Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

With Lu Zhanke's encouragement, Ai Changhuan no longer had to restrain himself. It hurt so much that he bit Lu Zhanke's shoulder. If it still hurt, there was no need to be polite. He stretched out his hand and scratched a few finger marks on his broad back. .

Lu Zhanke was very gentle, kissing her gently, gently diverting her attention in another way, and gently freeing her from the pain.

After a fierce battle, both of them were sweating profusely. Ai Changhuan was probably tired, and kept half-squinting his eyes in a daze. Fortunately, he no longer cried out about pain or struggled, and seemed to have survived the pain. A painful time.

Lu Zhanke was very pleased. He lowered his head and kissed her lips lovingly, and whispered: "Be good, sleep well."

When Ai Changhuan fell asleep, Lu Zhanke Cai gently picked her up, put her in the bathtub, helped her clean her body, and also washed her hair. His movements were unfamiliar, and the shampoo foam flowed to Ai Changhuan several times. If Ai Changhuan hadn't rested with his eyes closed, he would have jumped up, twisted his ears, and cursed, but Lu Zhanke would rather Ai Changhuan scolded him vigorously than see an exhausted person tortured by drug addiction. She did her best.

Wash her hair, wrap her in a bath towel, put her back on the bed, and then use a hair dryer to help her dry her hair, because Ai Changhuan said that if you go to bed with your hair not dry, you will have a headache the next day, and the hair dryer will buzz. The sound of operation started to sound. It sounded a little noisy in such a quiet night, but Ai Changhuan didn't notice it at all. She still slept deeply. She was really tired. Fighting against drug addiction had consumed all her energy. of strength.

After everything was tidied up, Lu Zhanke went to take a hasty bath, then quietly got on the bed and lay next to Ai Changhuan. Because he was afraid of waking her up, he didn't dare to reach out and hug her again, just lying on his side. Lying on the bed, looking at her side face, he had obviously been together for so long, but he was unconsciously fascinated by the sight. The woman who was once lively, cheerful and unrestrained in the world and was as bright as the sun was now lying quietly like this. No one here knows what kind of pain she had experienced before this.

Lu Zhanke reached out and brushed the broken hair stuck to Ai Changhuan's face. He left a long kiss on her forehead with tenderness and affection, and whispered: "My love, good night."

When Ai Changhuan woke up the next day, he was much better. Except for being a little depressed, everything looked fine.

Lu Zhanke finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged Ai Changhuan and comforted him: "The things here will be over soon. Just wait for me at home and I will go back soon."

Ai Changhuan lay in Lu Zhanke's arms and refused to move: "But I don't want to leave...can I really not stay? I promise to be honest and not cause trouble, okay?"

Lu Zhanke pinched the bridge of her nose helplessly: "Don't be willful. Didn't you make an agreement yesterday? You can't go back on it."

Ai Changhuan curled her lips dissatisfiedly: "I know."

She also knew that it was not appropriate for her to stay any longer, but thinking about this separation and not knowing when we would see each other again, she couldn't help but want to be more intimate with him. It didn't matter what he said anymore, what mattered was that he looked at her. She always had a doting look in her eyes.

The military advisor who came to see him off looked at the scene in front of him, and his heart felt stinging again. He coughed loudly a few times, and then said coldly: "The ship is about to dock, get ready to disembark."

After returning yesterday, he immediately ordered the ship to return, and sent his confidants to escort Wu Feng, asking him to send Wu Feng and Ai Changhuan out tomorrow.

He turned his head away and pretended to look away, trying to be out of sight and out of mind, silently thinking of "endure, endure, endure" in his heart.

The ship was about to dock, and the sadness of parting became more and more intense. They could only seize the last little time to be intimate, because once they got outside, they had to become Ye Shaoxiong and Jin Ruoyu again. Ai Changhuan held on Lu Zhanke's hand was unwilling to let go for a long time: "Lu Zhanke, you promised me that you would come back safely, right?"

"Well," Lu Zhanke touched her head, "You should also be good, eat well, sleep well, live well, don't miss me... No, think of me, but you can only think of me three times a day, wait for me You must gain at least ten pounds when you go back, otherwise I will punish you with morning exercise."

Ai Changhuan pinched Lu Zhanke's waist like a baby: "I'm ten pounds fat, you want me to turn into a pig."

"If you really turn into a pig, then you are also the most beautiful pig." Lu Zhanke couldn't help laughing.

The military advisor clenched his fists silently, saying that he was blinded by the light and could not stand it anymore.

The happy time is always short-lived. The ship has docked and Ai Changhuan is leaving. The two must separate even if they are reluctant to part.

Lu Zhanke walked Ai Changhuan to the car. Suddenly, he had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, he could only pat her on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Take care."

