Dare to shirk responsibility? This adorable little one will tear down your military district!

It felt like there was a stove burning inside the blankets.

As soon as Lin Wanrou was tucked into the military green quilt, her body tensed up like a fully drawn bow.

It was pitch black all around, and the howling wind outside the window only made the noise inside the room more noticeable. She could hear Gu Changfeng's heartbeat, pounding like a drum right next to her ear.

"Where can we hide?"

Gu Changfeng's large hand gripped her waist like an iron clamp, giving her no chance to pull back. The pleasant scent of soap mixed with his strong masculine aroma emanated from him, overwhelming Lin Wanrou and making her head spin.

"Changfeng...your arm..."

Lin Wanrou's voice trembled as she placed her hand on the hard muscle of his chest, wanting to push but not daring to use too much force, for fear of damaging his newly set bones.

"It's all better now."

Gu Changfeng chuckled softly, his voice hoarse as if he had a handful of sand in it. In the darkness, he precisely caught her flailing hand and pressed it directly against his chest, where the skin was burning hot and even slightly sweaty.

"Wife, you're a doctor, feel it yourself, is her heart beating fast or slow?"

Lin Wanrou felt a burning sensation in her palm, as if she had been stung. The heartbeat was indeed fast, heavy and rapid, each beat striking her hand.

"Stop...stop fooling around." Lin Wanrou's face was burning hot, feeling like she was melting into the blankets. "Ya Ya...is still next door..."

"That girl is cunning; she ran off with the dog long ago."

Gu Changfeng leaned down, his nose brushing against her earlobe, sending a jolt of electricity through him. He was nothing like the serious leader he usually was; he was like a ravenous wolf that had been eyeing its prey for years.

"Wanrou".

He suddenly stopped making a fuss, his tone became serious, carrying a solemnity that was impossible to refuse.

These past few years have been tough on you.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanrou, who was still struggling, suddenly stiffened.

In the darkness, Gu Changfeng's large, calloused hand slowly moved up her waistline, finally gently supporting the back of her head. Although his movements were domineering, the force was extremely controlled, as if he were afraid of breaking some rare treasure.

"I, Gu Changfeng, am a rough man and don't understand romance. But I'm going to say this now: I'll make up for the suffering you endured before with my life."

Lin Wanrou's eyes welled up with tears; all the grievances she had accumulated over the years seemed to melt away with just one harsh word.

She left him the night after marrying him. Later, she was gossiped about in the village, mistreated by her mother-in-law, and nearly starved to death with her child, but she endured it all. She thought this was how her life would be, just living a life of maintaining a nominal status.

But now, this man is truly holding her in his arms, showing her his burning heart.

"Who wants your life..." Lin Wanrou sniffled, her voice trembling with tears, but her hands no longer pushed him away. Instead, she grabbed the fabric of his vest, her hands shaking slightly. "Just live well... and support us, mother and son..."

"We must support you, we absolutely must support you."

Gu Changfeng lowered his head and kissed those lips he had longed for for so long. This time, it wasn't as urgent as before, but it was a genuine act of possession, with a fierce intensity that seemed to want to devour him whole.

The temperature under the blanket was getting higher and higher.

Their breaths mingled together, making it impossible to tell whose was whose.

Gu Changfeng's hand was restless, slipping inside Lin Wanrou's inner garment. The rough fingertips brushed against her delicate skin, sending shivers down Lin Wanrou's spine. She instinctively tried to pull away, but Gu Changfeng held her firmly.

"Don't hide."

He breathed heavily in her ear, his voice so low it seemed to have a hook.

"We are a married couple, legally married."

That word "legal" was like a key, completely unlocking the lock in Lin Wanrou's heart.

Yes, she is his wife, and he is her husband.

Lin Wanrou stopped struggling, her body going limp like water. She closed her eyes in the darkness, and somewhat clumsily raised her arms to wrap around Gu Changfeng's broad shoulders.

For Gu Changfeng, this action was undoubtedly like throwing a torch into a pile of dry firewood.

"Wanrou..."

Gu Changfeng let out a low growl, unable to hold back any longer. He rolled over and pinned the man beneath him. The army green blanket billowed, obscuring the view of the room filled with the scent of spring.

The kang (heated brick bed) was quite hot.

The heat rose from beneath them and spread through their skin as they pressed together.

Although Gu Changfeng was anxious, his actions were extremely patient. He knew she was shy, and every move he made was a test, a way of reassuring her.

But he was, after all, a man who had been celibate for three or four years, and with that strange strength, once the floodgates were opened, it was like a flood bursting its banks and couldn't be stopped.

Lin Wanrou felt like a small boat on the sea, tossed about by the raging winds and waves, unable to find a place to land.

"Changfeng...be gentle..."

"It won't be any less."

Gu Changfeng, panting, kissed her sweaty forehead, but his movements became increasingly fierce. "After saving up for so many years, I'll make up for it all tonight."

The rain outside the window started falling again sometime ago, drizzling softly.

Inside the room, the wooden bed occasionally creaked under the weight of the bed, mingling with suppressed gasps and soft humming, creating a melody that only the couple could understand.

The night is deep.

That night, the kang (heated brick bed) in the master bedroom of courtyard number six was indeed a bit hot.

When everything calmed down, Lin Wanrou didn't want to move a finger. She nestled in Gu Changfeng's arms, her whole body aching as if she had been run over by a wheel, but she felt more at ease than ever before.

Gu Changfeng played with a strand of her hair, his eyes shining eerily in the darkness. He wasn't sleepy, so he just held his daughter-in-law like that, feeling that the past thirty years had been wasted, and today he finally felt truly at peace.

"daughter in law."

"Hmm?" Lin Wanrou mumbled sleepily, her eyelids drooping.

"Get up early tomorrow."

"What are you doing?"

Gu Changfeng leaned close to her ear and whispered something shameless: "Go and take another look at the marriage certificate. I feel like the photo on it isn't very good. Let's take another one another day, and this time we'll get a closer look."

Lin Wanrou blushed, muttered "crazy," found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Gu Changfeng grinned, tucked the blanket around her, pulled his arm back, and closed his eyes contentedly.

……

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

Before the early birds had even chirped twice, a fluffy little head peeked out from the crack in the door of the west room in courtyard number six.

Meng Yaya rubbed her sleepy eyes, with Hei Feng, who was also yawning, beside her.

The man and the dog squeezed into the west room last night. Although there was a soft mattress in the room, it wasn't as interesting as the eavesdropping from the corner.

"Tsk, still not up?"

Meng Yaya pressed her ear against the crack in the master bedroom door and listened. It was quiet inside; only two steady, long breaths could be heard.

She pouted and a maternal smile appeared on her face, completely out of character for her age.

"Looks like the battle last night was quite intense." Meng Yaya patted Heifeng's head and muttered softly, "This time, my cheap dad has finally figured it out. Once this old iron tree blossoms, he'll probably be sullen for a while."

Just then, I heard the rustling sound of someone getting dressed coming from inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Changfeng's low, loud voice rang out, carrying a refreshing air: "Wife, sleep a little longer. I'll make breakfast. Today I'll boil brown sugar eggs for you."