swept across the alarm clock whose shortest hand was about to point to nine, and he uttered two words softly.

"It's still early."

The person in his arms got a reassuring answer and fell into a deep sleep again.

Listening to the light snoring coming from his arms, Su Ziyu curled his thin lips slightly and closed his eyes.

I slept until noon.

I want to ask how I woke up.

Hot.

Shen Zhihuan felt like he was wrapped in a huge furnace, hot and unable to move.

It took her several seconds to come back to her senses after she opened her eyes.

A sore waist...

Reminding her of last night's absurdity.

Looking at the dark circles under the man's eyes and the stubble on his chin, Shen Zhihuan's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache.

Worried about waking up the man, Shen Zhihuan didn't dare move and let him hold her.

Slender white fingers traced his tough and handsome face in the air.

After just a few strokes, the slender white fingers fell into a big palm.

The man grabbed the little hand and kissed it, then turned over and pressed his young wife under him.

"Wife..." The man's breath fell on her neck.

Scorching hot, scalding hot...

It made her heart beat faster.

"It's time to get up..." Shen Zhihuan reminded.

The man's deep eyes fell on his young wife, just like a wolf king on the grassland staring at his prey.

"Wife, it's still early..."

The clear voice, with a hint of hoarseness from just waking up, is very alluring.

Her heart instantly turned into a ball of paste.

Su Ziyu's thin lips dropped fiercely.

The force was so great that it seemed to swallow her into its stomach.

He hasn't been close to his young wife for forty days.

He didn't know how he managed to get through it.

Ever since the wedding, he has not had a single day of leisure, except for those few days when his young wife was not well.

If he hadn't been concerned about his young wife's health, he would have wanted to make up for the past forty days in one go.

"Sleep a little longer..."

A man is not someone who is willing to suffer a loss.

Given the young wife's physical condition, it is definitely unrealistic to fill it all at once.

Since he can't pay the full amount at once, he'll have to collect some interest first.

Facing the man's dominance, what else can she do except indulge him? !

Who made her choose this man herself? !

There’s a saying: If you choose a man yourself, you should love him even if it means crying…