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

“This is all my money!”

"No! These are all mine!" Zhang Yuwan corrected.

Song Changzhou was speechless. "Why do you say it's all yours?"

"What's mine is mine, and what's yours is still mine! Just tell me if it's right or not!"

The man looked hurt, clutching his chest and yelling, "Ah! I got fooled! You clearly said I could buy half of the contents of your box with my money."

This woman was really overbearing and unreasonable. Song Changzhou held her in his arms and asked, "Are you satisfied? Little liar, little money-grubber? Now I'm a penniless man, you have to be responsible for me!"

"Yes! I will support you!" Zhang Yuwanqing counted his money and said to the man perfunctorily.

"This passbook contains the money left by grandma. I didn't plan to use it. I gave you all my salary when we got married. I used some of it on furniture and appliances, and later on some for food and drink at home." Song Changzhou explained everything, including Zhang Zhengshan's 600-plus yuan.

Zhang Yuwan looked at the more than 600 yuan in silence, but finally put the money away. Who can resist money!

Accepting the money doesn't mean she will forgive Lao Zhang. In any case, she will not let Song Changzhou return it.

Zhang Yuwan put away the belongings, pinched Song Changzhou's face hard and said, "Comrade Song Changzhou, you are very good. You have passed the test of the Party and your wife." She was deliberately taking revenge on Song Changzhou for pinching her face just now.

Suddenly, the world spun around and she was grabbed by the man and pinned down with her hands clamped above her head. She tried to struggle a few times, but except for her mouth, everything else seemed welded to the bed.

"No, my wife is not such a materialistic person. The way she tests me is not like this at all." Song Changzhou looked at the woman under him shamelessly.

Zhang Yuwan whispered nervously, "Don't make a fuss, there are people at home!"

"It's okay. Our house is well soundproofed. You can't hear anything at all." Song Changzhou explained seriously.

"You're talking nonsense... um..." The woman's exasperated accusations were interrupted by the man's powerful kiss. He kissed her heavily, as if he wanted to suck her soul into his stomach.

Her hands were easily tied above her head by a big hand, and the other big hand reached into her clothes and scratched them forcefully and skillfully. The unbearable itch and slight tingling made her unable to help but get goose bumps all over her body.

The man's kiss made a "tsk tsk" sound, and his flexible fingering was both domineering and affectionate.

The woman's body trembled slightly. After finally getting some air into her mouth, her pretty face flushed bright red as she spoke intermittently, "No, no, there are people at home. You...ah~ stop it."

The man was not willing to give in. His big hand moved all the way down. The woman's pupils shrank sharply and she couldn't help but let out a cry.

"Um~ah~"

Before she could react, the kiss became even more intense, warm and powerful, coming in with great force.

This kiss tortured her scalp and made it numb. It was like falling into an abyss or ascending to the clouds.

"Xiao Wan, I won't be able to see you for a month!" Song Changzhou gently stroked the woman's black hair, with deep reluctance in his eyes. His slightly rough thumb gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

The woman's sense of shame was deeply crushed and smoothed by his words, and her heart seemed to have been pickled in a jar of kimchi for a long time, becoming soft and tender, and bubbling with sourness.

The woman knew that he was usually very considerate to her, but he was a bit domineering in bed, so she had to have his way.

Without hesitating for long, and without caring about being shy, she took the initiative to offer her tongue and embraced him passionately.

The man's palm and the woman's soft, boneless fingers intertwined, the scene was indescribably erotic and charming.

……

For lunch, Song Changzhou took Zhang Yuwan out to eat Beijing's specialty roast duck, and they both enjoyed it with relish.

The duck skin is crispy and delicious. Zhang Yuwan likes to dip it in sugar and sauce. He ate a lot of it. He also rolled it in a thin pancake with chopped green onions and refreshing cucumber shreds, and paired it with two slices of duck meat with skin and meat, and matched it with the oily sauce. It was simply a delicacy.

Before they knew it, the two of them had finished half a roast duck and didn't feel sick at all, after all, they had consumed quite a lot of energy in the morning.

When it was time to pay the bill, the waiter handed it to Song Changzhou. He took it and looked at it, then said proudly, "I'm penniless now, so you should ask my wife for money!"

Zhang Yuwan was furious, not understanding why he was so proud. He paid the bill and threw him twenty yuan.

Song Changzhou put the twenty yuan in his pocket with satisfaction.

After dinner, Song Changzhou took Zhang Yuwan for a walk to help digest the food. Seeing someone selling balloons on the roadside, he bought two balloons and handed them to Zhang Yuwan.

The two of them walked home chatting and laughing. Not long after they entered the military compound, Zhang Yuwan told a joke that made him laugh. As a result, he didn't hold the balloon firmly in his hand and it was blown away by the wind.

"Ah! My balloon!"

She hurried to chase him, and Song Changzhou was mesmerized by her charming back.

Her shiny, fluffy hair swung in a charming arc in the air. She was wearing a mini sweater dress with wide horizontal stripes. The sleeves and hem were slightly loose with ruffles. Her slender and graceful legs were wrapped in a pair of black high boots. It was like an exquisite painting, frozen in his mind.

She chased for seven or eight meters, jumping a few times, her clothes fluttering, revealing her white and tender arms that grabbed the air hard a few times. The two balloons were like a couple who had abandoned the world and eloped, entangled and flew farther and farther away.

The woman looked at the flying balloon in frustration, helpless. She stamped her feet in anger and turned to look at the man who was looking at her with a smile on his face and eyes.

She ran to the man, pushed him hard with both hands, and said coquettishly: "It's all your fault, you could have caught it."

The man smiled dotingly, holding the woman's windbreaker in one hand and her bag in the other, letting her act coquettishly and naughtily in front of him.

He raised his hands to show her that there was nothing he could do.

The man's voice was as soft and smooth as if he had drunk wine, so gentle that he seemed to want to rub the man into his body. "I'll buy you some more, okay?"

"Changzhou, you're back?" A woman's voice interrupted their laughter.

This attracted the two of them to look at each other at the same time, and they saw an elegant and intellectual beauty opposite them looking at them with a smile. She had a princess hairstyle with some bangs in front and her long hair draped softly on her shoulders. Her facial features were straight and relaxed. She was wearing a well-cut white shirt and a large red flower plaid skirt with a wide belt of the same color in the middle, making her waist look so thin that it could be grasped.

"Changzhou, long time no see!" The woman took a step forward and greeted him.

"Hello, An Li." Song Changzhou greeted the other party with a smile in his eyes.

"Won't you introduce her to me?" An Li asked with a smile, looking at the little woman next to the man.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Yuwan, and I'm Song Changzhou's lover." Zhang Yuwan politely extended her hand and took the initiative to speak to the other party.

(Thanks to my dear friends: This user is Jiang Chunling, who is in the advanced stage of procrastination and is above the divine tripod, and sent me the "Generate Power for Love"! Muah~ p.s. Please don't give me any more spoilers, I'm keeping my mouth shut!)