80s Military Accompanying: The Heirless Tycoon Pampers His Pregnant Wife

"Ahem! You wanted to work at the clinic in the family compound, why didn't you tell me?"

"Oh, I was doing field training at the time, you probably couldn't find me."

Ye Zhengting sat on the edge of the bed, facing the empty tent, asking and answering himself.

He had heard about Sister Lin's return home, but he never expected that Shen Fenghe would want to take her place, and he never expected that Luo Cancan would snatch that position away.

"Most of the jobs in the family housing were originally set up for military spouses. When did they become so sought-after that people from outside are now vying for them?"

He crossed his arms, feeling a lump in his throat whenever he thought of the fleeting look of disappointment on Shen Fenghe's face during the day.

"I couldn't even help her get the job she wanted; my claim to being a high-ranking official is truly just empty boasting!"

Swah——

The tent door was opened, and Shen Fenghe returned carrying a basin of water. "We still need to conserve water. Jingjing said that the nearby rivers are polluted, and we have to look for clean water downstream, which is why we've been delayed for so long today."

"Is Zhu Jing's foot injury alright?" Ye Zhengting asked.

Shen Fenghe shook her head, "If you feel better when you wake up tomorrow, you should be able to recover after two days of rest."

"I'm just worried she won't be able to settle down," Ye Zhengting said with a smile.

"Then why did you name her Jingjing? She should be called Naonao instead," Shen Fenghe joked.

"I just wanted her to be quiet! When she was first born, she cried every day, which annoyed my second uncle so much that he named her Zhu Jing. But it backfired, and she became even more restless," Ye Zhengting recalled with a smile.

"puff!"

Shen Fenghe couldn't help but chuckle. She put the basin down, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and turned to ask Ye Zhengting, "Can I wash my face first?"

Ye Zhengting was taken aback, then realized that Shen Fenghe hadn't used a single drop of the water she brought on herself. "Wash! Wash your face and then your feet."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fenghe lowered her head to look at her feet. "Do...my feet smell?"

She never takes off her shoes even when she sleeps, so even if they smell bad, she probably wouldn't be able to smell them, right?

"It doesn't smell! I mean you can keep this basin of water; I'm not washing tonight," Ye Zhengting quickly said.

Shen Fenghe smiled slightly, "Why don't you wash your face? Your face isn't big, it won't need much water."

Ye Zhengting rubbed his cheeks, finding it somewhat amusing that someone had told him his face was small for the first time.

"Shen Fenghe, you..."

He wanted to ask Shen Fenghe if she really wanted to work at the clinic, but he hesitated when he got to the words. What if she said she did, but he couldn't help her find a job? Wouldn't that disappoint her again?

A man's word is his bond; don't make promises you can't keep!

"What's wrong?" Shen Fenghe turned to look at him.

"You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor," Ye Zhengting changed his mind.

"How can that be? You're a wounded soldier." Shen Fenghe shook her head vigorously.

"Sleeping on the floor is more comfortable than sleeping on the bed," Ye Zhengting lied through his teeth.

Shen Fenghe chuckled, ignored him, and handed him a wet handkerchief.

Ye Zhengting didn't take it, but stared at her stubbornly, "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."

Shen Fenghe said helplessly, "If others find out, they will think I am bullying wounded soldiers."

"Who would come to our tent in the middle of the night to see how we sleep?" Ye Zhengting chuckled.

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. When Shen Fenghe met his burning gaze, she suddenly realized that he seemed quite considerate towards her tonight, his words were no longer harsh and cold, and he even had a smile on his face from time to time... Something was wrong!

Her brows furrowed slightly as she couldn't help but think of her previous life. Whenever Li Qingshou wanted to make love to her, he would inexplicably fawn over her, showering her with tenderness and consideration, just like Ye Zhengting was doing now.

"Given your current physical condition, it's better to stay still than to move around," she said tactfully, pursing her lips.

