My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

The tall and slender figure was slowly walking up to the second floor, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a neatly trimmed crew cut.

His eyes were cold and his expression was gloomy. He looked not like a guest who came to eat, but more like a demon.

How could it be an illusion? That was the enemy that made her hate him so much and couldn't sleep at night because of him.

Reason pulled her back. He was on a mission and his identity was kept secret. She couldn't just show up there rashly.

Lu Qinchuan stood outside the box, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked with his arms folded.

The man who had gone in before came out again and they stood at the door and talked for a while. Their voices were so low that she couldn't hear them at all.

"Xiao Yu?" Liang Meimei looked at her for a long time. "Do you know anyone outside?"

"No, no, I don't know him." Zhou Ruoyu closed the door, endured the pounding heartbeat, and sat back down, stammering in response.

After living her life over again, she felt that apart from having a better grasp of the future direction, her emotional intelligence and IQ had not improved at all.

Just because she saw Lu Qinchuan again after such a long time, her heart was already pounding and she was at a loss.

She greedily opened the door a crack again, and the two men standing outside the Sunset Box had disappeared. They had obviously gone in to eat.

"Let's go."

The atmosphere in Mingyue's box has always been awkward, and it would be inappropriate not to leave now.

When passing by the Sunset Box, she deliberately slowed down her pace.

"...Brother Qin Feng, we have a clue about Mommy's daughter. Let's go to Ningcheng together tomorrow." It was Chen Man's voice.

……

"Isn't your mother's daughter your sister?" Lu Qinchuan suppressed his anger and said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Zhou Ruoyu never considered herself a gentleman, but she was not quite able to do what Zhou Shufen and her husband did, lying on the wall and eavesdropping on other people's family affairs. She did not stay for long and had to leave with a frustrated heart.

Liang Meimei is a big star, and the guesthouse arranged for her is also very high-end. Although the security measures are not as good as those of the State Guesthouse, at least her personal safety is definitely not a problem.

After a tiring day, she washed up early and climbed into bed, picking up a few newly published fashion magazines to look through.

In recent years, with the continuous economic and cultural exchanges, the number of foreign guests in Beijing has gradually increased, and foreign fashion trends have naturally been introduced to Beijing and are developing steadily.

The era of today's fashion magazines is no longer dominated by Liang Meimei. More and more movie stars have also started shooting for magazines. In Li Ming's words, Beijing now has the style of a hundred schools of thought contending.

"Knock, knock, knock" someone was knocking on the door gently.

Zhou Ruoyu didn't respond. She put the magazine aside and glanced at the wall clock. It should be time for the waiter to deliver hot water.

She put on her slippers and tied the belt of her bathrobe while saying loudly: "Here it comes..."

I turned the door handle and it opened.

"Thank you..." She stretched out her hand as if to take something, then raised her eyes again and her whole body froze.

A man in a white shirt and black trousers was standing in front of the door with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

She took a deep breath, raised her hands to cover her eyes, and muttered to herself, "Oh my God, why am I hallucinating again? I must be crazy thinking about men. I'm really crazy..."

Large hands grabbed her hand that was covering her eyes and moved it away.

What followed was that the man held her hands behind her back and led her into the room, then locked the door with a "click".

The man laughed softly: "Don't you want to know me? I'm the biological father of those two little bastards..."

When Zhou Ruoyu regained consciousness, she suddenly became furious: "Lu Qinchuan, you bastard, you said you would be back in a few days, but you fucking…"

"Shh——" Lu Qinchuan pressed his slender fingers against her lips.

Zhou Ruoyu suddenly woke up. Yes, his identity was kept secret.

She swallowed the following harsh words, but those few words had made her breathing uneven. She opened her mouth and silently made the sound of "get out".

"If I really leave now, you'll probably find a dagger and stab me like you did on the South City train."

Lu Qinchuan stroked her shoulders and breathed hot air into her ears.

Zhou Ruoyu rolled her eyes, then gave him a look of contempt, saying, "You better know what's best for you."

"When will you be home?" This question is a step that cannot be avoided.

"We have to go back to Ningcheng with them tomorrow. Didn't you hear that?"

His breath became hotter and hotter, and the heat sprayed on her most sensitive ear.

"you!"

Zhou Ruoyu blushed. Everyone in the group said that Lu Qinchuan was called Wolf Warrior because of his cunning and ruthless fighting style. Zhou Ruoyu was convinced.

It seemed that he had discovered her whereabouts today, and he found his way to her residence within an hour.

She was no longer allowed to ponder the character of the man in front of her, because she felt a chill on her body. He had taken off her bathrobe and it fell at his feet.

As luck would have it, she was wearing underwear that she had just brought back from South City.

The senses further stimulated the man's nature. His hot lips began to cover hers. The man's fresh kiss mixed with the fragrance in the air seemed like a fatal temptation, which made Zhou Ruoyu greedy. She wanted more.

Her fingers were almost digging into her flesh through her shirt, which was too much of a bother.

"Take it off," she ordered him weakly.

Their lips were still pressed tightly together as Lu Qinchuan began to frantically take off his clothes and pants...

Then he helped Zhou Ruoyu take off her underwear... He searched for a long time but couldn't find the button.

He broke out in a sweat. As an old married couple, he knew Zhou Ruoyu's sensitive spots best.

He gently licked her lips and said seductively, "Do it yourself..."

"...I don't." Zhou Ruoyu was still conscious, and felt a hint of evil amusement.

As his big hands moved back and forth, he suddenly pushed upwards and took the bra off her head without even unbuttoning it.

Today, when she was talking about the benefits of underwear with Liang Meimei and Li Ming, she let out one thing: it turns out that this thing can also keep warm. When Lu Qinchuan roughly took off her underwear, she felt cold instantly and felt that the temperature in the room had dropped by several degrees.

But before she could fully experience it, a body even hotter than his lips pressed against hers. With the stove beside her, she didn't feel cold.

After a dizzying moment, she was thrown naked into the soft blanket.

Lu Qinchuan held up the face that had entered his dreams every day, gently brushed across her delicate lips, and asked softly, "Do you miss me?"

"Ah."

Zhou Ruoyu made no effort to conceal her surging emotions.

The light in the room was not turned off because there was no time to turn it off and no one had the energy or time to take care of the broken light.

So, the room was bright...

After being married for several years, this was the first time Zhou Ruoyu was naked with him in a brightly lit place.

She looked at him, her heart beating faster and faster, and she wanted to hide.

Lu Qinchuan tightened his arms and held her tightly, so she was firmly held in his arms and unable to move.

"I miss you too, not even for a moment!"

The hoarseness in his voice could not be hidden, as well as his rising desire.