The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

"Well, are you planning to sleep?"

Meng Wantang walked in and looked at him, who seemed to be relaxed, but in fact all the muscles in his body were tense.

She looked down at the obvious texture of his waist and abdomen, and her deep eyes became dangerous and mysterious.

Like firewood sprinkled with wine, a spark can ignite a raging fire.

"Ah."

His voice was also low and hoarse.

Meng Wantang turned around and ran away.

She's been flirting so hard these days, and Lu Qingye is probably holding back some anger and is ready to settle a score with her at any time.

She just encountered this scene again, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

"What are you doing?" Lu Qingye turned around and stared at her and asked.

Meng Wantang naturally found an excuse.

"I haven't taken a shower yet. I'm going to take a shower and then come back to sleep."

Lu Qingye frowned: "Is it so cold?"

"You also know that I feel uncomfortable if I don't take a shower for a day."

The smile on Meng Wantang's face disappeared instantly when she turned around and walked out and closed the door.

Fortunately, his injury was not completely healed. If he did strenuous exercise, the wound might still burst.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have gotten away so easily just now.

Meng Wantang took a long time to take a bath. After washing, he took a long time before entering the house.

The lights in the room had long been turned off.

Meng Wantang heard the even breathing and thought that Lu Qingye had fallen asleep long ago, and the smile on her lips couldn't stop rising.

This move was good, and she knew that Lu Qingye wouldn't be able to wait that long.

Meng Wantang got into the quilt wearing the pajamas she made.

As soon as she lay down, a strong arm appeared on her waist, and then she fell into a hot chest.

"what!"

Meng Wantang exclaimed.

She asked: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Wouldn't you be disappointed if I fell asleep?" Lu Qingye said, untying the strings of her clothes.

Meng Wantang was confused: "How could I be disappointed?"

Lu Qingye's deep voice was inexplicably sultry in the dark night: "You went to take a shower, didn't you just hint that I would wait for you? If I fall asleep, you will definitely be very disappointed."

She won't be disappointed.

Meng Wantang couldn't say this, and she couldn't say it.

Men who are pissed off are not so easy to mess with.

He kissed urgently and fiercely, and his movements were a bit rough, as if he was a different person, giving Meng Wantang a different feeling.

He had been so burned by this woman these days. She just kept coming over again and again as if nothing was wrong.

Lu Qingye is thinking a little crazy now.

Meng Wantang felt his restraint and forbearance, as well as his strong desire, and was worried that his wound would open, so she pushed him gently.

"Don't be like this, what if your wound opens?"

One word made Lu Qingye feel like a deflated rubber ball. He turned over and lay on his side, breathing heavily.

Just as Meng Wantang was about to move, he held him back domineeringly.

"do not move."

He still refused to let her go.

Meng Wantang felt that her mouth should be swollen by now.

She turned over and turned on the light. She turned on a small light. The small light was only fifteen degrees and not dazzling.

The two of them had been in the dark for a long time, and it took them a while to get used to the sudden switch on the lights.

Meng Wantang opened the clothes on his shoulders and looked at the wounds on his shoulders first.

It hasn't fully healed yet.

But it didn't crack.

Meng Wantang breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hand to draw a circle around his shoulder.

Lu Qingye held her rebellious hand unbearably.

"Do you think I can't just go through with it?" Meng Wantang was not afraid of this threat at all.

She even more intensely drew two circles on his waist and abdomen.

hiss!

There is really nothing you can do against this woman.

Lu Qingye held her hand again and pressed her under him with one hand.

"I'm not kidding you."

Meng Wantang was not afraid of him at all. She reached out and touched his shoulder, then slowly hooked her arm around his neck.

Then kissed him on the shoulder.

"Your whole person is mine, including your body. So I should take good care of my things, is it wrong?"

Lu Qingye really couldn't find any words to refute.

"Yes."

"I really don't want to see you hurt again."

Lu Qingye was injured when he first came back. Seeing that the two of them lived together, she treated him.

The state of mind at that time and now are completely different.

Now he is not the person she lives with, nor is he a stranger, but the man she loves and the father of her child. He is also the man she will spend her life with.

Meng Wantang was so worried that he couldn't sleep whenever he thought of Lu Qingye using his own life to complete tasks.

"sorry that I had you worried."

Lu Qingye knew that he should have said this earlier.

"I know you don't want to get hurt. I also know what you want. I won't stop you, I just hope you can take yourself a little more seriously. Because you are the first priority here."

Meng Wantang buried her head in his chest, holding on to his clothes, her voice choked with sobs.

During the day, she used strength to cover up her inner fragility and fear.

It wasn't until this moment that she truly revealed her inner fears and worries.

Lu Qingye hugged her painfully, lowered his head and kissed her forehead to comfort her.

He couldn't do anything else except this, and he couldn't even give her a guarantee.

They just hugged each other quietly.

the next morning.

Gou Sheng sat at the door, holding a few broken wooden boards and knocking them outside.

Meng Wantang thought something was going on, so she ran out and took a look, only to find that Gou Sheng was messing around here.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Wantang asked curiously.

Gou Sheng said without raising his head: "I'm riding an ice cart. I want to go skating. Everyone else has an ice cart, but we don't have one. My dad is injured again. I must be self-reliant and do it myself."

"Hey, our comrade Lu Sui and Comrade Lu Sui are so good. We can ride an ice car by ourselves." Meng Wantang really didn't expect that this kid's hands-on skills were pretty good.

Although the pieces of wood don't match up very well, they still look decent.

Gou Sheng puffed up his chest proudly: "That's right, you don't even know who I am. I am a genius who is one in a million."

I really didn't see it, this guy is quite narcissistic.

"Okay, you put your things here first and go into the house to eat. I'll cook for you after dinner."

Gou Sheng looked at Meng Wantang with suspicion: "You can also make an ice car? Have you ever seen an ice car?"

Meng Wantang said speechlessly: "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. Do you think I have ever seen an ice truck?"

"You've never made an ice cart for me before." Gou Sheng said.

Meng Wantang: "You didn't tell me that you wanted an ice truck?"

Gou Sheng glared: "I don't want the child, and the elders in the family have done it for me. You didn't do it for me either?"

"How do you know they don't want it?"

Gou Sheng: "Then I want it now."