After being separated from my family, I became a darling of the military region thanks to my medical

The air crackled as if a match had been struck, sending up a shower of hot sparks.

Even the incandescent light bulbs in the living room seemed to find the atmosphere too hot, buzzing with electrical activity.

Ye Zhen straddled Gu Zheng's lap in a posture that could definitely be described as "outrageous". Her hands, which were usually as steady as a scalpel and could cut through a single hair, were now struggling with the buttons on his military shirt.

"collapse!"

Another button flew off, rolling into some unknown corner.

Gu Zheng's breathing was already a jumbled mess. His hands hovered in mid-air, loosely protecting Ye Zhen's waist. He wanted to help her but dared not, wanted to push her away but... he couldn't bear to push her away.

"Wife..." Gu Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed wildly, his voice sounding like it was filled with grit, "This is the living room. The curtains... the curtains aren't fully drawn yet."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Ye Zhen was completely determined at this moment, like a turtle eating a weight. The alcohol had long since shattered the string of "reason" in her brain, leaving only a reckless and crazy drive.

She placed both hands on Gu Zheng's bare, burning chest; the muscles beneath her palms were as hard as stone and throbbing.

"Gu Zheng, are you even a man?" Ye Zhen narrowed her eyes, her usually cold and aloof gaze now like alluring hooks, carrying a seductive charm that sent chills down one's spine. "I've practically offered myself to you, and you're still making excuses? Are you impotent?"

No?

Those two words are like throwing a cigarette butt onto a bomb.

The veins on Gu Zheng's forehead throbbed, and dark red blood vessels instantly welled up in his eyes. His pride in self-control shattered in an instant in the face of Ye Zhen's provocation.

"Ye Zhen".

He no longer called her "wife," but addressed her by her full name. His voice was deep and dangerous, like that of a wolf whose territory had been invaded.

"You asked for this." Gu Zheng's lips curled into a wicked smile, a smile tinged with ruthlessness. "If you can't get out of bed tomorrow morning, don't come crying and cursing me."

The next second, the world spun around.

Dr. Ye, who had been in a high position and full of momentum, suddenly felt a tightness around her waist and was overturned by an irresistible force.

My back sank into the soft old sofa, and a shadow fell over my eyes.

Gu Zheng braced himself against her ear with one hand, his handsome face drawing closer with an intensely aggressive air. He was no longer the "patient" she could manipulate, but a decisive commander on the battlefield.

Gu Zheng lowered his head and kissed the mouth that had just been giving orders fiercely.

The kiss was devoid of any tenderness, like a raging storm, carrying both punishment and a long-suppressed desire. Between their lips and teeth, the air was thick with the pungent taste of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) and the man's pleasant tobacco scent.

"Ugh..." Ye Zhen protested by punching his shoulder, only to find that the muscles were as hard as stone and she couldn't budge them at all.

"Trying to run now? Too late."

Gu Zheng released her lips, his eyes darkening with a startling intensity. He easily restrained Ye Zhen's flailing wrists, pinning her hands above her head, looking down at her with a roguish smile.

"Weren't you so capable just now? Weren't you going to examine me? Dr. Ye, the surgery hasn't even started yet, how can the surgeon back down?"

Ye Zhen was feeling the effects of the alcohol and her head was spinning, but her competitive spirit remained.

"Who's the coward?" she gasped, her eyes reddening, still stubbornly insisting, "I'm afraid of you... afraid you can't handle it."

Gu Zheng was both angry and amused.

This woman is really asking for it.

"Whether it works or not, you'll find out soon enough." Gu Zheng leaned down, his warm breath brushing against her ear, his voice low and deep like a devil's whisper, "Tonight, let's have a good 'exchange' on the key points of tactics."

Ye Zhen originally thought that this was just a "reproduction plan" led by her.

She's a doctor; she understands anatomy and physiology. In her view, this is like a precise surgical procedure, with a clear process and well-defined steps.

But she forgot that this was not an operating table, but Gu Zheng's "battlefield".

When it comes to physical fitness, there is an insurmountable gap between special forces soldiers and surgeons.

"Gu Zheng... slow down..."

Before long, Ye Zhen began to regret her actions. She tried to use her professional knowledge to control the situation, saying, "According to physiology... this frequency can easily lead to soft tissue contusions..."

"unnecessary."

Gu Zheng buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled, but his movements showed no sign of stopping. "I can run five kilometers with a 30-kilogram load without even breaking a sweat. This little bit of exercise is just a warm-up."

"You... bastard..."

Ye Zhen's voice was broken and fragmented, like a small boat in a storm, helplessly clinging to this hard reef.

"Make a nice sound." Gu Zheng stopped what he was doing and pressed her for an answer.

Ye Zhen bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes. This was no longer the obedient Commander Gu she knew! This was clearly a ravenous bandit!

"husband……"

This soft, pleading voice completely shattered Gu Zheng's resolve.

He let out a low growl and completely lost control.

That night, the wind outside the window was still biting, but the temperature inside the room was frighteningly high.

Ye Zhen finally understood what it meant to "reap what you sow." Her pride in her rationality and her medical knowledge shattered into nothingness in the face of absolute power.

She underestimated the physical capabilities of special forces soldiers, and even more so, she underestimated how terrifying a man who had been celibate for over twenty years could be once he started having sex.

