life after marriage

Yan Jing disappeared again.

Realizing this, Qin Jianzhi sighed deeply - deeply.There is still the smell of female insects in the room, with a hint of sweetness.

His body was a little tired from last night's madness, his ears were still surrounded by the panting of the female insect, but his thoughts rushed into the distance violently.

It was the first time he saw a female like Yan Jing, maybe it was because he was in the army?

Qin Jianzhi thought to himself, the females he had seen since childhood were similar to his family, most of the females brought up by their family had a somewhat reserved temperament.

For example, at a dance party, if the male insect accepts the female insect's invitation to dance, he announces his attitude to the people present.

If Yan Jing invites him...

Qin Jianzhi shook his head, and buried himself under the quilt in frustration.

Some strange thoughts popped up in his mind—maybe Yan Jing didn't like him very much, it was just a compromise to his nominal husband because of the irresistible nature of system matching.

He seems to be very experienced, but he can only be regarded as a young boy in front of him, and he has never even talked about a formal relationship, Qin Jianzhi thought sadly.

"are you hungry?"

Qin Jian was stunned, and reflexively wanted to turn around, but covered his eyes with his hands.

"Don't open it."

Yan Jing said softly in his ear, Qin Jianzhi hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

The smell of porridge diffused at the tip of the nose, and Qin Jianzhi smelled the fragrance of March grass in it.

The entrance was unexpectedly smooth, and the temperature of the tip of his tongue soothed his tense nerves, Qin Jianzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

"You did it?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"I thought..." Qin Jianzhi stammered, "I mean, you don't look like—"

Yan Jing smiled softly: "I only know this."

He leaned over and pecked Qin Jianzhi's eyes carefully: "I thought I would never get married in this life."

The ratio of females to males is astonishing in the hundreds to one, and although the situation has improved in recent years, the odds of females forming a family are still hopeless.

It is the duty of the female to take care of the male. If he still has hope for marriage, he won't be so good at cooking.

Qin Jianzhi knew what Yan Jing meant, and he pressed the corner of his mouth: "So you just learned this?"

"Ah."

"Oh." Qin Jianzhi lowered his head pretentiously, "I'm going to wash up. You—"

The sudden force caused him to fall back heavily, and he fell on the soft quilt, with the tall female hugging his waist.

"..."

Yan Jing's face was buried in his neck, and his hair was very long, not as short as the soldiers in his usual impression.

"I have ten days of marriage leave." Yan Jing said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I went back to report yesterday," Yan Jing yawned: "I was sent back from the Cullendo Mountains, and I thought I was going to be punished."

"Then I found out that I became a married person." Qin Jianzhi put his hand on Yan Jing's face.

His female has a pair of long eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and some thin beads of sweat on it.

When he touched the female's eyes, she seemed to tremble uncontrollably. Qin Jianzhi quickly withdrew his hand, feeling a little reckless.

As a soldier, the vitals like the eyes probably cannot be easily touched.

"Isn't it..."

"It's okay." The female worm said so, and kissed Qin Jianzhi's lips.

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[Rules for females serving males]

Qin Jianzhi stared expressionlessly at a book that his friend pushed him, and when he opened it, it was full of children, it was not appropriate to rush towards his face.

He finished reading the 3-page book in [-] minutes, and said with a sneer, "I spared the precious time of my wedding vacation, and ran to this shitty place with you—just to read this thing?"

The "place where birds don't shit" he said is actually a tea bar. The store uses the latest holographic projection technology, making people feel like they are in nature.

The young master of the Qin family looks cold, and his temperament is even colder than his appearance. The treatment he has received for a long time has given him a faint majesty. When he suppresses his usual smile, his appearance makes people feel a little terrified.

Lin Ye smiled dryly: "Isn't it because you are afraid of losing money..."

"I don't even have common sense." Qin Jianzhi threw the book away, and happened to turn to one of the pages.

#Female must learn how to cook delicious food#

He raised his eyebrows, Yan Jing did a good job.

"By the way, your mother asked me to tell you that you must go back to my home in ten days."

Qin Jianzhi suddenly felt a little headache.He can foresee what he will face next.

At his age, most males have already had several females, and some even have children, so going back this time is nothing more than various urgings and instructions.

"Enjoy these few days." Lin Ye said pitifully.

"You will be like me soon." Qin Jianzhi looked at Ye Lin, who had just turned 20, and said with envy.

"I can't wish for it—I can't wish for it—" Lin Ye smiled crookedly, "Not everyone is like you."

"Marriage may be happiness for females, but it is more likely to be a disaster, but for males, it is an outright enjoyment." He said meaningfully.

Qin Jianzhi was silent for a moment, then sneered: "Maybe."

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"Do you like studying history?"

Yan Jing, who had just taken a shower, was sitting on the bed. Through the moonlight, Qin Jianzhi could see his smooth muscles, which were not like those deliberately exercised in the gym, but full of beauty, and there were still red marks on his neck , water droplets fell along them, submerged in the crevices of the quilt.

Just look up again, and you are lost in the darkness.

"It's okay. What's the matter?"

Qin Jianzhi opened his mouth, he wanted to say that the two were already husband and wife, but he didn't know what kind of person Yan Jing was.He also wanted to say that he wanted to take Yan Jing back to see his parents, and wanted him to be his only wife.

But his last words were: "I feel like I am Psyche."

"Then don't I become Cupid?"

"Isn't it like?" Qin Jianzhi said quietly.

Yan Jing enjoyed himself for a while, seeing that Qin Jianzhi was really troubled, he leaned up and kissed the corner of his eyes: "Honey, don't you think this is more romantic?"

"Doesn't a mysterious female insect full of fantasy make you feel novel?" Yan Jing pinched his cheek: "Suspense novels are attractive because they make people guess."

Qin Jianzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, then Mr. Yan Conan Doyle Jing, are you going to reveal the truth at a mysterious moment?"

"Don't worry, it will be soon." Yan Jing comforted Qin Jianzhi, "Besides, I don't like history, it's just a book I brought with me."

As if seeing through Qin Jianzhi's anxiety, Yan Jing said slowly: "I like to read suspense, but I dislike reading health books the most. My favorite color is red."

"The least favorite flavor is strawberry, but strawberry is my favorite."

"Favorite is..."

The voice of the female insect was low and hoarse, and it became a serenade with the shallow wind outside the window.

Qin Jianzhi grabbed his clothes, trying to hear clearly, but fell into a dream.

"Nice dream."