A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi lay on the bed, her whole body limp and weak, every bone tingling with a soreness.

The sheets were crumpled, the pillow was askew, and the air still held a lingering warmth.

Lu Weidong lay on his side next to her, supporting his head with one hand and slowly massaging her aching back with the other.

"So thirsty..." Ye Wenxi's voice was muffled by the pillow, languid and hoarse afterward.

Lu Weidong got up from the bed and walked barefoot to the living room to pour water.

Ring ring ring—

The phone rang in the living room.

Lu Weidong held a water glass in one hand and picked up the receiver with the other.

Lu Weidong: "Feed?"

Lu Weihua: "Feed? Second brother, where's my second sister-in-law?"

Lu Weidong: "She...is taking a shower. Do you need to see her?"

Lu Weihua: "Okay, I'll have my second sister-in-law call me back in a bit."

Lu Weidong: "What's wrong? Can't you just tell me?"

Lu Weihua: "No, this is it."

*Snap!* Lu Weihua hung up the phone.

Liu Weidong walked back to the room and handed the water vat to Ye Wenxi, who was still paralyzed in bed.

Lu Weidong: "Weihua is looking for you."

Ye Wenxi: "Um...you should have said I wasn't home...I'm so boring."

Lu Weidong: "She said she needs to talk to you about something."

Ye Wenxi: "Dare to make a bet with me? This is definitely not serious business."

Lu Weidong laughed out loud. Ye Wenxi now knew his sister's character better than he did.

"Come on, let me give you some service." Lu Weidong said, scooping Ye Wenxi up from the bed, pulling her into his arms, and striding towards the bathroom.

"Waaah~~~ Thank you~~, luckily I married a strong man." Ye Wenxi slumped against him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, her voice lazy and sticky.

Lu Weidong looked down at her and said with a smile, "All you have is energy, huh?"

Ye Wenxi: "That's not all, I'm even thinking of sending you a banner."

Ye Wenxi: "Handsome, strong, capable, top-notch in bed, and skilled in everything."

Lu Weidong: "........."

Lu Weidong: "Ye Wenxi, believe it or not, I'll throw you down here."

Ye Wenxi: "Huh? You don't like it? I was just praising you! If you don't like it, then I'll have to change it."

Ye Wenxi: "A jealous bastard, a clingy brat, always looking for trouble, and a real sullen-faced jerk!"

"Ah!" Ye Wenxi exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Weidong, as if playing with a kitten, tucked her under his arm and lifted her onto his lap, while his other hand began to tickle the ticklish spot on her side.

"Stop it, stop it!! I was wrong!" Ye Wenxi laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, twisting herself into a pretzel shape on his leg.

"Ugh...hahahaha...you're so annoying!"

"Lu Weidong! I'm angry!"

Ye Wenxi delivered two blows to Lu Weidong, struggled to roll off him, stomped her feet angrily, and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Lu Weidong wiped his mouth, smiled, and followed.

The sounds of laughter and playfulness came from the bathroom again...

The playful sounds gradually turned into moans and gasps...

The matter of returning Lu Weihua's call was simply forgotten.

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The next morning, the sky was overcast and a light drizzle began to fall.

At first, it was just a few scattered raindrops, pattering against the windowpane.

Before long, the rain suddenly intensified, pouring down in torrents, the rain curtain so thick that the outlines of the buildings across the street were almost invisible.

Wearing a green raincoat, Li Qiming rushed into the temporary office building of the production team, water droplets dripping from his raincoat with each step.

He rushed upstairs and knocked on Song Xiaotang's office door.

"Please come in."

Li Qiming pushed open the door and entered, taking off his wet rain hat. His hair was half-soaked with sweat and rain.

"It's pouring outside! I haven't seen rain this hard in ages, it's practically steaming." He wiped the water from his face, speaking rapidly, "This rain probably won't last much longer, we need to hurry."

"What are you rushing to do? Filming?" Song Xiaotang looked up from her documents and glanced at him.

