Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

"Shut up! Get ready to fend off the drinks! Those bridesmaids are giving us weird looks!"

Ghost Hand gave him a push, and when he saw the "bridesmaids" walking over from not far away, carrying wine glasses the size of washbasins, his legs went weak with fright.

A sea breeze blows across Star Moon Island, where laughter and joy fill the air, a scene of peace and prosperity.

The clamor finally sank into the deep sea.

At midnight on Star Moon Island, the sea breeze carries away the daytime heat, leaving only the rhythmic sound of the waves outside the window, as if the entire island is breathing steadily in this tranquility.

The multi-million dollar ocean-view presidential suite, designed by a world-renowned top designer, was now filled with an extremely thick and ambiguous atmosphere. The air was thick with the scent of expensive Bulgarian rose essential oil.

It also carries a faint, lingering aroma of fine aged wine.

The once modern French windows were now incongruously adorned with a ring of bright red paper-cut "double happiness" characters. On the table, hundreds of specially made red candles burned silently, their flames flickering gently in the breeze.

The originally cool-toned interior space was transformed into a huge, warm red nest.

……

Liu Ming stood in the center of the spacious living room. He had taken off his tight-fitting tuxedo and was now wearing only a slightly loose black silk bathrobe with the collar half open, revealing his extremely taut and hard-lined chest muscles, which had been honed by years of training.

He held a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, but his gaze was unusually unfocused.

To be honest, in his entire life, he had infiltrated one of the most heavily guarded drug cartel estates in South America. He had also faced off against US snipers for three days and three nights in the mud of a tropical rainforest.

Not long ago, he even dared to stand alone on the high seas and point his finger at the Western Fleet Commander, demanding that he kneel down.

At that moment, his hands were as steady as Mount Tai, and his heart was as still as water.

But now, as Liu Ming stared at the tightly closed wooden bedroom door adorned with a huge "囍" character, her palms unexpectedly broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat.

"Gulp." His throat twitched violently as he swallowed the last mouthful of spicy liquid.

"I killed hundreds of mercenaries on the battlefield without breaking a sweat, but now... I'm actually a little scared?" Liu Ming chuckled self-deprecatingly and casually placed his wine glass on the marble table.

He recalled the banquet earlier, where Tank and Lone Wolf, those mischievous friends, held wine glasses bigger than their faces and smirked as they wished him "a resounding victory and instant success."

At the time, he was dismissive, thinking these guys were just ignorant and unsophisticated, but now it seems...

This isn't a wedding night! This is clearly an epic battle of attrition!

……

"Squeak—"

Liu Ming finally reached out and gently pushed open the heavy door.

An even richer, more delicate fragrance wafted over, the unique scent of a bride, emanating from her body due to increased temperature. Mixed together, it created an extremely alluring and deadly fragrance.

The bedroom was very large, about 200 square meters. In the center was an enormous round bed carved from a single piece of sandalwood, which was covered with a thick, bright red silk quilt embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns.

The lights had been adjusted to an extremely hazy, dark red. Under this light, the boundaries of vision were blurred, leaving only a hazy beauty that made one's heart race.

"Um...aren't you all still awake?"

Liu Ming stood at the door, struggling for a long time before finally managing to utter this extremely idiotic opening line.

"Pfft."

Sitting on the far right, Nangong Yao was the first to break down. Her captivating peach blossom eyes were now filled with teasing and coquettishness. She turned her head slightly, her long hair cascading down her chest like a waterfall, obscuring the deep cleavage that was faintly visible.

"My great hero, are you waiting for us to salute you, or for us to surrender to you?"

Nangong Yao's voice carried a slightly intoxicating magnetism. She stretched out her slender hand and gently patted the empty seat next to her.

"Why are you standing so far away? Come here and sit down."

Liu Ming walked stiffly over and sat on the edge of the round bed.

She was wearing a snow-white slip dress, and her skin appeared almost transparent under the moonlight-like silk. She lowered her head and nervously twisted the hem of the dress with her hands.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing the extent of the turmoil within this usually aloof female judge.

Would you like some water?

Xi Wanqing asked softly, her voice barely audible, filled with extreme shyness.

Lin Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, was more "straightforward." She wore a dark purple short nightgown, and her long, slender, and powerful legs, honed through years of training, were laid bare on the red brocade.

The little girl wasn't so reserved, but her bright, sparkling eyes were filled with a kind of fearful yet expectant, fervent adoration.

"Master, you've been dawdling outside for half an hour, haven't you?"

Lin Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip, her voice carrying a hint of playful stubbornness.

"Tank Bro said that when you were in the army, you were number one in the entire military region in physical fitness tests. Tonight... we're all waiting to see how you did."

That powerful remark shattered the last vestiges of awkwardness in the room.

He took a deep breath. The primal, masculine desire to conquer that surged within him finally overwhelmed all his hesitation at that moment.

He turned around. He looked at them. His gaze sharpened again, becoming... as if he were staring at some territory he was determined to conquer.

"Check the results?"

Liu Ming's lips curled up slightly, revealing an extremely wild and dangerous smile.

"To be honest, back at the border, I could take down an entire platoon of mercenaries by myself."

Liu Ming's voice became low and hoarse, with a tremor that could make a woman's ears turn red.

"But in front of you, I feel... my more than 20 years of special forces training may not be enough."

"Then..."

Nangong Yao suddenly raised her head, her red lips brushing lightly against Liu Ming's earlobe.

Warm breath accompanied by a refreshing fragrance.

"...Give it a try."

……

The candlelight flickered suddenly.

Liu Ming said no more. He suddenly turned over and, in an extremely domineering yet doting manner, embraced the spring scenery on the bed into his arms.

At that moment, the red silk quilt, like a rolling wave, slowly submerged their figures.

At this moment, they intertwined to form the most moving symphony in the world.

One by one, the red candles burned out, and the moon outside shyly hid behind the clouds.

No one knows what happened that night, nor does anyone know how many rounds the legendary "Guardian God of War" lasted in that extreme training session called "The Wedding Night".

All people know is that the next morning, when the first rays of sunlight streamed into the rooms, the entire Star Moon Island was immersed in an unprecedented tranquility and peace.

The demon of Kyushu finally shed his last trace of ferocity in the gentle embrace of a beautiful woman.

Red waves surged, and I spent a sleepless night.