Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

As for the remaining 10% of genuine honey, since the bees were basically fed sugar by beekeepers, she rarely ate honey herself.

Of course, there are genuine beekeepers who go out into the mountains to collect honey, but they are very rare.

In short, we are still living in a naive era. In a few decades, every industry will want her dead.

Next comes beating the eggs.

Zhou Yanshen spent over an hour whisking the egg whites from dozens of eggs, switching between his left and right hands. His hands were constantly spinning at high speed for over an hour—just thinking about it is exhausting.

However, this also shows that Zhou Yanshen is truly strong.

Zhou Yanshen's arm was trembling with soreness, but his face remained calm and composed: "Wanqing, all done. Anything else?" He acted as if it were a trivial matter, something to be taken lightly, and asked for praise.

Su Wanqing suppressed a laugh, "That's all, Yan Shen, you're really amazing. I can't even crack that many eggs, but you cracked them in the blink of an eye. You must be exhausted. Go and rest now."

"Okay, next time you need to whip eggs, just call me." Zhou Yanshen didn't refuse. After leaving calmly, he returned to his tent and kept shaking his hands.

That was close! I almost gave myself away in front of my wife. I can't let her think I can't even do this little job right.

Su Wanqing had used up almost all the eggs at the camp, so she secretly added some of her own. The honey cake she baked smelled wonderful, and even before it came out of the oven, it was already tempting people to peek inside.

"What's for dinner tonight? It smells so good!"

Xiao Liu shared some information with everyone: "This morning, Dr. Su went into the mountains and found a hornet's nest, collecting some honey. Commander Zhao said he'd treat everyone to some honey-infused steamed egg custard to try—it was incredibly delicious!"

The whole group of people were practically drooling over what he was saying.

When it was time to eat, the line was indeed very long. The main dishes were still cabbage porridge and sweet potatoes, but each person was given a small bowl of golden, glistening honey cake. One bite, and it was fluffy, sweet, and filled the mouth with happiness. The wounded soldiers also received an extra portion. For a moment, exclamations of amazement and praise filled the air.

"My God, this is so delicious!"

"I've never tasted anything so delicious in my life!"

"Thank you, Dr. Su!"

The mission was successfully completed, and the soldiers received a reward, so the atmosphere in the camp was extremely relaxed. Some even suggested lighting a campfire. Tired soldiers went back to their tents to rest, while the energetic ones wrestled, sang, and cheered around the fire.

When Su Wanqing returned to the tent with dinner and honey cake, she saw him lying fully clothed on the bed, his hands folded in front of him, sleeping in a posture as upright as if he were on guard duty. The flickering campfire light shone through the gaps in the tent, casting shadows on his angular profile and long eyelashes, and his breathing was steady and long.

She gently put down the bowl and quietly approached the stunningly handsome sleeping man.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and in his sleep, his usual sharp and imposing aura was gone, making him appear exceptionally quiet, even a little... docile.

Su Wanqing couldn't help but lean forward, wanting to get a closer look.

As soon as she got close, Zhou Yanshen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as an eagle's—only when he saw that it was her did his tense guard melt away instantly.

"It's you." His voice was low and hoarse from just waking up.

She is his young wife.

The firelight cast a soft silhouette behind her, and her always bright eyes were looking at him, her rosy lips almost touching.

Zhou Yanshen's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he could no longer hold back.

"Wanqing." He stretched out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Su Wanqing gasped softly, and before she could react, she was pulled down onto the bed. He rolled over and gently pressed her down, one hand firmly supporting her waist, while the other hand was already caressing her cheek.

"Yan Shen, dinner's ready..." Su Wanqing's face turned red before she could finish speaking. At such close range, with his deep gaze fixed on her, the air seemed to thin.

"We'll eat later," he whispered, gently cradling the back of her neck with his hand, his kiss already upon her.

Just one kiss.

He had thought that after a day of adjustment, he could somewhat resist the allure of his wife that made his heart flutter. But the moment he opened his eyes and saw her, his reason crumbled completely.

Su Wanqing was dizzy from his kiss, thinking to herself, "Men really do lie. What do you mean, 'Just a quick kiss'? 'Just a rub'? It all progressed step by step later on, didn't it?"

The man's breath was hot, sweeping over her senses like a conquering force. His lung capacity was astonishing; his kisses were deep and urgent, leaving Su Wanqing almost breathless, and she could only weakly push his shoulders away.

Zhou Yanshen loosened his grip slightly, then gently turned her around and lay on top of her, supporting himself on his arms beside her ears and looking down at her.

The voices and firelight outside the tent were blurred into background noise. All he could see were her flushed cheeks and moist lips.

"Wanqing..." His voice was terribly hoarse as his fingertips tentatively explored the hem of her dress, touching the delicate skin at her waist. His tone carried a hint of pleading, "Just... just once? Just once."

He used to be a very disciplined person, but after meeting his wife, it seems that everything has made him lose his principles.

Su Wanqing: "..."

If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have gotten so close out of curiosity. If she had known this would happen, she should have grabbed a few bites of food on the way.

Sigh, now that things are going on like this, who knows when it will all take place? Zhou Yanshen... she knows that.

But his burning body temperature also made her feel uncomfortable all over.

She bit her lower lip and nodded gently: "...Just once."

Zhou Yanshen's eyes suddenly darkened, and he leaned down to kiss him.

"Wait," Su Wanqing hurriedly stopped him, "The curtain... the curtain must be drawn tightly."

Although the small tent is on the edge of the campsite, it could be awkward if someone walks by.

Zhou Yanshen chuckled softly, stretched out his long arm, and deftly tightened the tent flap rope, checking it again. The last gap was now sealed shut, instantly blocking out most of the flickering firelight and noisy voices outside.

The tent was enveloped in a dim, ambiguous light, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing gradually becoming clear.

He returned to her side, his fingertips gently yet firmly tracing her eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks, finally resting on her buttons.

"This time... I'll be gentler." He kissed her earlobe. "Wanqing, you can stop anytime if you want."

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