She then realized that there were several scenes that needed to be filmed in the heavy rain, one of which was a scene of soldiers wearing raincoats conducting a tactical raid on a muddy hillside.

That scene was originally scheduled for the next few days, to be filmed on whichever day it rained. But today's rain came so suddenly and so hard that nobody knows if we'll be able to encounter such heavy rain again in the next few days.

Li Qiming's idea was to take advantage of the current rain and film that scene ahead of schedule.

"Then let's take the picture." Song Xiaotang leaned back in her chair and looked up at Li Qiming. She was a little puzzled. If they needed to make the most of their time, why didn't they go to the site to make arrangements? Why did they come to her?

"I just went to... and found Comrade Su Feng," Li Qiming sighed, a troubled look on his face. "He said that since we didn't communicate the plan in advance, they don't have time right now."

Song Xiaotang frowned and sat up straight.

"Isn't there Wang Hao and his army soldiers too?"

"For this scene... special forces might be more suitable."

Song Xiaotang sighed, picked up the phone, flipped through the phone book, and dialed Su Feng's office number.

The phone rang for a while, but no one answered.

She put down the receiver and turned to look out the window.

The dark clouds hung extremely low, piling up thick and menacingly on the horizon, making it seem like the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon.

This gloomy, rainy weather perfectly highlights the hardship and oppression of the soldiers' combat environment. The natural dark tone and sense of oppression are something that artificial rain and landscaping can never simulate.

The lighting and rain today made for truly exceptional shooting conditions.

She flipped through the phone book again and dialed Chen Yuanchuan's office number.

The call was quickly connected, and Song Xiaotang quickly explained the situation to Commander Chen: the weather was sudden and the rain was unusual; if those rain-soaked combat scenes were filmed today, the effect would definitely be the best.

She proactively expressed her apologies, acknowledging that this impromptu coordination had caused trouble for the other party and understanding the difficulties of unplanned troop movements.

However, if possible, we hope to coordinate with special operations teams to cooperate in filming.

After listening, Chen Yuanchuan pondered for a moment.

He certainly understood Song Xiaotang's point. How could such a torrential downpour be planned? There aren't even weather forecasts now; it's all about judgment on the ground.

From the perspective of supporting publicity work, Chen Yuanchuan acknowledged that this opportunity was indeed rare.

"Let me ask around. I'll arrange it and call you back in a bit." He hung up on Song Xiaotang and dialed Lu Weidong's number.

Lu Weidong and Su Feng are both commanders in the research lab, and as the head, Lu Weidong has certain coordination and allocation authority over the special operations team under specific mission conditions.

The phone rang a few times before Lu Weidong answered it.

"Commander, um?...You want me to deploy special forces soldiers??" Lu Weidong repeated, his tone slightly surprised.

He turned his head and looked at Su Feng, who was flipping through documents next to him.

Su Feng was baffled by his gaze. What did it mean? Was he going to take him down?

"Oh...you support filming..." Lu Weidong drawled, his gaze shifting away from Su Feng's face.

Su Feng kept waving his hands and shaking his head, then pointed to the document in his hand about adjusting the exercise plan.

"This isn't quite right," Lu Weidong said slowly into the phone. "After all, Su Feng is in charge of the special forces. Although I'm in the synthetic research lab and have coordination authority over related tasks, they also have their own training plans..."

Upon hearing this, Su Feng nodded to Lu Weidong, forcing a slightly forced smile as a way of thanking him for shielding him.

"What nonsense! Stop trying to fool me!" Chen Yuanchuan's cursing voice boomed through the receiver, even Su Feng next to him could hear it.

"It's such a pain to give you two any work! If you keep passing the buck, you two might as well be relegated to guarding the ammunition depot!"

Lu Weidong moved the receiver further away, his ears ringing from the vibration.

"Yes, sir," he said, his tone returning to seriousness, "you can just tell him directly, he's with me."

After he finished speaking, he handed the receiver to Su Feng.

Su Feng closed his eyes, turned his head away with a look of utter despair, took a deep breath, and answered the phone.