Ye Zhengting was completely confused. "Isn't sleeping on the floor or the bed the same? Are you worried I'll roll around if I sleep on the floor?"

"No, it's..." Shen Fenghe stammered, too embarrassed to say it.

"You...you should bear with it a little longer, and we'll talk about it when you feel a bit better."

After saying that, she picked up the basin and walked out of the tent, intending to find a secluded place to wash her feet properly.

She was afraid that staying in the tent to wash her feet would only make Ye Zhengting even more restless.

She understood that man's uncontrollable desires.

"ha?"

Watching her fleeing figure, Ye Zhengting was even more bewildered.

"What are you putting up with?"

"She still refuses to sleep in the bed?"

To prevent Shen Fenghe from coming back and taking his place on the floor, he preemptively lay down on the floor, leaving Shen Fenghe to sleep on the bed.

When Shen Fenghe returned feeling refreshed after washing her feet, she found Ye Zhengting already fast asleep on the floor.

She put down the basin, bent down to pull the blanket up to his stomach and cover him, and took this rare opportunity to look him over carefully.

Their lives were intertwined across two lifetimes, and this was the first time she had ever seriously examined his face.

After falling asleep, Ye Zhengting lost his usual sharpness, but his powerful aura still made people hesitant to approach him.

Shen Fenghe couldn't help but wonder, how could she have dared to hug and kiss him back then? Was it really just because she was drugged and couldn't control herself?

If you can't control yourself, then why resist being touched by Li Qingshou?

Gazing at Ye Zhengting's lips, which she had once kissed and nibbled, Shen Fenghe's heart suddenly raced. She hurriedly stood up straight, walked around the floor mat, and lay down on the bed.

But as soon as she covered herself with the thin blanket, her heart started racing again. The blanket and pillow on the bed were filled with Ye Zhengting's scent.

The strong masculine scent filled her nostrils, making her blush and feel hot. She subconsciously clenched her shirt collar and stared blankly at the top of the tent.

He suggested sleeping in separate rooms back then, probably because he didn't want to have a relationship with me anymore, right?

Why was he being so considerate tonight?

Wasn't it for the purpose of seeking pleasure?

It seems I misunderstood.

She suddenly calmed down and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Shen Fenghe, you're so easily pleased by a little sunshine. Have you forgotten that your marriage is a contractual one?

The following day, Wang Lei and his group of seriously wounded soldiers, along with their families, set off to return to the military region to receive better treatment.

Seeing this, Luo Cancan didn't even bother to take her bag. She quietly squeezed into the demobilized soldier's room and prepared to climb onto the truck.

There are so many mosquitoes here! In less than three days, the number of mosquito bites on her body is almost as many as the stars in the sky.

Everything, from food and clothing to daily necessities, was extremely difficult, as if we had returned to the pre-liberation era overnight.

She has to go back!

"Hey hey hey...who pulled me?"

Just as it was her turn to board the bus, someone suddenly grabbed the back of her collar, and Yu Li's sinister voice sounded from behind her.

"What about what you promised me?"

Luo Cancan was stunned for a moment before she remembered the promise she had made in a moment of impulse yesterday.

Oh shit!

She wanted to slap herself.

"Um... Sister, wait a little longer. Commander Ye is having trouble moving around right now, so you can't be the one doing all the work, can you?" She turned to Yu Li and said awkwardly.

Yu Li blushed, then laughed and scolded playfully, "You little rascal!"

She then loosened the back of Luo Cancan's collar.

Looking at the truck that had already retracted its pedals and was ready to leave, Luo Cancan was filled with disappointment.

But upon seeing Yu Li's shy yet reproachful expression, she adopted a fawning look, not forgetting to wink and say, "If I were serious, who would help you get pregnant with Commander Ye's child?"

"Sister, the fact that Commander Ye married a woman like Shen Fenghe clearly shows he doesn't like respectable women," she said seriously. "The more seductive you are, the more infatuated he'll be!"