Before the winter solstice, Jiang Mingxin had already moved into the courtyard.
It’s much more comfortable to live here than in the dormitory. You can roll around on the two-meter bed however you want.
There is also floor heating designed on the ground when the courtyard was first built.
It's similar to the floor heating in the Forbidden City. A chimney is buried under the floor tiles, so when it gets hot you can walk around the room without socks.
For the winter in the north, it is simply a magical heating device.
But the heating costs are quite high, and if she didn't make money quickly, she wouldn't be willing to do it.
However, in the past six months, the National Security Bureau has sent her on several missions.
She has saved nearly a thousand yuan from her salary and bonuses, and she plans to buy some furniture for her home after the New Year.
As for electrical appliances, the ones we use now are half-old and half-new, and we will replace them all with new ones when we get married.
After all, those things are updated quickly, and there will definitely be better ones by then.
Jiang Mingxin was sitting on the bed. Just as he picked up a foreign-language economics book, he heard a knocking sound outside the window with the lotus-pink curtains drawn, as if someone was knocking on the window.
It’s so late, who could it be?
If it was a thief, there was no way he would knock on the window.
Is he a gangster?
Just as she opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a few steel nails, a tall figure appeared outside the window and said in a low voice, "Mingxin, it's me. Why didn't you tell me that you changed the lock? Open the door quickly."
Jiang Mingxin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his pounding heart finally calmed down.
She got out of bed as quickly as possible, ran out and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened and she saw the familiar face, her heart swelled up like a bean filled with water, and she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms.
It was not until this moment that she realized how much she missed him during this period!
At the door, Xing Haodong looked dusty, tall, cold, and chilly.
Seeing that she was not wearing shoes, he rushed towards him impatiently and hugged her tightly in his arms without thinking.
Through the half-open bedroom door, dim light shone on the two of them.
Their shadows, one long and one short, overlapped in front of the door, hugging each other tightly, neither of them willing to let the other go.
During this period, Xing Haodong was very busy.
After several dangerous missions, he got several more scars on his body.
In order not to worry Jiang Mingxin, he tried to hide it every time, but Jiang Mingxin found out every time.
In the past, he always thought that men bleed but don't cry, and that getting hurt is an honor. But after being scolded so many times, he realized that Jiang Mingxin actually wanted to know his condition as soon as possible, otherwise she would only worry more.
He hadn't hugged her properly for a long time. Afraid that her feet would get cold, he immediately lifted her off the ground with one hand, brought her into the house, and closed the door with his foot.
Jiang Mingxin hugged his neck tightly, and because Xing Haodong was cold, she couldn't help shivering.
"Are you cold?" Xing Haodong quickly put her on the bed and took off his military coat as quickly as possible.
Jiang Mingxin reached out and hugged him again. This time, it was the scent of her favorite sweater.
She looked down and the corners of her mouth curled up.
Xing Haodong obeyed and put on the sweater she sent him.
The camel-colored wool is soft and light, and the style is close-fitting. When he wears it, it makes him look even more handsome and tall.
Under the palm of my hand, I could faintly feel his tight abdominal muscles.
Xing Haodong restrained his smile, looked her over seriously, then stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms.
He liked Jiang Mingxin so much that he was crazy about her and wanted to rub her deeply into his bones and blood.
Even if I die one day, I will never forget her taste.
The affectionate kisses fell intermittently on Jiang Mingxin's forehead, eyebrows and top of the head.
As the saying goes, a short separation is better than a new marriage. The two of them missed each other like wildfire, and it was inevitable that they felt emotional for a while.
My heart is pounding, and I don't feel tired even if we hug each other quietly for a long time. The unspeakable love is running rampant in my chest, and I want to say it but can't.
In the end, it could only turn into a kiss between lips and teeth, gradually drowning out reason.
The two kissed until they couldn't breathe. Every night without her, Xing Haodong would repeatedly savor the tenderness and sweetness of the past.
Every time he would remind himself to save the best things for the wedding night.
However, at this moment, he felt that he could not bear it anymore.
He was so eager to possess her, to prove that he loved her, that she belonged to him both physically and mentally, only then would he feel at ease and make up for every minute and every second of anxiety over the past six months.
Jiang Mingxin felt an unprecedented burning sensation.
It was like boiled spicy hot pot, and also like the copper hot pot she had been craving for a long time.
Xing Haodong stared at her with such concentration and kissed her passionately, which made her already confused and dazed.
Although she was not mentally prepared for tonight, isn't it normal for couples in love to act impulsively occasionally?
Jiang Mingxin didn't want to endure it any longer, so she hooked her arm around his neck and pulled him down.
"If you can't help it, don't bear it..."
Before she could finish her words, her red lips were blocked.
The beast in Xing Haodong's body was released, attacking like a storm while touching cautiously.
He was worried that Jiang Mingxin would feel uncomfortable the first time.
As a good man, a future good husband, and a good father, he has strict demands on himself.
Being rude is definitely not okay.
Therefore, slow cooking over high heat is very tiring.
Drops of sweat from his body hit Jiang Mingxin's face, and also hit her heart.
Although the impulse of love cannot fully represent a man's love, she did feel happy at this moment.
After the incident, Xing Haodong lay contentedly beside Jiang Mingxin.
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