Song Yuzhou quickly grabbed his pants to cover himself: "Why are you here?"
Seeing his anxious look, Jiang Zhiling said jokingly: "Comrade Yuzhou is worthy of being a soldier. He has a really good figure."
Song Yuzhou blushed: "Are you so shy?"
"Looking at your man's figure, there is nothing to be ashamed of." Jiang Zhiling said calmly.
"Do you have a problem with me? Just wait, I haven't washed it yet." Song Yuzhou was glad that the light was dim, otherwise Jiang Zhiling could see how red his face was.
"Comrade Yu Zhou, can I touch your muscles?" Jiang Zhiling said slightly shyly.
As a modern person, although she has seen a lot of muscular men, she has never touched one. Thinking about it, she feels like a failure.
In particular, Song Yuzhou's muscles were clearly defined, which made her hands eager to try and feel them clearly.
Song Yuzhou was shocked. He didn't expect Jiang Zhiling to say that.
Before he could refuse, Jiang Zhiling was already in front of him.
Jiang Zhiling's height of 1.6 meters made her look petite in front of Song Yuzhou.
She lowered her head and placed her palms on his strong abdominal muscles. He pressed it gently, with surprise in his eyes: "It turns out that the abdominal muscles are soft, Comrade Yu Zhou, have you not practiced enough?"
Her palms felt like there was electricity, and with her touch, Song Yuzhou's abdominal muscles instantly tightened and hardened.
"It's hard now." Jiang Zhiling's eyes were full of surprise, and then she poked with her finger: "It's still very hard. It seems to be my misunderstanding. It turns out that the abdominal muscles are not always hard."
Song Yuzhou's throat tightened, and he grabbed the hand that was moving wantonly on his abdominal muscles: "Have you touched enough?"
"Not yet, come back in a while." Jiang Zhining said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Afterwards, Jiang Zhiling bent her knees slightly and looked at her abdominal muscles closely.
Because the light was very dim, Jiang Zhiling could only look closer. The feminine fragrance came, and the warm breath sprayed on his abdominal muscles.
Song Yuzhou's abdominal muscles became more obvious.
Jiang Zhiling noticed his small changes, but with the intention of teasing him, she moved her fingers slowly against his muscles.
"Are there abdominal muscles here too? Comrade Yuzhou has a really good figure." Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly.
Song Yuzhou kept swallowing and silently covered his eyes with the hand holding his pants.
"Is it okay?" Song Yuzhou spoke hoarsely, his voice full of depression.
Feeling his changes, Jiang Zhiling's fingertips gently slid on his skin and landed on the scar on his chest.
"Did you get injured in the army?" Jiang Zhining's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gently stroked the scar with her fingertips.
"Um."
"It was very dangerous at that time. It almost hurt my heart." Jiang Zhiling asked softly, her eyes filled with distress.
Song Yuzhou didn't say anything, his lips pursed slightly.
Jiang Zhiling raised her head and looked at him, but she saw the deep pain in his eyes: "Comrade Yu Zhou?"
"My eldest brother died that time to save me." Song Yuzhou said hoarsely, his eyes glowing red.
Feeling his sadness, this was the first time she saw such emotion on his face.
Jiang Zhiling hugged his strong body and put her ear against his chest: "It's over. Your eldest brother sacrificed his life to save you. You must live well and be worthy of his sacrifice."
Song Yuzhou's heart was filled with ripples. He slowly raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then placed it on the back of her head: "Those three children belong to my eldest brother. Their mother left. I promised my brother to raise them well." .”
Although she knew that the child was not his, Jiang Zhiling felt happy when she heard his explanation.
Raising her head, Jiang Zhiling looked at him with a smile: "Then let's work hard together."
The light refracted on her face, casting a shadow. Looking at that face full of exquisite temptation, Song Yuzhou's heart beat rapidly: "Yeah."
"Then you take your time and take a shower, I'm leaving." Jiang Zhiling said, turned around gracefully, and left his arms without any nostalgia.
Losing the soft touch in his arms, Song Yuzhou suddenly felt a little lost. That feeling was a bit lost for him.
Seeing her walking away, Song Yuzhou took away his grip on his pants, revealing the blocked position.
Seeing the obvious rise, Song Yuzhou blushed. He didn't expect that he would have such a strong reaction after just being touched by that hand a few times.
Already almost finished, Song Yuzhou could only continue to take a shower to cool down his anger.
The next day, Jiang Zhiling rarely got up early because today, she and Song Yuzhou were going to Beicheng to get the certificate.
Jiang Zhiling originally thought that she would go there by bullock cart just like going to the village, but she saw a dark green military vehicle parked there.
"This is given to me by the army for travel convenience." Song Yuzhou explained in a low voice.
Jiang Zhiling then remembered that in the 1980s, the group leader was equipped with a car, so she jokingly said, "It seems I have a good sense."
Song Yuzhou scratched his head in embarrassment and then opened the car door.
Satisfied with his gentlemanly behavior, Jiang Zhiling bent down and sat in.
Then, the car drove towards Beicheng.
Because the road was bumpy, Song Yuzhou kept holding his shoulders and supporting her to prevent her from being hurt by hitting the car.
Arriving at the marriage registration office smoothly, the two walked in side by side, and then began to go through the marriage procedures.
Jiang Zhiling stood there quietly, watching Song Yuzhou hand over the marriage application materials to the staff.
An hour later, the two finally got a fresh marriage certificate.
Jiang Zhiling turned around and stretched out her hand: "Comrade Yuzhou, from today on, we are a legal couple with certificates. Please take care of us in the future."
Seeing her expression, Song Yuzhou reached out and held her hand: "Comrade Zhi Ning, please take care of me."
"Then it depends on Comrade Yuzhou's performance." Jiang Zhiling said playfully.
Song Yuzhou nodded seriously: "I will work hard to prevent Comrade Zhi Ning from regretting marrying me."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly: "Remember when I said I wanted to marry you, I stamped it on you?"
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou hummed: "Remember."
The women he met were generally introverted and reserved, and few were as enthusiastic and cheerful as her.
"Today we are officially married. Do you also want to give me a stamp to prove that I am yours?" Jiang Zhiling said leisurely.
Song Yuzhou's face felt hot, and his whole face was steaming.
Looking at the place where the two of them were, Song Yuzhou felt a little embarrassed: "Well, change a place?"
Jiang Zhiling pursed her lips slightly, looked at his red ears, and sighed softly: "Oh, that's okay."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Song Yuzhou bending down quickly and pecked her pink lips quickly, wow~
"you are mine."
