Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

Chapter 132 The intimate man showed a look of understanding. 【-】"It's because I think too much. It's a good thing that you live well."

"No." Zhuang Ya suddenly refuted the man's words. "I didn't feel good at all. I almost forgot that I could have had a better life."

There was a slight change in the man's expression, as if he was distressed, but also as if he was depressed. "Why didn't you come to me? Back then, I was always looking for you."

Zhuang Ya looked straight into the man's eyes with a cold light. "What do you want? What can you do? Do you dare to say that your parents didn't throw stones behind your back? Or, do you think I'm not miserable enough and want to kick me yourself?"

The man didn't expect Zhuang Ya to be like this, and hurriedly argued: "Listen to my explanation..."

"No need to explain." Zhuang Ya interrupted the man. "You are nothing to me, and I am nothing to you, so there is no need to explain."

"Ming Hui—" There was a touch of pain in the man's voice. "You hate us, don't you?"

Zhuang Ya stood up and looked at the man coldly. "You are wrong, you are not worthy of my hatred, how could I hate you? I hate you friends, for not helping me at my most critical moment, or hate your family for making trouble behind my back, or, I want to hate Have you taken everything from me? In fact, I pity you more than I hate you. I pity you. You are just a tool of the family, a machine of the family. "

"No matter how bad I am, at least I am living my own life, how about you?" Zhuang Ya showed a trace of sarcasm, "Everything is a power machine."

The man's face suddenly turned gray, and he smiled bitterly: "Your words are still as sharp as before."

Zhuang Ya wiped the hair from her temples. "When you are old, no matter how sharp your words are, they are not as good as before."

The man dialed the coffee in front of him, and found it hard to drink for the first time. "Let's sit down and chat for a while. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Anyway, it's good to catch up."

Zhuang Ya sat down again, looking at the coffee in the cup, a bit of bitterness rose from the corner of her mouth. "What's there to talk about? Let's go our separate ways."

"Talk about your family, your husband, and your children. How are they?" The man calmly asked the question he was most concerned about.

A trace of sadness flashed in Zhuang Ya's bright eyes, "There is nothing to say, I married an ordinary civil servant and had a daughter."

The man was stunned for a moment, never expecting that the high-ranking her would be willing to marry an ordinary civil servant. "Ming Hui, on your terms..."

Zhuang Ya waved her hand and refused to listen again: "I know what my conditions are. However, I don't regret it. At least, I have a very smart and beautiful daughter. She is the best gift God gave me. I have been I thought, maybe God wanted to make up for me, so he gave me a well-behaved daughter."

The man heard the pride of a mother from Zhuang Ya's mouth. "How about asking her out to meet my uncle another day?"

Zhuang Ya hooked her lips into a smile. "Yeah, uncle, in a blink of an eye, we are all old. Back then, when we were in that compound, we were all..." After a pause, Zhuang Ya changed the subject: "I heard that you are now transferred to be the secretary of the provincial party committee. ?”

"Well, I just took office." The man took a sip of his coffee. "If you have anything to do in the future, just ask me. If I can help, I won't refuse."

Zhuang Ya smiled. "Thank you, it's getting late, I have to go back and cook."

Hearing this, the man stood up and handed a business card to Zhuang Ya: "Contact me when I'm free."

Zhuang Ya looked down at the business card, nodded, said goodbye, and left the coffee shop.Zhuang Ya walked all the way to the bus station, passing by a trash can, without thinking about it, she threw the business card into it.

Memory is beautiful, but reality is cruel.Zhuang Ya didn't want to continue entangled with that past.

Back home, facing the cold living room, Zhuang Ya's heart sank again.She couldn't go on living like this.I went to the kitchen to get a pack of instant noodles, soaked them in hot water, and ate them for dinner.

