Under the quilt, Jiang Zhiling was lying on her side in an enchanting posture.
Her upper body was only wearing a thin bra, which was more like two pieces of transparent red fabric than a bra.
The fabric could only cover her chest a little, and a large piece of snow-white skin came into view.
A string connects the two pieces of cloth.
Covering it up like this is more attractive than completely exposing it.
When Song Yuzhou looked down, his Adam's apple rolled.
Two small pieces of red fabric are made into the shape of butterflies. One on the left and one on the right, two pieces of meat covering the key parts.
The same thin rope connected the two pieces of fabric to wrap around Jiang Zhiling's waist.
At the end of the butterfly wings, a thin rope is wrapped around the back and connected to the thin line around the waist.
It’s so seductive!
"What's the pestle doing there?" Jiang Zhiling asked coquettishly.
Song Yuzhou walked forward slowly, his breathing quickened and his voice hoarse: "Zhi Ning."
"Do you want this gift?" Jiang Zhining circled his neck and said leisurely.
Song Yuzhou's eyes were dancing with color, and he said hoarsely: "Yes."
Before he finished speaking, he kissed her lips directly.
The lips went down and landed on the chest.
Teeth bite the movable part, tie it, and pull it.
As for the butterfly wings, as long as he moved the tail ends of the butterfly wings slightly, the mysterious garden would appear.
Song Yuzhou's movements became more urgent.
Jiang Zhining's cheeks turned red, feeling the violent blow from him.
After enjoying herself, Jiang Zhining leaned into his arms.
Song Yuzhou hugged her tightly, feeling the feminine fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose.
"What are you wearing today? Why haven't I seen you wearing it before?" Song Yuzhou asked curiously.
"This is specially made by me." Jiang Zhining put her lips next to his ear, "It's called Qing~qu~underwear."
Although Song Yuzhou didn't understand what the combination of these words meant, he could vaguely feel the charm in them.
Looking at his appearance, Jiang Zhiling nodded at his lips: "This kind of special clothing can be used between husband and wife, only for the other half to see. To put it simply, it makes the other half happy."
After hearing her explanation and seeing the smile in her eyes, Song Yuzhou put his arms around her slender waist.
"Then I'll wear it next time." Song Yuzhou pressed her forehead against hers and responded in a low voice, "I'll coax you."
Jiang Zhiling's eyes flashed with smile and she said jokingly: "Are we pleasing each other?"
"Yeah." Song Yuzhou nodded affirmatively.
Although some soldiers have machismo, he does not.
In his view, the relationship between husband and wife is equal, and his wife is not dependent on him, nor does she need to deliberately please him.
On the contrary, he feels that as a husband, a man should please his wife and make his wife happy, so that the family can be happier.
Looking into his eyes, although he didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiling already understood the meaning in his eyes.
"Okay." Jiang Zhiling responded delicately, "I will make a men's model and give you a chance. When the time comes, don't be afraid to wear it."
Song Yuzhou lowered his head and looked at her outfit, his ears turned red again, but although he would be embarrassed, he would wear it as long as she made it.
The familiar urge came over me again.
"Again?" Jiang Zhiling raised her eyebrows.
"Again?" Song Yuzhou asked for her opinion.
"My back hurts." Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly.
"I'll rub it for you." Song Yuzhou said, placing his palms on her waist and starting the massage service.
Just pressing and pressing, the place of pressing is different.
When Jiang Zhiling returned to bed refreshed, the sky was already turning white.
"Zhi Ning." Song Yuzhou called her name gently.
"Huh?" Jiang Zhiling responded lazily.
Staring at her crimson face and looking at her sleepy look, Song Yuzhou kissed him lovingly: "Do you dislike me for being too demanding?"
Since arriving at the military compound, Jiang Zhiling has been tormented many times almost every night when he is at home.
Jiang Zhiling slowly opened her eyes and said teasingly: "Strong demand is better than no demand."
She is not afraid of his desire, but she is afraid of his cold nature.
In that way, where does she get happiness from?
Hearing this answer, Song Yuzhou's face turned as red as an apple.
"It seems to make sense." Song Yuzhou responded sheepishly.
Seeing her almost asleep, Song Yuzhou suddenly said: "I'm going to go on a mission."
"when?"
"After daybreak."
Um? Jiang Zhiling forced herself to open her sleepy eyes: "Leaving the army? How long will it take?"
"Well, about a month. Or, longer." Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice.
so long?
Jiang Zhiling vaguely felt that this task was not easy. "Isn't it dangerous?"
Song Yuzhou pressed his forehead and said hoarsely: "It's really tricky."
This mission was very important and very difficult. He needed two teams of soldiers to perform the beheading operation.
He didn't answer directly, but Jiang Zhiling already understood the meaning and reached out to hug his waist.
"Can't you not go? There are so many officers in the army, why do you have to be there?" Jiang Zhining said dullly.
Caressing her head, Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice: "This mission has extremely high requirements on both soldiers and officers. It was me who volunteered."
"You." Jiang Zhiling raised her head and glared at him angrily.
Song Yuzhou chuckled: "It's okay, I will try my best to come back alive. Although it is difficult, I am also sure of victory."
Only with Duoli's military exploits, he can go further and be more reliable for her.
Thinking that as the most powerful man in the book, he shouldn't get into trouble easily, Jiang Zhiling said, "Be safe and sound."
"good."
Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Zhiling lifted up the quilt and got out of bed.
Go to the dressing table and pick up the scissors lying there.
"Zhi Ning, what are you doing!" Song Yuzhou thought she was going to hurt him, so he got up quickly and ran towards her.
Jiang Zhiling said jokingly: "What, you think I can't think about it? Don't worry, I cherish life very much."
As someone who has died once, she knows how precious life is.
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou was relieved: "What are you doing with the scissors?"
Jiang Zhiling moved her long hair in front of her body, picked it out and cut it off.
Then, she tied her long black hair into a beautiful bow and tied a concentric knot with a red string.
"Neng, here you go." Jiang Zhiling put her long hair in his palm, "The ancients said that when a couple is married, their love is unquestionable. Your hair is too short, so you can only use my long hair. Miss me. time, look at it.”
Song Yuzhou clenched the long hair in his hands and took her into his arms: "Okay."
"Promise me that you will come back alive." Jiang Zhiling said softly.
The hand holding her tightened, and Song Yuzhou responded in a low voice: "Okay, wait until I come back."
