After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

When Zhang Yuwan heard that Song Changzhou was going on a business trip, he didn't dare to ask too much. After all, his job was special and he couldn't ask about it.

This was the first time they were apart since they got married. Zhang Yuwan felt empty inside. After washing up at night, she was alone in her room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She had always slept well, but now she had insomnia.

I couldn't help but go downstairs to get a book and started reading in bed.

I was so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes, but I was still forcing myself to stay awake.

Zhang Yuwan picked up the bedside watch and looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock. It was too late, so he turned off the lights.

The strange thing is that after turning off the lights, I didn’t feel as sleepy anymore, and even felt more energetic.

When everything was completely silent, every little sound became clearer. Zhang Yuwan seemed to have sensed something and suddenly felt inexplicably anxious, which made her sit up.

I heard the sound of someone jumping over the wall into the yard, and then there was the sound of a small lock being pried open.

Zhang Yuwan quietly went to the bathroom to get a mop, and walked down the stairs slowly. She just happened to meet the person outside. She rushed over with the mop without hesitation.

The man dodged nimbly, and in a flash, he snatched the mop away, put one hand across her waist, and picked her up.

Zhang Yuwan got goosebumps and quickly punched back with his elbow, "It's me, Xiaowan!" Song Changzhou's voice was hoarse, but it immediately comforted Zhang Yuwan.

The man stretched out his big hand and turned on the light in the living room. After Zhang Yuwan's eyes adjusted to the light, he looked at the dusty man. There was fatigue in his eyes and a sour smell all over his body. However, his military uniform was still wrinkle-free.

Zhang Yuwan was overjoyed and opened his arms and hugged her tightly.

"Xiao Wan, you're dirty!" Song Changzhou knew that Zhang Yuwan loved cleanliness, so he gently pushed her away with both hands, fearing that the dirt on his body would get on her.

"Don't worry about it. Let me hold you for a while." Zhang Yuwan held him tightly like an octopus, her voice sounding a little aggrieved.

Song Changzhou's heart felt like there were bugs crawling all over it, itchy and numb. His girl must have been up all night waiting for him, which made him feel both distressed and pity.

"You scared me to death just now. I thought a bad guy climbed over the wall to get in. What do you want to do? Can't you just open the door normally?" Song Changzhou was still immersed in his little spoiled childishness and was about to soften when she turned into a Hedong Lion. She kicked him with her foot and her hands were not idle either. She hit his chest hard.

He hugged the woman tightly, chuckled softly and soothed her, "I thought you were asleep, and I was afraid to wake you, so I climbed over the wall to get in. Who knew I'd still scare you? I'm sorry, I'll always go through the front door from now on."

Zhang Yuwan pinched his nose and said with disgust: "You stink! Go wash up quickly!" The warmth lasted less than three seconds.

"Don't worry." Song Changzhou pulled Zhang Yuwan into his arms again, holding her so that she wouldn't resist. "Guess where I've been?"

"Can I ask you where you're going?" Zhang Yuwan rolled her eyes. Her charming and charming look made the man couldn't help but kiss her rosy and shiny lips.

"It's not official business. I went to the Tangqiao Town Public Security Bureau today!" Song Changzhou's tired face couldn't hide his bright eyes.

"What could be going on over there? Wasn't Chunmu Fangdai sentenced a long time ago?" Zhang Yuwan put her small hand around the back of the man's neck and gave him a gentle massage.

"I've applied for a certificate for you. You've been injured for the country, and now you have no one to take care of you and you can't hire a maid. That's a bit unreasonable, isn't it? With this, you can openly ask Mrs. Wu to help you." Song Changzhou smiled, his brows relaxed, his almond-shaped eyes sparkling with joy. "They also said they would reimburse the nanny's fees, but I didn't agree because with this, we can hire her for as long as we want, there's no time limit."

Zhang Yuwan looked at the dark circles under his eyes and put her hand on his face with some heartache. The last time they came from Tangqiao Town, he and Han Bin drove together, and it took eight hours.

Now he drove alone both ways, and it must have taken him more than ten hours. No wonder he looked so tired. He probably didn't have any rest in between, and I don't know if he ate anything.

"You're so stupid! Why are you so anxious? What if you get into an accident while driving while fatigued?" Zhang Yuwan was really angry that he didn't take care of himself. "Is it inappropriate for Mrs. Wu to help at home? What did someone say?"

Song Changzhou hugged the woman tightly, resting his chin on the crook of her neck. "I'm scared! I'm afraid someone will come to the house to interrogate you the next day. You're so weak. What if you get hurt if you get into an argument with someone else?"

When Zhang Yuwan heard this, even the hardest heart softened and deformed, not knowing how to put it back into place.

"Are you doing this on purpose? Are you trying to make me feel sad and upset?" Zhang Yuwan could only pretend to be angry to cover up his feelings of being touched and distressed.

"Are you hungry? Go take a shower first and I'll make you something to eat." Zhang Yuwan was about to go to the kitchen when Song Changzhou stopped her. "I ate on the way. I'll just take a quick shower and go to bed!"

Song Changzhou kissed Zhang Yuwan's hair and went to take a shower. Zhang Yuwan couldn't help but smile when she saw him coming out of the bathroom with the washed clothes.

I poured him a glass of water and handed it to him, then took the clothes and hung them up on the balcony. I wondered if his habit of never leaving dirty clothes overnight could be considered a problem.

While the woman was still complaining about the man, she was picked up from behind and walked back to the bedroom in a domineering and unyielding manner.

The woman's eyelashes trembled and fluttered twice. The man gently put her on the bed. It was not known who took the first step, and their bodies were entangled together.

Feeling the man's heavy breathing sucking on her neck, suddenly the man bit her delicate earlobe lightly. Zhang Yuwan raised her swan neck and moaned in pain and pleasure, one hand inserted into his thick and prickly hair.

After a while, she heard heavy breathing. The man fell asleep in her arms, his lips still holding half of her earlobe.

Zhang Yuwan sighed, pushed him away with difficulty, pulled the quilt over them both, and adjusted her posture in his arms. The man subconsciously held her in his arms, and soon the woman's breathing became even, and the two of them fell asleep with their necks intertwined.

The woman seemed to be vaguely being bitten by something in her sleep, and she regained consciousness a little. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and she looked wearily at the furry head working on her chest, and the restless hands were exploring up and down. She was so sleepy that it was difficult for her to open her eyelids, let alone push him away. She said in her soft and weak voice: "Stop messing with me!"

The man heard her voice and looked up at her. Her hair was spread out on one side, her eyes were closed, and her two small fans formed a beautiful arc, so charming and sexy. "Did it make you unhappy before going to bed? I'll make it up to you."

"I'm so sleepy! Um~ah~don't do that!" The woman protested softly, her body spasming physiologically.

The man lowered his head and sucked, pecked, licked and bit her again before taking the time to comfort her, "Speak clearly, don't do anything." The man smiled at the woman who could no longer open her eyes. He couldn't bear to continue teasing her, and whispered softly as if begging, "Just sleep, I'll move."

In the woman's half-asleep dream, she was like a small boat drifting on the sea, swaying here and there but unable to reach the shore.