Jiang Zhiling bought a sewing machine in a department store and hired someone to use a cart to deliver the sewing machine to the courtyard.
I went to select fabrics with Xixi.
She wants to pick up her old craftsmanship and make some new and trendy beautiful clothes.
As a result, when she walked to the door of her house holding a lot of fabrics, she saw a big box lying quietly.
Jiang Zhiling was stunned.
"This master is too unreliable." Jiang Zhiling came to the box depressedly.
The sewing machine is very heavy. Jiang Zhiling tried it before and couldn't move it.
Seeing this, Jiang Zhiling walked into the house, only to see that Song Yuzhou was not at home, and a brand new wooden horse was lying quietly in the yard.
"What a beautiful wooden horse." Xixi happily ran over to play.
Jiang Zhiling returned to the room holding the cloth and put the things down.
After searching, Song Yuzhou was nowhere to be seen.
Thinking that maybe something happened in the military camp, Jiang Zhiling didn't think much about it.
Arriving at the door of her house and looking at the big box, Jiang Zhiling felt worried.
"Zhi Ning." Sheng Hao's voice sounded.
Seeing him, Jiang Zhining had a headache. Just glance at it and then look away.
Sheng Hao was displeased. During this time, Jiang Zhiling had been turning a blind eye to him, which severely damaged his strong self-esteem.
"Do you want to move something? Let me help you." Sheng Hao said friendly.
Jiang Zhiling refused bluntly: "Thank you, no need."
Seeing her refusing to be a thousand miles away, Sheng Hao had a trace of sadness on his eyebrows: "Zhi Ning, we have known each other for ten years. Even if we can't be husband and wife, we can still be friends."
"I'm afraid you have ambitions for me." Jiang Zhining said coolly, "Sheng Hao, I am the wife of the regiment leader now, and I am a woman you cannot think of."
Hearing this, Sheng Hao hummed: "I know. I was reckless last time and was criticized by the organization. I also realized my mistake."
Thinking of the last time I was beaten by Fatty, I was also warned and punished.
The political commissar even said angrily that if he dared to do anything to Jiang Zhiling again, he would be demoted.
He originally had a bright future, but because of a little Jiang Zhiling, he became a joke in the military camp.
The more Sheng Hao thought about it, the angrier he became, but he couldn't show this emotion.
Jiang Zhiling looked at him suspiciously: This is not like Sheng Hao's behavior.
When she was reading the book before, she didn't like the male protagonist Sheng Hao in the book. He didn't deserve it.
Because this person is arrogant and domineering. It's nothing more than occupying the position of the Sheng family, standing at the end of others' struggles, and not being loyal to feelings.
She remembered that in the article, he and Shen Anan had no children, but they had two illegitimate children outside.
Shen Anan was very busy trying to settle his romantic debt.
Something fishy!
"You stay aside, I'll do it." Sheng Hao said with a smile, then bent down to lift the box.
"No, I have a husband and don't need help from outsiders." Jiang Zhiling stopped her immediately.
Hearing this, Sheng Hao said jokingly: "Are you afraid that others will misunderstand you? Zhi Ning, I remember that you were very courageous since you were a child. This is not like you."
"I just want to stay away from you, the plague god."
Displeasure flashed through Sheng Hao's eyes, but the look on his face remained the same: "It's really sad what you said. I happened to see Song Yuzhou in the military camp before coming back, but he was not at home. I thought no one could help you carry it, I just want to do something for you.”
"You know my man is not at home, but you want to enter the house. What is your plan?" Jiang Zhining narrowed her eyes.
"I just want to help you." Sheng Hao replied sincerely, "It seems that my image in your mind is very bad."
Jiang Zhiling responded unceremoniously: "Your image is not easy. Even if this box is left here, you don't need to be pretentious."
Jiang Zhiling didn't want to talk to Sheng Hao and Shen An'an.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, Song Yuzhou came back.
"Daughter-in-law." Song Yuzhou came to her side.
Seeing him, Jiang Zhiling turned around and held his hand affectionately: "You're back. The sewing machine just arrived and I can't move it."
"Well, I'll do the rough work." Song Yuzhou patted the back of her hand, and his piercing eyes fell on Sheng Hao.
When Sheng Hao saw him, his expression was as usual: "I think this box is heavy, so I want to help."
"I can do these things, no outsiders need to intervene." Song Yuzhou said coldly.
"Captain Song doesn't need to be so hostile to me." Sheng Hao responded calmly.
Taking advantage of his height, Song Yuzhou looked down at him: "My wife doesn't want to see you, so you don't need to mind me. If Company Commander Sheng is so free, I can arrange something for you to do."
Hearing this, Sheng Hao cursed in his heart, but with a smile on his face: "Captain Song is interested. I have other things to do, so I won't bother you."
Sheng Hao turned around calmly and walked towards his home.
Song Yuzhou looked at his wife: "You're not being bullied, are you?"
"Of course. I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to come openly." Jiang Zhiling responded with a chuckle.
Song Yuzhou hummed, lifted the big box easily, and walked into the house.
Taking apart the sewing machine, Jiang Zhiling looked at such an ancient device and silently picked up the manual.
While she was reading carefully, Song Yuzhou hugged her slender waist from behind.
"Wife." Song Yuzhou called hoarsely with his lips close to her ear.
She relaxed her body, nestled against his chest, and made a seductive tone from her nose: "Huh?"
"Stay away from him from now on." Song Yuzhou kissed her earlobe and said in a low voice.
Jiang Zhiling raised her eyes, looked at him with charming eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth: "Are you jealous?"
"Yeah." Song Yuzhou responded honestly, "You used to like him so much."
Song Yuzhou would be jealous when he thought about her ten years with Sheng Hao in her heart and eyes.
Plus, the lack of confidence in his heart.
Turning around in his arms, Jiang Zhiling's slender arms circled his neck: "That was all in the past."
"Sheng Hao has better conditions than me and is younger than me. Apart from the rank of regimental commander, I don't have much else to offer." Song Yuzhou pressed her forehead against hers, "You are so beautiful and so smart."
Touching his neck with her thumb, Jiang Zhining responded charmingly: "You have something that Sheng Hao doesn't have."
"What?"
The white and tender palms went down along the collarbone and landed on his chest, and the thumping of his heartbeat was very clear.
"Love my heart, this is what you can do best." Jiang Zhiling responded playfully.
Reflecting her figure in his eyes, Song Yuzhou was moved and couldn't help but hold her pink lips in his mouth.
Jiang Zhining stood on tiptoes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, she slowly closed her eyes and responded to her kiss.
The gentle kiss gradually became overbearing. Song Yuzhou pressed the back of her head and kissed her truly and deeply.
"Hmm~"
The melodious tone flows out inadvertently.
Song Yuzhou was breathing rapidly, and his chest was rising and falling violently.
He held her face with his hand and placed his thumb on the swollen lips from his kiss: "Honey, this place is a bit like medicine."
Jiang Zhining's eyes were filled with water, and her moistened lips looked even more attractive.
Her voice was charming, and the rising tail tone was alluring: "What kind of medicine?"
"aphrodisiac."