This isn't just "preserving a seed," it's downright dangerous.

"Gu Zheng... I can't take it anymore..." Ye Zhen pleaded, her voice soft as water, "You have a mission tomorrow..."

Gu Zheng kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, but his actions didn't stop. He asserted his domineering authority: "That won't do. Military orders are absolute. Since a combat mission has been issued, we must capture the high ground."

"Don't worry, I'm in great shape. We're saving our supplies, right? Once isn't enough. We need to play by the rules of probability; we need to try a few more times to guarantee a higher success rate."

"You bastard..."

"Yes, I'm a bastard." Gu Zheng lowered his head and kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, his movements becoming gentle and almost devout. "Zhenzhen, don't cry."

Overwhelmed with emotion, Ye Zhen gripped the scratch marks on his back so tightly that her nails almost dug into his flesh.

"Gu Zheng..." she choked back tears in his ear, "You're not allowed to die... If you dare not come back, I'll remarry with your child... and make your child call someone else 'Dad'..."

Gu Zheng's body suddenly stiffened.

He propped himself up and stared intently at the woman beneath him, her face streaked with tears yet utterly stubborn.

"Dream on."

Gu Zheng leaned down and pressed his lips firmly onto hers, as if making a solemn vow: "Even if I have to crawl, I'll crawl back from a pile of corpses. In this life and the next, you, Ye Zhen, can only be mine."

That night was extremely long.

Gu Zheng seemed determined to reclaim all the debts owed to him over the next few months, or even years, all at once. From one end of the bed to the other, Ye Zhen felt like a small boat tossed about in a storm, clinging only to the single piece of driftwood, bobbing up and down.

I don't know how much time passed, but the wind stopped.

The sofa was already too heavy to bear, so the battleground shifted to the bedroom on the second floor.

Ye Zhen was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift a finger. She looked like she had just been pulled out of the water and curled up in the quilt.

Gu Zheng, shirtless, leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, just held it between his fingers and let it burn. By the dim, red light, he looked down at the woman in his arms.

She was asleep, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Her fair neck was covered with red marks left by him when he lost control, a shocking sight.

The initial heat in Gu Zheng's heart subsided, replaced by a surge of intense heartache.

The wife, who was usually as aloof as a fairy, actually got herself drunk and offered herself to him because of the matter of the suicide note.

"Silly wife."

Gu Zheng stubbed out his cigarette and leaned down to gently kiss her forehead.

He gently tucked the blanket around her, his fingers lightly caressing her cheek, his eyes filled with an unprecedented firmness and tenderness.

"Don't worry. Even if the King of Hell himself comes to take me away, I'll kick over his Book of Life and Death and crawl back." Gu Zheng murmured, as if making a promise as heavy as a thousand mountains. "I haven't bullied you enough yet, how could I bear to die?"

……

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The sound of bugles could be faintly heard from the distant drill ground.

Gu Zheng was dressed neatly and looking refreshed. His training uniform was crisp, and his belt was buckled meticulously; he was once again the dignified and aloof Commander Gu.

He placed a glass of warm water by the bedside and left a note before bending down to look at Ye Zhen, who was still fast asleep.

Ye Zhen was sleeping soundly, and her exposed shoulders were covered with ambiguous marks.

Gu Zheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he suppressed the lingering anger in his heart, turned around, and strode out of the room.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, stinging the eyes.

Ye Zhen struggled to turn over, feeling as if her whole body had been run over by a truck, her bones aching. Her waist, in particular, felt like it was broken.

"hiss……"

She gasped and slowly opened her eyes.

My mind went blank for a few seconds, and then, those absurd and crazy fragments of memory from last night flooded in like a tidal wave.

Tearing off buttons...

He was forced to take off his pants...

We also need to leave him a seed...

Finally, she cried and begged for mercy...

Ye Zhen's face instantly turned bright red, all the way to her ears. She abruptly pulled the blanket over her head, letting out a frustrated groan.

"Ye Zhen, are you crazy?!"

She slammed her fist on the bed frame from under the covers. So embarrassing! She'd lost all face from both her lifetimes last night! What a surgical genius, what a high-class beauty—last night she was nothing short of a slut!

and……

Ye Zhen moved her aching legs and gritted her teeth.

That Gu Zheng is a complete beast in bed! Tactical principles, physical reserves—it's all just excuses!

Her hand trembled as she reached for water on the bedside table, but instead touched a piece of paper.

She picked it up and saw that it still had that same flamboyant handwriting, but the content made her so angry she almost tore the paper up:

[Honey, you did a great job last night, especially that "husband," it sounded really nice. I'm back at the team, you stay home and recover from your "injuries." When I get back, we'll continue our "sparring." —Your man, Zheng.]

"Gu! Zheng!"

Ye Zhen ground her back teeth, crumpled the paper into a ball, and slammed it hard against the door.

"I'll wait until you come back! I'll give you a major operation under general anesthesia!"

Although she was cursing, Ye Zhen knew in her heart that the gloom called "fear" seemed to have dissipated a lot after last night's crazy venting.

She sat up, supporting her back, and walked to the window. Gu Zheng was standing downstairs, waiting for his car.

She had to come back alive.