In the evening, Zhuang Ya called Song Lingzi and happily told her daughter about today's harvest.When the phone was hung up, she watched the clock approaching ten o'clock, she laughed at herself, then stood up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When Song Jing came back, Zhuang Ya had already fallen asleep. He carefully opened the door of the master bedroom, and when he heard his wife's long breathing, his uneasy heart felt a little calmed down.

In order not to disturb his wife's sleeping time, Song Jing tiptoed into the bathroom to take a bath.When he came out, he heard the sound of the phone vibrating non-stop. A look of annoyance flashed across his face. He picked up the phone and quickly walked out of the door.

Zhuang Ya, who was lying on one side, opened her eyes the moment Song Jing went out.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Lingzi came to the ward to take care of Han Shaoting as usual.

"What are you thinking?" Song Lingzi looked at Han Shaoting, who had been staring at her since early in the morning.Song Lingzi is not a narcissist, so naturally she would not think that Han Shaoting fell in love with her suddenly.

Han Shaoting lowered his gaze, and answered the wrong question: "Today is the day for the cremation of Political Commissar Nie."

When Song Lingzi heard this, the flower arrangement stopped. "You want to see him?"

Han Shaoting pursed his lips and remained silent.

"You're so strange, you can just look at it if you want, why do you have such an expression." Song Lingzi muttered dissatisfied. "He is your comrade in arms, and you should give him a ride."

"I don't have the face to see him." Han Shaoting thought of those people getting away with it, while his closest comrade-in-arms was about to be reduced to ashes, and his heart felt as if he was being severely whipped with a whip. "In this life, the person I'm most sorry for is him."

Song Lingzi sneered: "I said, Uncle Han, are you a nobleman this year? You have done everything you can, and you have walked a third of your life at most. The road of life is still very long for you. What can you say that the most sorry person in your life is He, I guess when you are seventy or eighty, you will know that this is not the worst thing. "

Han Shaoting frowned, but did not refute Song Lingzi's words.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Song Lingzi said straightforwardly: "Go, anyway, the last one, if you don't go, you will lose."

"In this case, go and tell the doctor." Han Shaoting knew that Song Lingzi was right.

Seeing that he agreed, Song Lingzi consulted with the doctor.The doctor didn't object, but told Song Lingzi to go back early.

Song Lingzi agreed to come down and called Han Shaoling. Han Shaoling left his official business and drove to pick up Song Lingzi and Han Shaoting to the crematorium.

The crematorium was crowded with people, most of whom were former comrades-in-arms of Political Commissar Nie. The arrival of Han Shaoting was particularly noticeable.Han Shaoting ignored the gazes of those people and walked straight inside.

Entering the funeral home, Han Shaoting saw the body of Political Commissar Nie at a glance.Political Commissar Nie's body had been dressed long ago. He was dressed in an olive green military uniform and covered with a national flag. Looking at his peaceful face, Han Shaoting, who had never shed tears in front of others, couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and they fell drop by drop.

After returning from the crematorium, Han Shaoting became very silent. Han Shaoling and Song Lingzi knew that he was uncomfortable, so they didn't dare to disturb him.

All the way back to the ward, Han Shaoting didn't say a word.

At night, Song Lingzi didn't dare to go home, let alone sleep, for fear that this man would be overwhelmed and would do something unusual.Of course, Song Lingzi didn't think Han Shaoting would commit suicide, but she was afraid that he would hurt her body because of self-blame.

It was not until the middle of the night that Han Shaoting opened his mouth to speak: "I want them to pay the price, blood debt."

When Song Lingzi heard this, she couldn't help shivering, then raised the corners of her mouth, and said disdainfully, "Do you think this is a movie? Blood debts?"

Han Shaoting looked at Song Lingzi seriously, with a strange light shining in his black eyes. "You think I can't do it?"

Seeing Han Shaoting like this, Song Lingzi sighed and sat beside him. "It's not that you can't do it, but the most important thing for you right now is to take care of your body. Those people want to deal with you, they just want to destroy you first. The Han family lost an arm in the military, and they will not be able to move for at least ten years." .”

