The heroine robs the marriage? The Beijing circle big man follows the army to the island

Suddenly, Jiang Zeyuan raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to Jian Yue, "Wife, where did you hide the red wine we didn't finish last time? I want to drink some."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Yue's body trembled violently.

His eyes evaded everywhere in panic, and he stammered, "I...I'll get it."

After saying that, he hurried into the room as if he was burned by fire.

After a while, Jian Yue came out of the room, holding the bottle of red wine tightly in her hand, her face slightly red.

Seeing the wine, Jiang Zeyuan turned around and took out the wine glass.

He quickly poured a glass of red wine for both of them, and without saying a word, he tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

Jian Yue couldn't help but shrink her pupils and looked up at him.

This guy, isn’t he going to the army this afternoon?

How dare you drink!

She bit her lip, took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling.

After a while, the silence was finally broken.

"Wife, tell me the truth, where did you learn this drawing skill?" Jiang Zeyuan felt that this problem still needed to be solved.

Jian Yue was so startled that the chopsticks in her hand almost fell to the ground.

He stammered, "I...I was just thinking about it."

"How can you figure it out like this? Don't lie to me." Jiang Zeyuan said as he kept stroking the red wine glass with his fingers covered with thin calluses and distinct joints.

My wife really doesn’t know how she got the position of battalion commander!

Maybe it's because I'm always laughing and joking in front of her and not serious enough.

Jian Yue bit her lip, not knowing how to explain.

Jiang Zeyuan put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously.

He frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Wife, don't be anxious, listen to me slowly."

Jian Yue's fingers unconsciously clenched into fists and her body tensed slightly.

Jiang Zeyuan took a deep breath and continued, "I know you have many abilities, such as your ability to draw and your excellent cooking skills. I'm not asking you how you learned them, I'm just worried."

As he spoke, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

Jian Yue held the chopsticks tightly, her palms were full of sweat, her lips trembled slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "What are you worried about?"

Jiang Zeyuan shook his head, his eyes unusually serious, "Think about it, this world is not simple, not to mention, we are still in the military compound."

She bit her lip, her eyes stubborn, "What's the problem? I'm just thinking about it for fun."

Jiang Zeyuan sighed softly, reached out and held her hand, feeling her hand trembling slightly.

His tone softened, "Wife, don't take it lightly. When we live our lives, we need to be low-key sometimes."

Jian Yue was silent for a while, frowning slightly, looking down, "I seem to have been very low-key."

"Wife, do you know the word 'spy'?" Jiang Zeyuan couldn't help but remind her.

When he heard the word "spy", his face turned pale instantly.

My hands shook unconsciously, full of nervousness and regret.

She almost forgot what was written in the book.

During this period, there was a traitor in the army, so the internal investigation was very strict.

Jiang Zeyuan looked at Jian Yue's panic and felt a little sorry for her, but he still hardened his heart and said, "Wife, I don't mean anything else. I just want you to be more careful and don't cause trouble for yourself."

Jian Yue's eyes were slightly red, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes. "Hubby, you are really thoughtful. I will pay attention to it in the future."

He did not doubt himself, which was a great trust in himself.

Jiang Zeyuan touched her head gently, "Okay, let's eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

Jian Yue nodded slightly and said nothing more.

But there was already a storm in my heart.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zeyuan took half a day off and prepared to carry the mud back home with Jian Yue.

I don't know where I borrowed a somewhat shabby cart, which was creaking.

The two of them walked towards the hillside.

When he reached the hillside, Jiang Zeyuan rolled up his sleeves, picked up a shovel and started digging.

Jian Yue helped to put the soil into the sacks.

At this time, several aunts passed by, and one of them asked curiously, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zeyuan raised his head and replied with a smile: "Aunt, my family wants to get some soil to grow some vegetables."

Another woman came over to take a look and said, "This soil is not good. Why are you digging here?"

Jian Yue wiped the sweat off her face and explained, "Auntie, just use it for now. It's fine as long as it can grow vegetables."

Several aunts were chatting with each other, looking at them from time to time.

After waiting for a long time for the aunties to leave, the two continued to work hard.

After digging for a while, they finally filled two sacks with soil.

Jiang Zeyuan moved the sack onto the cart and tied the rope, "Wife, let's go."

Along the way, Jian Yue was silent, still thinking about the conversation at noon.

Jiang Zeyuan would say a few words to her from time to time, "Wife, don't worry too much, it's nothing serious."

Could it be that this girl was frightened?

Jian Yue smiled slightly and said nothing.

In fact, she was checking the contents of the book. Things about the army were not mentioned in the book.

Many times it is just a one-sentence thing.

So this made her feel a bit like she was clearing away the fog.

When they got home, they were both exhausted and out of breath.

Jiang Zeyuan wiped his sweat and looked at her, "Wife, take a break."

Jian Yue nodded, found a stool and sat down, her eyes were a little empty, but her mind was still turning.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Zeyuan's brows were furrowed like a "川" character.

He turned around and quickly came in front of her.

Then he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her sweat, his warm breath blowing directly into her face, "Wife, don't think about it, okay?"

Jian Yue couldn't escape anymore, so she had to look him in the face, her cheeks instantly flushed with a charming blush, "I know."

Jiang Zeyuan was not willing to give in. He raised a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of cunning, "Wife, if you ignore me like this, my heart will be broken into pieces."

"Stop doing this!"

"Wife, you look so tired, how about I rub your shoulders for you?"

Having said that, the big hand stretched out impatiently.

She quickly dodged to the side, "No, I can do it myself."

Jiang Zeyuan was not willing to give up. He circled around her and kept saying sweet words to her.

Jian Yue was at her wit's end, "Alright, alright, I'm really fine."

Does this guy have a split personality?

Just change!

Jiang Zeyuan then stopped contentedly, "Well, my wife, you take a good rest, I'll go and settle the soil."

After saying that, he went to work.

Jian Yue looked at his back, feeling warm in her heart, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

Suddenly I felt that I had picked up a treasure husband.