Ai Changhuan was also silent, lowered his eyelids, nodded, and said quietly: "Take care, too."

The military advisor on the other hand told his confidants to watch over Wu Feng carefully. After arriving at the destination, someone would come to meet them. At that time, they would just hand over Wu Feng and Jin Ruoyu to that person.

Wu Feng didn't know whether he had accepted his fate or was thinking of some bad idea. He didn't say a word, his eyebrows were drooped, and he looked a little depressed.

The military advisor was still a little worried about letting such a person go with Ai Changhuan. He also ordered his confidants to tie up Wu Feng and told him to be careful along the way and never let Wu Feng come into contact with anyone else. , let alone let him escape.

The reason why a confidant can become a confidant is because he can do things reliably. The military counselor's careful and cautious explanation shows that this matter is really important. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and he quickly worked hard.

Ai Changhuan got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, while Wu Feng was thrown into the back seat of the car. His confidant was responsible for driving. The car started and moved forward little by little. They could no longer look back.

Ai Changhuan saw Lu Zhanke's figure in the rearview mirror. He was still standing there watching her leave. His eyes were hot and he almost cried without success.

She blinked and suddenly noticed that there was another person next to Lu Zhanke. This person was the military advisor. He had also been looking here. Could it be that he was looking at Wu Feng? Or are you worried about something else?

Ai Changhuan had a strange feeling in her heart, and she let out a long sigh, hoping that these gloomy days would pass soon.

"Next, it's a battlefield that belongs to the two of us." The military advisor said this when the car disappeared from sight and could no longer be seen.

"The storm is coming soon." Lu Zhanke narrowed his eyes slightly. The fierce battle has just begun. Fortunately, they have no worries and can fight with all their strength. At this moment, the two of them seem to have been friends for many years. There is a feeling that heroes cherish heroes. .

"Let's have a drink together?" the military advisor suggested. If they didn't steal women, they would still be good brothers.

Lu Zhanke readily agreed: "Okay."

While the two were chatting over wine, Lu Zhanke suddenly remembered something. He asked the military advisor: "Why do you have to wear a mask? It seems inconvenient to eat and drink like this, right?"

The military advisor drank a glass of wine silently, thinking, not because I was afraid of being recognized, but if I didn't wear a mask, you might have revealed my secret when you saw me for the first time, and Ai Changhuan...

Thinking of Ai Changhuan, he was actually a little excited, wondering what her reaction would be if she saw him under the mask? Excited? happy? Still unbelievable?

Seeing the military advisor in a daze, Lu Zhanke hesitated for a moment: "What, isn't it easy to say?"

"Oh, no..." The military advisor came back to his senses and smiled faintly, "Have you heard of the story of Lanling King Gao Changgong?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhanke looked at the military advisor in surprise, staring closely, as if he wanted to see his entire face from the exposed part of the military advisor's face, and wanted to see if this guy was really handsome, or what else? Dare to compare himself to the handsome man King Lanling.

The military advisor laughed and said, "You're just kidding, you can't take it seriously, can you?"

Lu Zhanke narrowed his eyes slightly: "No, your eyes... look very familiar to me, very similar to someone I know, very similar."

That person is Du Yucheng, who also has such narrow peach blossom eyes.

The military advisor's face stiffened slightly, and then he couldn't stop smiling. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so the change in expression on his face was not noticed by Lu Zhanke. He twitched the corners of his mouth uncomfortably, and then said: "Maybe it's just It’s just like that, at least before this, you and I were not familiar with each other.”

"Really?" Lu Zhanke still felt doubtful.

The military advisor had already turned his head to get the wine bottle, then poured a full glass for Lu Zhanke, and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's have a drink."

Lu Zhanke picked up the wine glass and had a drink with him, temporarily suppressing the doubt in his mind.

The two discussed politics, economy, culture, football, and sports. Since many of their views were in agreement, the more they talked, the more speculative they became. It is true that when a friend meets a close friend, a thousand cups are too short, but Lu Zhanke felt that this military advisor must be someone he knew. Because I really felt like I had known him for a long time, but for some reason, this military advisor didn't seem to intend to reveal his identity in front of him.

You will know later, so it doesn't matter now, just be happy. Lu Zhanke thought so.

But what the military advisor thinks is that they like many of the same things, but in addition to these, there is also a woman. I really don't know whether he is happy or sad.

Both of them drank a lot and finally fell asleep. Yang Jiran will come tomorrow and today is their last carnival.

Before going to bed, Lu Zhanke vaguely remembered something. He didn't know if Ai Changhuan had arrived safely. Unfortunately, the news from there could not be passed on for the time being, otherwise, he wouldn't have to worry so much.