Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

There was complete silence in the entire dense forest, and it seemed that the only thing you could feel was his breathing in your ears.

The familiar scent enveloped her.

Li Qingran's heart trembled, and her breathing felt like it was about to stop.

The trembling fingertips of his right hand stretched out and slowly rubbed his exposed arm.

It was covered with large and small scars, as well as a hideous scarlet wound that turned over the skin.

But she didn't dare to make any move. The enemy who was searching not far away hadn't left yet.

Li Qingran's tears fell on his arms.

The man stiffened, his warm breath sprayed on the skin behind her ears, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Ran Ran, don't cry."

Li Qingran's tears surged uncontrollably.

The man behind him hugged her a little tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his chest in the next second.

Never separate again.

Li Qingran unconsciously felt his hot chest and tightened her fingers a little.

Looking at the searching enemies getting further and further away.

She subconsciously bit her lip and turned her head to look over.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen in this moment.

The man's red eyes suppressed the deepest madness in his eyes.

After sleeping in the open air for a long time and suffering from malnutrition, his eye sockets were now sunken, with frightening black circles, blood could be seen on his chapped lips, and his large beard made his whole person look miserable.

One look at it and you can tell how much hardship he has endured.

"Song Yan~"

A soft whisper made Song Yan become a little clearer.

Look at the little woman who really exists in front of you.

Song Yan thought she was dreaming, and stretched out her hand helplessly, trying to wipe away her tears, but found that her hands were too dirty, making her fair face dirty.

Annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"Ran Ran..."

My heart is moving slightly, so close that I can hear my breath.

She is real Ran Ran, not a dream.

Song Yan half-closed his eyes, and his dry, cracked, and hot palms gently held up the face in front of him that he had been thinking about so much that his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs ached at the thought, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed it, with a hot breath. , the kiss was crazy hard and thorough.

The overwhelming kiss swept through Li Qingran's conscious mind, and her breath became a mess. In her mind and in her ears were the sounds of lips and teeth interlocking, and the pounding of her heartbeat.

He hooked his hands around the man's neck and raised his head to better accept Song Yan's enthusiasm.

After a long time, Li Qingran felt like she was suffocating.

The man finally let go of her, his eyes sparkling, and he walked into a hole not far away while holding her body, which was limp and without any strength.

Only then did Li Qingran realize that the man was walking with a limp.

Immediately anxious.

"Song Yan, put me down. You are injured."

Song Yan rubbed her cheek with his face, and the messy beard tickled Li Qingran.

"Ran Ran, let me hug you."

Li Qingran didn't dare to move. These low, hoarse and simple words made her eyes turn red.

She reached out and caressed his cheek.

Responded softly, "Okay!"

Satisfied, Song Yan hugged the man and hid in a small cave.

He gently placed her on a small stone slab and looked at it again and again.

"What's wrong? Are you stupid?" Li Qingran smiled softly.

Song Yan pulled her into his arms and said in a muffled voice, "Ran Ran, I thought I was dreaming."

Li Qingran stretched out her white and tender hands, gently grabbed one of his beards, and pulled hard.

Winking mischievously, "Is it still fake now?"

Song Yan felt that everything was worth it at this moment.

He couldn't help but kiss her again.

Li Qingran's fingers unconsciously touched Song Yan's pulse, and her expression became worse and worse.

This man's body has reached its limit.

He said seriously: "Sit down and I will treat your wounds."

He was originally planning to kiss his wife, whom he had longed for day and night, but after seeing her eyes, he was obediently restrained by her and sat on the stone.

"Drink water first!" Li Qingran handed Song Yan the spiritual spring water that had been put in his kettle in advance, just for times like this.

Song Yan took the kettle and took a sip of water. Drinking the kettle from his wife was like kissing her.

"What are you doing stupidly? Drink quickly!" Li Qingran looked at Song Yan's foolish look and really wanted to laugh.

Song Yan picked up the kettle and drank half of it. For some reason, he felt that after drinking it, his whole body felt warmer, and it seemed that his body didn't hurt so much anymore.

Could it be that I haven't drank water for too long?

Li Qingran carefully checked his leg and found that he had stopped the bleeding by himself with herbal medicine.

Fortunately, the bones are fine and the flesh injuries will heal soon.

He washed the herbs, took out the ointment he prepared, carefully bandaged him, and put a bandage on it.

Compared to the injuries on the legs, the injuries on the arms were more serious.

He looked at the arm that had stopped bleeding and collapsed again.

Li Qingran angrily pressed the cotton ball a little harder, "I asked you not to hug me just now."

Song Yan didn't even twitch his eyebrows, but stared at her fiercely. Li Qingran felt that his face was about to turn red.

He raised his eyes, but with his own charm, "Still watching!"

"Ran Ran, it doesn't hurt. I don't feel any pain when I see you.",

Li Qingran's eyes were red, "You are still talkative at this time."

Song Yan's throat rolled up and down, "Ran Ran, it's too dangerous here, you shouldn't come.",

Li Qingran silently helped him treat the wound, took out the buns from the bag and handed it to him.

"Song Yan, if I don't come, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Song Yan took a bite of the steamed bun and narrowed his eyelids to suppress the emotions in his eyes.

He didn't dare ask her if she had given the things to the political commissar?

What if I hand it over?

Li Qingran's expression became more serious when she saw that he had eaten something.

"Song Yan, I came here with Dachuan. He lured the two agents away for me. I don't know what's going on now."

Song Yan put down the steamed buns and kettle in his hands, with a heavy expression on his face, "Where are they?"

"It's the two enemies who were looking for us just now. I heard them saying that they wanted to catch me and lure two soldiers out, so I think Dachuan has not been caught by them yet. But I guess they will increase their efforts. It would be detrimental to both us and Dachuan to send people and drag them down. The location is probably a few kilometers ahead."

Song Yan nodded in agreement, "This place is still some distance from the border safety zone. Either we keep going forward along the way you just came, or we go back."

Song Yan paused as he spoke, "There is a large dense minefield behind, and it is impossible for us to get past it."

In less than half a day, Song Yan had already taken a look at the situation here.

Originally, he thought it would be a big deal if he crossed the minefield alone.

But now the situation has changed, and I can't take risks.