A well-behaved girl was deceived while searching for her husband; she married a childless military o

Qiao Lanshu slept soundly until dawn. When she woke up the next day, she saw red marks on her wrist...

Although Commander Qin was very sensible and knew how to use the strips of cloth.

But her skin... her arms are indeed prone to freckles...

Qin Yuanzheng had already prepared breakfast. He was in high spirits last night and looked at Qiao Lanshu with deep affection in his eyes.

He was wearing military trousers and boots, and his upper body was bare, as he had just wiped himself with a towel.

He sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), picked up the still groggy Qiao Lanshu, and held her in his arms. His broad hands grasped her wrists, gently rubbing them as he asked in a low voice, "Does your wrist hurt? I massaged it for you last night, is it any better?"

Qiao Lanshu: "..."

No wonder she dreamt last night that a tiger cub was jumping all over her.

He would jump on her back one minute, on her stomach the next, and occasionally bite her arm.

She was so annoyed that she reached out and shook the tiger cub off, but a little while later, the tiger cub jumped back onto her.

Qiao Lanshu yawned and felt that her body was indeed not so sore anymore, so she said, "My body doesn't ache anymore."

Qin Yuanzheng kissed her palm and said, "I'll give you another massage when I get back tonight."

As he spoke, he skillfully and naturally picked up Qiao Lanshu's clothes and put them over her head.

He even thoughtfully helped her pull her hair out of her clothes.

He looked at Qiao Lanshu's shiny, smooth hair and was extremely pleased: "I wrote to ask my comrade-in-arms to send me some hair oil for women from Shanghai. I don't know if it has arrived yet. I'll go check on it today."

When Qiao Lanshu was in Guangzhou, he almost never used hair oil.

Because the air there is humid, my hair is very smooth, and I don't need hair oil.

However, the dryness in the north makes her hair very frizzy. Since she came here, she has been braiding her hair every day to avoid it becoming frizzy and static electricity.

Hearing Qin Yuanzheng say that, she immediately leaned over happily, kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Zheng, you're such a good husband."

Qin Yuanzheng: "..."

Qin Yuanzheng almost stood up for her.

He swallowed hard and said, "I have to go to work soon, so don't flirt with me."

Qiao Lanshu deliberately flirted with him at this moment.

Who told him to bully her last night?

Qiao Lanshu dressed herself, combed her hair, braided it into two thick, shiny black braids, and then got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

Then she saw the black cloth strip placed on the table next to the kang (a heated brick bed).

My heart skipped a beat.

She blushed and said, "Brother Zheng, why haven't you thrown this away yet?"

The strip of cloth was soft; it was made of a stretchy material.

I don't know where Qin Yuanzheng got it from, or what its purpose is.

Anyway, all the suffering she endured yesterday... was because of...

Qin Yuanzheng clearly promised her that he would throw this thing away, so why is he still keeping it?

Seeing her ashamed and indignant expression, Qin Yuanzheng quickly said, "I'll go and take care of it right away."

As he spoke, he rolled the thing into a ball and put it into his bag.

Qiao Lanshu: "..."

Qiao Lanshu didn't know what to say.

She simply said, "Anyway, you're not allowed to bring this kind of thing home again, or I'll get angry."

Qin Yuanzheng smiled and nodded, but instead of saying yes, he leaned closer, hugged her, and asked, "You didn't seem to be in any particular discomfort. I thought you liked it?"

Qiao Lanshu blushed immediately and said, "Anyway, I don't like it, so you're not allowed to use it again."

Qin Yuanzheng: "..."

Qin Yuanzheng said with some regret, "Really, you don't need to? You almost..."

Qiao Lanshu quickly covered his mouth: "Okay, stop talking, aren't we going to eat breakfast?"

Qin Yuanzheng smiled at her and said, "Alright, then I won't say anything more."

Qiao Lanshu was truly terrified of Qin Yuanzheng's mouth; not only were his words frightening, but his actions were equally intimidating.

Qin Yuanzheng brought over the porridge, sat down opposite Qiao Lanshu, and said in a serious tone, "I remember we still have cloth coupons, right? I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative when I have some free time to see if they have any waterproof cloth, and buy a few yards..."

Qiao Lanshu glared at him: "Say it again! If you say it again, I won't eat anymore."

Qin Yuanzheng immediately made a shushing gesture and buried his head in his porridge.

After finishing their meal, the couple went to work.

Qiao Lanshu sat in the small hut next to the warehouse, occasionally punching his lower back with his fist.

At this moment, Deng Weijun and Wang Xue came to find her.

As soon as Wang Xue arrived, she leaned against the window and said to Qiao Lanshu, "Little Qiao, your younger brother is quite something. He even comes over every day to fetch water for you!"

Qiao Lanshu glanced at Deng Weijun, who skillfully picked up Qiao Lanshu's thermos and said to Wang Xue, "What do you know? My sister-in-law is my savior! My sister said I should serve her like a slave, it's what I should do."

Qiao Lanshu quickly said, "Sister-in-law, you're exaggerating. Actually, it's not necessary. I can fetch water myself. You're busy with work, so you don't need to come over. It would be too kind of you."

Deng Weijun works as a boiler operator. Although the job is not very busy, it is physically demanding. He has to stay there to watch the boiler, add coal, check the temperature, and so on. He has to keep an eye on it at all times and cannot leave easily.

Deng Weijun only had time to come and fetch water for Qiao Lanshu when he first arrived in the morning. He usually wouldn't dare to run around unless he was off work.

He still cherished this job and was afraid of making a mistake and being scolded by his brother-in-law, who was the factory manager.

Deng Weijun: "Sister-in-law, don't be so polite with me. It's just fetching water, it won't take me much effort. Besides, I have to fetch water myself, it's just something I do on the side."

As he spoke, he took a lunchbox out of his pocket and placed it on Qiao Lan's desk, saying, "Sister-in-law, this is some oil tea that my sister made herself. She specifically asked me to bring you some to try. Please don't think it's too little."

As he spoke, he put down the lunchbox, grabbed the kettle, and jogged away.

Wang Xue shook her head with a "tsk tsk tsk" sound and said in a low voice, "This Deng Weijun, if we didn't all know that you really saved his life, we would all think that he was trying to poach Qin Tuan's men."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Lanshu chuckled and said, "Surely not just anyone would dare to poach someone from Qin's inner circle, would they?"

Although she had a romantic bias, she thought Qin Yuanzheng was perfect no matter how she looked at him.

However, she was well aware of the awe that outsiders held for Qin Yuanzheng.

She opened the door, pulled Wang Xue into the small room, and whispered, "Sister, how's the matter between your sister and that Liu Jianguo going?"