Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 203 Husband, I can't wait until our wedding night!

"Aunt Feng!"

"Oh my, little Zhaoli!"

Aunt Feng had a loving smile on her face, and even spun Bai Zhaoli around in her arms.

After putting it down, she complained, "You only remember me when you're getting your dress."

Bai Zhaoli was a little embarrassed, but still said coquettishly, "I'm not lying to you, I've really been extremely busy lately, Ah Lang, come and be my witness!"

"Of course your husband is on your side! What good is his testimony?!"

Aunt Feng rolled her eyes at her, then looked at Jiang Lang: "Xiao Jiang, Zhao Li is in your care from now on. You can't let her down!"

"Don't worry, we will make sure she doesn't suffer the slightest grievance!"

Jiang Lang smiled and assured her that although they didn't see each other often, he could sense that, because of the dress design, Bai Zhaoli was channeling some of her longing for her mother into Aunt Feng.

Of course, Aunt Feng was the same.

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "It's getting late, let's eat first!"

Bai Zhaoli blinked: "Aren't we going to try on the dress first?"

Aunt Feng cupped her face and rubbed it gently: "Try it after you finish eating, otherwise you'll all try it and leave, then who will eat with me?"

"Am I really that bad?"

"Who knows!"

"Ah ...

The atmosphere at dinner was harmonious.

Most of the time, Aunt Feng would ask the young couple about their daily lives.

It's a bit rambling, but full of warmth.

After they finished eating, she led the young couple to the second floor, pointed to a room, and left them alone.

"Squeak!"

The sound of the old-fashioned mahogany door is very pleasant.

Bai Zhaoli's eyes lit up when she saw the dress hanging on the clothes rack: "It's so nice! Ah Lang, you should try it on!"

Jiang Lang carefully took off the dress and went straight into the fitting room.

A short while later, she came out wearing a formal dress.

He didn't look in the mirror immediately, but instead walked up to Bai Zhaoli and turned around: "Does this achieve the effect you wanted?"

"You're basically doing well, but don't get too cocky yet, there's still room for improvement."

Bai Zhaoli raised her chin slightly and gave a haughty comment, while her hands were busy helping Jiang Lang tidy up the details.

Jiang Lang glanced at the women's dress next to him: "Yours looks better, do you want to try it on?"

"I'm not going to try!"

Why?

"Because I know I'll look great in it, I plan to wear it tomorrow and surprise you in front of the guests so they know how much you love me."

"!"

This love confession is a bit smug and a bit vain.

But it struck Jiang Lang right in the heart.

Jujube cake!

It's a heartwarming feeling.

"Um!"

Jiang Lang expressed his opinion frankly.

Bai Zhaoli smiled smugly, but said aloud, "No way!"

"Why not?"

"This is Aunt Feng's place; it would be so embarrassing for her to see this!"

"So we can kiss whenever we want if we're not at Aunt Feng's house, right?"

"But we're here."

"I'll go change my clothes now, let's hurry back, I can't wait, I feel like ants are crawling on my body."

Jiang Lang feigned urgency and hurriedly returned to the fitting room.

Bai Zhaoli didn't expose his slightly clumsy acting skills, but just smiled and watched his back.

Actually, she also really enjoyed the time when there were no outsiders around, when the two of them were completely uninhibited.

It's better to leave early.

I feel a little sorry for Aunt Feng.

She made herself look like an unfilial daughter.

She sat back down on the sofa and waited quietly for Jiang Lang to come out.

Suddenly, I heard a cell phone ringing from the fitting room.

Someone called Jiang Lang.

She pursed her lips, but still shamelessly leaned over to eavesdrop.

"Um?"

Jiang Lang glanced at the caller ID; it was Bai Heng calling.

My father-in-law usually doesn't call unless it's something important.

He quickly hung up the suit he had just changed out of and answered the phone shirtless.

"dad!"

"Ah Lang, did you feel it just now?"

"You mean the waves at sea?"

"Um!"

Bai Heng's voice was somewhat solemn: "I just had the Academy of Military Sciences analyze the fluctuations, and they should be signs of the Bloodsail mark. They arrived earlier than we expected."

Jiang Lang's gaze sharpened slightly: "They're indeed in a bit of a hurry! Have the other departments made any moves?"

Bai Heng sneered, "No action yet, but they've made a lot of random phone calls. They're probably panicking. It won't be long before they drag everyone into a meeting. I can guess their reaction with my toes. By the way, Ah Lang, how's it going on your end?"

"I was just about to tell you, I ran into Hive today—"

Jiang Lang recounted everything that had happened during the day in detail, without omitting anything.