When Han Shaoting heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "You know the situation clearly."

"Who told us to be grasshoppers tied to the same boat. If you can't jump for a few days, how can I be better?" Song Lingzi saw his calm expression, and she also thought of joking.

After listening to Song Lingzi's words, Han Shaoting smiled. "A grasshopper tied to a boat? I like this sentence." As he spoke, he approached Song Lingzi, smelling the scent that seemed to be absent from Song Lingzi's body. "Ling Zi, we are destined to be bound together in this life."

A smile flashed across Song Lingzi's face, and she helped him pull up the quilt. "Go to sleep, grasshopper."

Han Shaoting stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist, and said softly, "Come up and sleep with me."

Song Lingzi glared at him, with a flash of embarrassment.Han Shaoting chuckled softly: "Silly woman, what do you think you want me to do?"

Song Lingzi hit him lightly with her fist, pulled down his arm, and walked to her bed. "The bed is too narrow, so I won't suffer with you."

Han Shaoting always does what he thinks, and when he saw Song Lingzi walking towards his bed, he immediately stretched out his iron arm and pulled her over.

Song Lingzi was caught off guard and fell on Han Shaoting's body.She struggled to get up, Han Shaoting's kiss had already followed her everywhere.

Grabbing Song Lingzi's red lips, Han Shaoting turned over and pressed her up. The taste was as sweet as in his memory. Han Shaoting, who had endured it for several months, could no longer control the desire lurking in his body.

Song Lingzi discovered for the first time that Han Shaoting's strength was so great, like an iron frame, pressing her tightly, leaving no gaps.She wanted to push him away, but Han Shaoting remained motionless, still holding her firmly.

Han Shaoting's tongue skillfully pried open his wife's red lips, guiding his tongue to dance with him, and his iron palm stroked Song Lingzi's curves back and forth.

Song Lingzi was still a little resistant at first, but after a long time, she softened.Han Shaoting hasn't touched a woman for several months, and she hasn't been intimate with a man for several months. At this time, after Han Shaoting's teasing, she can no longer bear the needs of her body.

Han Shaoting could clearly feel her softening, and he no longer wanted to wrong himself.Originally, he didn't plan to have this kind of thing happen in the ward. Who knew, there would be an intimate behavior by accident. If he was told to stop at this time, he would not dare to do such a stupid thing even if he was beaten to death.

#blocked#

Han Shaoting, who had just been satisfied, couldn't let go of his wife's smooth luo back, "Lingzi, you are so beautiful." Especially the moment he entered, the satisfied expression on Song Lingzi's face was even more beautiful.

Han Shaoting has always thought that he is very self-disciplined, but in front of Song Lingzi, he found that he actually prefers to be unrestrained.

Song Lingzi slapped his raging hand away, and said viciously: "Sleep, if you are not honest, be careful, I will ring the bell to find a doctor."

Han Shaoting knew that she was annoyed, but he didn't know if it was because he was too self-disciplined or because he seduced her?So, he leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you think it's not exciting enough? If you want to be a little more exciting, I can ring the bell and ask the doctor to come and listen to our live version of the harem. How about it?"

Song Lingzi blushed, feeling powerless because she underestimated the shamelessness of a man. "Han Shaoting, if you dare to do this, I will make you unable to get out of bed tomorrow."

Hearing Song Lingzi's threat, Han Shaoting smiled lowly and said, "Okay, wife, I really don't want to get up." As he said that, he raised Song Lingzi's leg with his arm, and slid along the run just now, unimpeded went in. "Since you are so energetic, let's do it again."

Song Lingzi gasped, she didn't expect the man to recover so quickly.

That night, Song Lingzi was like a sheep in the mouth of a wild wolf, without the slightest ability to resist, she let him do whatever she wanted.

I'm very sorry, I was called out temporarily to work, and I made a mistake in the code word.