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

Wang Hao was pinned to the sofa, looking utterly dejected.

Zhang Yunxia grabbed his left arm, while Li Yanyu pulled his right arm.

On the left is the division commander's family member, the big sister who manages this family compound.

On the right is the oldest and most senior member of the helpers, the grandmother.

He dared not move.

Wang Hao himself was handsome with clear features, and was a rather spirited young military officer.

Ye Wenxi touched up his eyebrows a little, but didn't do anything else.

"Jiahe, can you put some lipstick on him for me? I need to go to the restroom," Ye Wenxi said.

Ding Jiahe was taken aback: "Huh? I don't know how."

"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? Just apply it."

"But don't apply it directly to your lips. Use your fingertips to spread it evenly, and then rub or pat the rest onto your face as blush."

After Ye Wenxi finished speaking, he stuffed the lipstick into her hand.

Ye Wenxi turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Wang Hao.

A glint flashed in Wang Hao's eyes, and he understood instantly!

Ding Jiahe held the lipstick, somewhat at a loss.

She tentatively dipped the pad of her middle finger in the color, her eyes darting around, her shoulders hunched in nervousness.

"Keep your mouth shut!"

She muttered something to warn him not to do anything else.

Then she gently pressed her fingertips against Wang Hao's slightly pursed lips.

The warmth of his fingertips mingled with the coolness of his lips.

In just two or three seconds, Wang Hao's entire body flushed red from his neck to his ears, and even his forehead felt faintly hot.

Ding Jiahe's face was burning hot, and she didn't dare to lift her eyelids.

Zhang Yunxia watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh:

"Oh my god, Ding, you'd better hurry up, our Company Commander Wang is almost done cooking!"

Ye Wenxi peeked out through a crack in the door; things were progressing fairly smoothly.

Zhang Yunxia and Li Yanyu had already released their grip on Wang Hao and were no longer holding him down.

But his two arms remained stiffly planted at his sides, like two welded steel bars.

His entire face was taut, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

He dared not look at Ding Jiahe, who was bowing her head and earnestly "touching up" his colors.

His eyes kept rolling upwards, staring at the ceiling, like a fish about to be steamed.

But Wang Hao pursed his lips too tightly, and Ding Jiahe couldn't apply the lipstick evenly at the edges, causing a slight overflow.

The more she tried to salvage the situation, the more her hands trembled, and the red paint became increasingly...abstract.

Sun Xiaolan and Zhang Yunxia were laughing so hard they almost knelt on the ground.

"Mom," Fangfang said softly, pointing at Wang Hao.

"That uncle's mouth... looks like he secretly ate some chili peppers."

Upon hearing this, Sun Xiaolan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

"Oh dear, I can't do it anymore! You apply it yourself!"

Ding Jiahe's face was burning hot enough to fry an egg. She threw her lipstick at Wang Hao and turned away to hide.

Wang Hao then let out a heavy, long breath, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Ye Wenxi quickly pushed open the door and came out to save the day.

I just wiped his mouth with a damp handkerchief and that was enough.

Ye Wenxi stood next to Wang Hao, hands on her hips.

"Wang Hao, if we take photos again next time, are you going to draw something?" She suppressed a laugh and teased him on purpose.

"Draw!" Wang Hao answered decisively, as if he were taking an oath to join the Party.

"Ah—hahahaha!" The women inside the house laughed so hard they were doubled over, tears welling up in their eyes.

With a "click," the door lock opened.

Everyone looked towards the doorway.

Lu Weidong walked in from outside, carrying several net bags containing seven or eight aluminum lunch boxes.

"Oh, our deliveryman has arrived. I'm so sorry to trouble you with this trip, Battalion Commander Lu."

Ye Wenxi teased him with a grin.

Lu Weidong's face flushed slightly as he nodded to everyone in the room.

He walked over to Ye Wenxi, leaned down close to her ear, and said in a low but serious voice:

"It's Chief of Staff Lu."

Ye Wenxi smiled and rolled her eyes at him: "Show-off."

"Let's eat, everyone."

"Didn't Wang Hao come over too?" Lu Weidong asked casually.

The room suddenly fell silent—where was Wang Hao?

Ye Wenxi turned and went into the study, pulling Wang Hao, who was cowering in the corner behind the curtains, out.

"Why are you hiding here? Come on, let's eat."

"Sister-in-law..." Wang Hao's voice was trembling with sobs.

Lu Weidong was looking down as he took out his lunchbox.

"Hiding in my house, what are you trying to do...?"

Before he could even utter the word "ma," Lu Weidong looked up and froze.

His eyes met Wang Hao's thick eyebrows, which were drawn with great vigor, and his exceptionally "delicate" red lips.

"You...this..."

Lu Weidong looked at Ye Wenxi in shock, his eyes saying: You've ruined my soldiers like this.

He hesitated for a long time, but ultimately didn't dare say a single word about his wife.

"Wang Hao, what's wrong with you...?" He turned to Wang Hao again.

His eyes were filled with the pain of "Why didn't you know how to hold the line?"

"Wang Hao." Ye Wenxi crossed her arms and smiled smugly.

"Tell your boss, if this happens again, will you still be willing to draw it?"

"painting!!"

Wang Hao's roar was so loud it made everyone's eardrums buzz.

"Ah—hahahahaha!" Another burst of laughter erupted from the sister-in-law inside the house.

Ding Jiahe bit her lip, so ashamed that she buried her face in her arms and lay on the table, not daring to look up.

Lu Weidong stood there, speechless for a long time.

It’s over.

None of them could withstand his wife.

The meal was finished in a lively atmosphere inside the house.

They were supposed to go out for location shooting after they finished eating, but Wang Hao was practically kneeling down to Ye Wenxi.

"Sister-in-law, there are so many people outside right now, I'm begging you!"

After much pleading and persuasion, they finally agreed to take a set of photos indoors first.

"Come on, you two, wear these." Ye Wenxi gestured to Wang Hao and Ding Jiahe not to change their clothes.

"Her dress goes perfectly with your suit."

"I'll take a picture of the two of you together."

Wang Hao's outfit was light gray, and the same style as Lu Weidong's and Su Feng's—fitted and showing off his figure.

Standing at 1.85 meters tall, this outfit perfectly suited him, just as Ding Jiahe had said.

He was so handsome it was dazzling; he was extremely satisfied with himself and kept looking at himself in the mirror.

Wang Hao was quite generous and immediately stood in the spot Ye Wenxi pointed out.

Ding Jiahe was still a little hesitant, standing there without moving.

Ye Wenxi clicked his tongue and made up a story on the spot:

"Hurry up! It's just a photo, show some professionalism as a model."

Ding Jiahe rolled her eyes at her, but still moved over.

The two stood side by side, their postures stiff, with enough room to squeeze another person between them.

"Come closer! Turn slightly to the side, yes!"

"Wang Hao, step back a little and turn slightly to face her."

"Yes, right. Get a little closer."

"Very good, ready... three, two, one!"

Click—!

The moment the shutter clicked, the two separated as if they'd been burned.

But the blush on her face didn't fade for a long time.

The photo shoot continued until the sun was almost setting before they gradually packed up.

I changed clothes and touched up my makeup several times.

It took four rolls of film to get it almost done.

Wang Hao changed back into his own clothes, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror, now back to normal, and let out a long sigh of relief.

This day felt more tiring than running 20 kilometers with a heavy load.

Although I was physically tired, I felt very happy.

"Oops!" Wang Hao suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I forgot to test it!"