Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 121 I Can Run By Myself
Jiang Moli took out some local specialties from her luggage.

There were salted and sun-dried peanuts, dried tofu, sesame candy, beef sauce, and about ten pounds of cured meat.

The cured pork was cut into palm-sized pieces, each wrapped in thick newspaper, so it wouldn't get suffocated on the way.

Jiang Moli cleared out a bag, packed her things, and made it easier for Lu Cheng to carry them back to the camp.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest. I'm going to wash up and go to bed too."

Lu Cheng took the bag, his dark eyes fixed on her: "Jasmine, we are a legitimate married couple."

Jiang Moli glanced at the bed. "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Yes, I'll be staying here as long as there are no night missions while you're here."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Moli's agreement, he put down his bag and strode into the inner room.

By the time Jiang Moli followed him inside, he had already deftly taken off his shirt and started unbuckling his belt.

Under the dim lighting, the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist were clearly visible.

Like a perfect work of art.

Every muscle, every line, exudes a sense of power as if forged from steel.

On his lean waist and abdomen, eight abdominal muscles are neatly arranged, each with a clear outline as if meticulously sculpted.

Further down is the wild and alluring V-line.

Jiang Moli wiped away her drool.

Is this something she can watch for free?
Wow!
The man bent down and took off his trousers, revealing that he was only wearing a pair of black cloth shorts.

The two legs beneath her underwear were longer than her life!
That's true, they really don't treat her like an outsider!
Lu Cheng didn't care at all about being seen naked by her. He calmly folded his shirt and pants and placed them on the bedside table. Then he lay down on the bed without covering himself with a blanket. He just lay there straight, his dark eyes calmly meeting Jiang Moli's gaze.

Aren't you going to take a shower?

"go."

Jiang Moli cleared her throat, found a change of clothes, grabbed a basin and a towel, and went out with her face burning hot.

While taking a shower, I became distracted, my mind filled with images of men wearing underwear.

After taking a shower, I also scrubbed the dirty clothes I had changed out of.

After washing up and returning to his room, Lu Cheng lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his breathing even.

Thinking he was asleep, Jiang Moli tiptoed toward the balcony, but after only a few steps, she heard a sound coming from the bed:

Do you need to hang up the clothes? I'll help you.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a long stride and arrived in front of her.

Even from an arm's length away, you could clearly feel the man's burning body temperature and the smell of soap.

It has a scent similar to musk and herbs, and it's very intoxicating.

Jiang Moli handed him the basin without ceremony and took out a dry towel to dry her hair.

on the balcony.

Lu Cheng wiped the clothesline twice with a rag before picking up the clothes from the basin, shaking them out, and hanging them on the line.

When the bras were hanging out to dry, he couldn't help but glance at them a few more times.

Feeling guilty yet thrilled, like a thief.

He knew the purpose of bras, but few people wore them these days; most wore vests and bellybands, so he couldn't help but be curious.

After hanging up the clothes and returning to the room, Lu Cheng saw Jiang Moli sitting at the foot of the bed drying her hair, so he put down the basin and went over to her.

"I'll help you."

Jiang Moli's hands were getting tired from wiping, so she handed him the towel when she heard this.

Lu Cheng sat down behind her, wrapped her wet hair in a towel, and gently wiped it.

"I'll wash my hair during the day next time. The temperature is low in the mountains at night, and it's easy to catch a cold if I wash my hair at night."

"Oh."

In those days, there were no hair dryers. Jiang Moli usually washed her hair during the day and let it dry in the sun.

She had been on the train for the past two days, and her hair smelled terrible, so she washed it because she couldn't stand it anymore.

As her hair was lifted, the woman's fair, white nape was exposed.

It is pure white and delicate, like the finest mutton fat jade.

If you get close enough, you can smell a delicate, sweet fragrance similar to that of orchids.

A vague sense of unease rose from my lower abdomen.

"Jasmine."

"Did you do it?" Jiang Moli was feeling drowsy. When she heard Lu Cheng call her, she subconsciously touched her hair.

It's still wet.

She glanced back at him. "What's wrong?"

Lu Cheng threw the towel onto the bed. "There's still one very important part of our wedding that hasn't been completed yet."

Jiang Moli paused for half a second before reacting, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "How can you blame me for this?"

"It's not your fault, it's mine."

Almost as soon as the man finished speaking, Jiang Moli felt her body suddenly lighten.

As her view shifted, she found herself sitting on the man's lap.

Waving her hands in search of support, she instinctively placed them on the man's broad shoulders.

"Jasmine."

The man's breathing quickened slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes were fixed on her face with intense passion.

"May I kiss you?"

"Are you always this hesitant and indecisive when you're on a mission?"

After saying that, Jiang Moli was stunned.

What on earth is she talking about?
"no."

In official matters, he has always been decisive, domineering, and authoritarian, and does not tolerate disobedience.

If she were his soldier, he would have dealt with her on the spot back in the car that afternoon!
But she is his wife, the one he loves.

He cares about her feelings and wants to give her care, love, and respect.

Both of them were experiencing their first kiss, so the phrase "rookie pecking at each other" is a fitting description.

In matters of love and sex, men seem to be born with an innate, untrained understanding.

——Bridal Chamber Divider——

after the end.

Jiang Moli lay softly in Lu Cheng's broad arms like a kitten, half asleep.

Lu Cheng held her carefully, his voice tender as he made a promise: "Jasmine, I will be good to you for the rest of my life."

Jiang Moli raised her hand and patted his face, humming with her eyes closed, "Just do your best, don't feel too much pressure. I have legs, I'll run away on my own if you're not good to me."

Lu Cheng hugged her tightly, but worried that she might be uncomfortable, so he loosened his grip slightly.

Her voice was both gentle and domineering: "You can't escape! You're mine, and you're not going anywhere!"

His response was a long, steady breath.

He gently pressed his face against the top of his wife's head and closed his eyes contentedly.

……

At 6 a.m. sharp, Lu Cheng opened his eyes.

After quietly getting dressed, he squatted by the bed and stared at his wife's sleeping face for a long time before reluctantly leaving the house.

After morning exercises, Lu Cheng slung his bag over his shoulder and went to Zhong Weiguo's house.

The Zhong family was having breakfast.

Seeing him come again, Zhong Weiguo got up and shooed him towards the door, saying, "Why are you here again?"

"Boss, Jasmine brought some local specialties from her hometown for you and your wife. If you don't want them, I'm leaving now."

Zhong Weiguo was skeptical.

She only gave him a friendly look when she saw him take out beef sauce, sesame candy, and cured meat from his satchel.

"You're not so bad, you actually have a conscience!"

Jiang Wenjuan glared at her husband, then turned to Lu Cheng and said, "Why did you bring us so much? It's not easy for your wife to bring us all this way. You should keep some for yourself."

"Sister-in-law, you don't need to be so polite. I just happen to have something I'd like to ask you for advice on."

Seeing Lu Cheng's embarrassed expression, Jiang Wenjuan cleverly called him into the inner room to talk.

"Is your wife on her period? I just got two menstrual pads from Xinqiao a few days ago..."

"Sister-in-law, that's not it."

　It's really impossible to even write about kissing. I'm really frustrated. I spent an hour writing this, and I deleted it all.

　　(End of this chapter)