Bai Heng seemed thoughtful: "Professor Su is always methodical. Since he's confident, then everything is fine. However, delays can lead to unforeseen circumstances, so we might need to speed things up. Are you ready?"

"It's all ready!"

Jiang Lang smiled; they had already discussed this plan long ago.

The day before the engagement, take command of a regiment of soldiers and get them integrated as quickly as possible.

After Bai Heng clashed with Qingmai Domain, Su Yunchang went directly to Bai Heng's door and berated him, saying that his son-in-law was a beast who had stolen his core achievements and offered them to Qida.

Upon hearing this, Bai Heng flew into a rage and immediately dismissed the traitorous son-in-law from his position.

At this point, it depends on whether Han Ting will stop it. Regardless of whether he stops it or not, he can successfully clear his name. It's just a matter of changing the countermeasures.

Actually, there's not much technical content involved.

It all comes down to whether the actor can bring out their personal emotions during the performance.

"Ah Lang, are you feeling wronged doing this?"

After much deliberation, Bai Heng finally asked the question.

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "It's just acting. If I can't even handle this little bit of grievance, what great things can I accomplish? It's just that I feel a little sorry for Zhao Li suffering with me."

"Great! Very energetic!"

Bai Heng laughed heartily: "You've finally figured it out, kid! Use this level of skill to win over your wife from now on, and try to have two kids in three years!"

Jiang Lang:

I was being genuine, how could that be considered flattery?

Just then, the fitting room door opened.

He looked at Bai Zhaoli in surprise, and subconsciously put his arm in front of his chest.

But then I thought about it again.

They've already registered their marriage, it's legal!

Let her see what's wrong?

So he put his arm down again.

Fortunately, Bai Zhaoli didn't do anything reckless. She simply sat down beside him and placed her hand on the back of his hand, as if to comfort him.

Bai Heng sighed softly: "Speaking of which, this is something I've wanted to do for a long time. I've thought about how I would achieve it many times. Sometimes I even felt that I might never be able to stand up for myself again in my entire life."

Unexpectedly, you became the turning point in the end.

Ah Lang!

It is not my wish to place such a heavy burden on a young person like you.

You and Zhaoli just got your marriage certificate not long ago, you should enjoy life more.

But the situation waits for no one!

Let's just get through this ordeal first.

"As long as you can get through this, I, as your father, will give you anything you want!"

"Um!"

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "This has nothing to do with what I want. When Liaocheng fell, I had no power to resist. I held my breath for many years without finding a chance to vent. This is the opportunity that God has given me."

"It has nothing to do with what you want, right? Then I won't give it to you."

"No, you still have to give it."

"You little brat!"

Bai Heng laughed heartily: "Pay attention to your image lately. It's time to take charge of the army. Stop dressing like a student who hasn't graduated yet. Bye!"

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Lang put his phone aside and looked at Bai Zhaoli, who was obediently resting her head on his shoulder.

Bai Zhaoli sighed softly, "It seems we can't go on our honeymoon. Time is really running out!"

"No rush! It's just a battle; after it's over, we can go on our honeymoon."

Jiang Lang extended his index finger and gently scratched her cheek.

It's very smooth.

The touch is like gliding over silk.

Bai Zhaoli bit her lip: "What if we can't withstand it?"

"Don't talk nonsense! We—"

Jiang Lang paused, instinctively shrinking back. He looked at Bai Zhaoli's hand stroking his chest: "Zhaoli, what are you trying to do?"

"Life is short, and I happen to be naked. What do you think I want to do?"

"!"

Jiang Lang's heart pounded wildly. Looking into her slightly burning gaze, he felt a sense of trepidation.

He grinned. "This is Aunt Feng's place. It would be so embarrassing for her if she saw this!"

Why are you mimicking me?

"I mean, the atmosphere is a little strange."

"You don't think the atmosphere is right yet?"

Bai Zhaoli's eyes seemed to overflow with tears as she slowly leaned close to his ear and breathed a warm breath: "Husband~"

Jiang Lang: "!"

The sound seemed to carry electricity, penetrating his auditory nerves and instantly activating his entire neural network.

For a moment, my brain seemed to freeze.

Bai Zhaoli subconsciously looked down, her gaze immediately shifting slightly: "Wow! It's so useful!"

Jiang Lang's breathing became heavier and heavier. He picked her up by the waist and placed her on the sofa.

Bai Zhaoli wrapped her arms around his neck, her face flushed, and looked at him with brimming eyes: "Ah Lang, I can't wait until our wedding day, but you have to treat me as seriously as you did on our wedding night!"

She closed her eyes in embarrassment halfway through her sentence.

"Um!"

Jiang Lang gently kissed her and softly unbuttoned her clothes.

Feeling the trembling from her body and lips, my heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest.