Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Ji Xiaosong felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing You Yong's reply.

She gently placed the photo frame back on the bedside table, and as she turned around, she deliberately tripped, falling forward.

"careful!"

You Yong rushed forward and caught her steadily.

The distance between the two of them was instantly shortened to the point where they could hear each other's breathing.

Ji Xiaosong placed her hand on his firm chest and could clearly feel his accelerated heartbeat.

She looked up, her eyes glistening with tears: "Brother You Yong, your heart is beating so fast."

You Yong's Adam's apple bobbed, but he dared not tighten his grip on her arms: "I...I..."

"What?" Ji Xiaosong deliberately leaned closer, her nose almost touching his chin.

"I was afraid of hurting you..." You Yong's voice was hoarse, "You were too rough during training..."

Ji Xiaosong chuckled softly, her finger gently tracing his Adam's apple: "Then why don't you be gentler?"

You Yong's breathing instantly became heavy, but he still restrained himself and only lightly supported her waist before letting go: "Song'er, stop fooling around..."

Seeing his restrained and patient demeanor, Ji Xiaosong suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

She stepped back and changed the subject: "By the way, what's the process for applying for a marriage certificate? How long does it take?"

You Yong felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly said seriously, "According to relevant regulations, officers need to submit an application to the organization a month in advance to get married. However, the regimental commander said that it can be specially approved, and it should be no problem to complete the process in a month."

"So fast?" Ji Xiaosong was somewhat surprised.

“Yes.” You Yong nodded. “The general process is: I first submit a written application, then someone from above will go to your hometown to conduct an investigation, then you need to have a medical examination, and finally it is approved.”

He added somewhat sheepishly, "Because you have a rural household registration, the review process will be simpler."

Ji Xiaosong asked thoughtfully, "Do I need to prepare any materials?"

"Your household registration book, ID card, and unmarried certificate issued by the brigade."

You Yong said earnestly, "I've already asked someone to take care of it, and it should be delivered the day after tomorrow."

Seeing how thoughtful he was in everything, Ji Xiaosong felt a warmth in her heart.

She suddenly remembered something and smiled slyly: "Brother You Yong, shouldn't we cultivate our relationship before getting married?"

You Yong immediately tensed up again: "How...how do we train them?"

Ji Xiaosong pointed to her cheek: "Shall we start with kissing here?"

You Yong's face flushed red.

He looked around to make sure the doors and windows were closed, then quickly pecked her on the face like a thief, before immediately retreating three steps away, just like a startled rabbit.

Ji Xiaosong was amused by his reaction and collapsed onto the bed laughing: "Brother You Yong, how can you be a groom like this?"

You Yong stood there helplessly, his muscles taut beneath his military uniform: "I...I will learn!"

"Then I'll teach you?" Ji Xiaosong sat up and beckoned to him with her finger.

You Yong hesitated for a moment, but still obediently walked over.

Ji Xiaosong grabbed his tie and gently pulled it down: "Lower your head."

You Yongshun lowered his head obediently, but stopped abruptly just before his lips touched hers: "Wait!"

He sat bolt upright. "I...I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

Ji Xiaosong laughed so hard she almost fell over.

This invincible soldier, who was unstoppable on the battlefield, was actually getting hung up on brushing his teeth.

“It’s okay,” she blinked, “I don’t mind.”

You Yong, however, was unusually insistent: "No! That's disrespectful to you!" He then tried to rush out, saying, "I'm going to the washroom!"

Ji Xiaosong quickly pulled him back: "Okay, I was just teasing you." She patted the bed next to her, "Sit down, let's talk."

You Yong finally relaxed and carefully sat on the edge of the bed, his body taut as if afraid of touching her.

"Brother You Yong," Ji Xiaosong asked softly, "where will I live after we get married?"

"The family housing has been allocated. My rank has been promoted, so you can now join me in military service."

You Yong's eyes lit up. "The house has two bedrooms and a living room, right next to the camp. I've already had it painted, and the furniture too..."

He suddenly stopped, scratching his head sheepishly, "I just didn't know what style you liked..."

Ji Xiaosong felt a warmth in her heart: "I like everything you prepared."

She paused for a moment, then added, "But, can I go back to my hometown often?"

"Of course!" You Yong hurriedly said, "There's a month-long family visit leave every year. If you miss home, I can also take leave to go back with you."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's just... I probably won't be able to stay for too long..."

Seeing his guilty look, Ji Xiaosong took his hand and said, "It's okay, I know that soldiers have their duties."

You Yong's eyes reddened with emotion: "Song'er, you're so kind..."

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door: "Report, Platoon Leader! Political Officer Li from the Political Department is looking for you!"

You Yong immediately stood up and quickly straightened his military uniform: "I'm coming right away!"

Turning to Ji Xiaosong, he said, "It should be about the marriage application. I'll be right back."

Ji Xiaosong nodded: "Go ahead."

After You Yong left, Ji Xiaosong walked around the dormitory, carefully observing the private space of the man who was about to become her husband.

The bookshelf was neatly arranged with books on military theory and agricultural technology, and on the bedside table sat a well-worn copy of "The Barefoot Doctor's Manual".

This was clearly researched to take care of her, who has been ill for many years.

She gently stroked the spine of the book, a warm feeling welling up in her heart.

This man was far more dedicated than she had imagined.

"Little sister," Ji Jianguo's voice came from the doorway, "May I come in?"

"Big brother!" Ji Xiaosong quickly opened the door. "Come in quickly."

Ji Jianguo walked into the dormitory, looked around, and nodded: "It's quite clean."

He paused, then said, "I just heard that marriage registration takes a month?"

Ji Xiaosong nodded: "Yes, we need to follow the procedures."

Ji Jianguo pondered for a moment: "Then let's go home first. It's not appropriate for an unmarried girl like you to stay in the military camp for too long."

“But…” Ji Xiaosong was a little reluctant.

"Don't worry," Ji Jianguo saw through her thoughts, "Didn't You Yong say that the investigators will come to our house? He will definitely come along with them."

Ji Xiaosong then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, big brother."

In the evening, You Yong rushed back to his dormitory, beads of sweat still on his forehead: "Song'er! Good news! The Political Department has sent people to your village, they'll arrive in three days!"

Ji Xiaosong wiped his sweat and said, "Brother You Yong, my brother and I have discussed it and we want to go home and wait first."

You Yong's expression instantly fell: "Leaving so soon?"

“A month will pass quickly,” Ji Xiaosong said softly. “I’m at home preparing my dowry, waiting for you to come and pick me up.”

You Yong held her hand, his eyes filled with reluctance: "But I can't bear to part with you..."

Seeing his pitiful look, Ji Xiaosong's heart softened, and she whispered in his ear, "Before I leave, how about I leave you a souvenir?"

Before You Yong could react, Ji Xiaosong had already kissed his lips.

This kiss was deeper than the previous ones. She gently bit his lower lip and heard him groan. Her arms tightened instantly.