Jiang Zhiling's head suddenly woke up: "You are really back. I thought you were dreaming last night."
The distance between the two was very close, and Song Yuzhou was staring into her eyes, feeling the joy in her eyes.
Holding her slender waist with his palms and gently touching her skin with his thumb, Song Yuzhou said hoarsely: "Do you often dream of me?"
Seeing the anticipation twinkling in his eyes, Jiang Zhiling put her palms against his huge chest muscles and winked playfully: "What do you think?"
There was a sudden pause, Song Yuzhou swallowed, and his hot lips fell on her nose, kissing her gently: "I don't know. Although I didn't dream about you, I will miss you."
There was no way, this time the mission was quite urgent. Song Yuzhou and his men had been on the mission all the time, barely sleeping a wink.
Song Yuzhou's voice was deep and his eyes were staring straight at her when he spoke, making people feel his sincerity.
"I believe you." Jiang Zhiling said, getting into his arms.
Song Yuzhou groaned, put his lips against her earlobe, and said hoarsely: "Daughter-in-law, don't rub me this early in the morning."
Jiang Zhiling smiled harmlessly: "Tear you down? Do I have it?"
After a pause, her delicate body rubbed against his arms, and she said with charming eyes: "This is grinding."
Song Yuzhou tightened his grip uncomfortably, this little goblin was really annoying.
He leaned over and kissed her lips directly.
Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly: "I want to get up."
"The fire you made must be put out first." Colors danced in Song Yuzhou's eyes.
He leaned forward, pressed the petite person, and kept deepening the kiss.
It is said that a long separation is better than a newlywed, and this sentence is not true at all.
Jiang Zhiling only started a small fire, but his fire burned very high.
Like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time, it finally finds the opportunity to erupt.
When Jiang Zhiling finally got out of bed, it was already afternoon.
Jiang Zhiling was wearing a lavender cheongsam, looking at the slender white neck with a little plum red.
Song Yuzhou entered the room from the outside. Jiang Zhiling poked his chest with her slender index finger and said accusingly: "Look at what you did."
Song Yuzhou looked innocent: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhiling pointed to her neck, where there were obvious strawberry marks.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhou chuckled and put his arm around her slim waist: "When I did it in the morning, I thought those mosquito bags were an eyesore."
"So you just pecked it?" Jiang Zhining raised her eyebrows.
Song Yuzhou's ears were filled with heat and he said embarrassedly: "I'm just a little unwilling to lose to the mosquitoes."
Although he didn't know what happened, he was actually fighting against the mosquitoes.
Jiang Zhiling heard this and hooked her hand at him.
Song Yuzhou bent down obediently.
The next second, Jiang Zhiling stood up on tiptoes and bit his neck hard, leaving several teeth marks.
"That's only fair." Jiang Zhiling raised her head with satisfaction and looked at her work with a smile in her eyes.
"Daughter-in-law, I will be watched by people." Song Yuzhou looked at her pitifully.
Jiang Zhining's eyes slightly raised: "Not satisfied?"
"Yeah." Song Yuzhou nodded affirmatively, leaning on the other side of his neck, "Have a bite here too."
"Aren't you afraid of being watched?"
"I do, but they don't." Song Yuzhou raised the corners of his mouth and responded arrogantly.
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "The desire to survive is quite strong."
Song Yuzhou looked at her with a smile in his eyes. He had no choice but to finally get a wife, so he naturally had to pamper her well to prevent the meat from flying away from his mouth.
Jiang Zhiling came to the yard and saw Song Yuzhou sitting in the yard, sawing wood.
"Mom~~~" Xixi saw her, opened her hands and ran towards her.
The little short legs ran too fast and fell down with a plop, burying their little faces in the grass.
Jiang Zhiling was startled, and just as she was about to step forward, she saw Xixi getting up neatly.
I saw Xixi stomping her feet hard towards the place where she fell. She said fiercely: "Bad guy, I'll trample you to death. Let's see if you dare next time."
When Jiang Zhiling saw this, she couldn't help but be amused by her cute reaction.
After treading almost all the way, Xixi relieved herself and continued running towards her with her milk whistling.
She threw herself firmly into Jiang Zhiling's arms, hugged her legs with her little paws, and complained aggrievedly: "Mom, Xixi fell. That bad grass dared to trip Xixi."
Jiang Zhiling held back her laughter: "Bad grass is so bad."
Patting her chest, Xixi said proudly: "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 with dirt and grass, I feel distressed and funny at the same time: "Well, Xixi is really awesome. Next time you see mom, don't run away and walk slowly, okay?"
Xixi shook her head: "No, Xixi needs to get to her mother quickly."
Jiang Zhining squatted on her knees, removed the weeds from 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 dad doing?"
"Let's make a wooden horse. Dad is great and knows a lot of things." Xixi said proudly.
Jiang Zhiling was surprised, it did look a bit like a Trojan horse.
Then I remembered that children in the 1980s didn’t have many toys.
"Then mommy will make you a toy another day." Jiang Zhiling said with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Xixi shook her head: "No need."
"dislike?"
"Xixi likes it, but making toys will make you tired. Mom, don't be tired." Xixi said sensibly.
She saw that Song Yuzhou spent a long time every time helping them make toys. It was too hard. She didn't want her mother to work hard.
Just leave the hard work to dad.
Jiang Zhiling's heart felt warm, and she pinched her cheek lovingly: "You're so good."
Xixi suddenly remembered something, let go of Jiang Zhiling's hand, and ran towards the corner of the yard.
"Slow down, don't fall."
"Know it."
Jiang Zhiling came to sit next to Song Yuzhou: "You don't have to go to the army today?"
"No, the commander said you can take a day off." Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice, holding the tool and carefully drilling a hole in the wood.
Holding her cheeks with both hands, Jiang Zhiling was surprised: "I didn't know you could do this."
"When I was young, my family was poor, and my father would make toys out of wood for me and my brother. Once you see them more, you will learn how to do them." Song Yuzhou responded simply.
"It's great to have parents who love you." Jiang Zhiling said enviously.
Song Yuzhou looked up at her and said softly: "From now on, I will love you and treat you twice as much."
There was no family member of hers in the military camp, so Song Yuzhou wanted to do his best to be nice to her so that she would not regret marrying him.
Jiang Zhining's eyebrows curved: "Okay."
"this is for you."
With that said, Song Yuzhou took out a comb from the side.
"For me?" Jiang Zhiling was surprised.
"Yeah. I saw that some of the combs were broken, so I wanted to make a new one for you." Song Yuzhou's ears turned red, "I'll help you comb your hair from now on."
Jiang Zhining chuckled: "Why did you suddenly have such an idea?"
Song Yuzhou felt a little embarrassed: "That's how it was played on TV."
Jiang Zhining chuckled and said, "Then we'll have to trouble Comrade Yuzhou if we have to comb our hair from now on."
"good."
