Zhang Xiaoqiang kept bringing up his requests to He Wen Bin, and He Wen Bin didn't object. Whatever Zhang Xiaoqiang said, he would do. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out Wang Chong's belongings from his pocket and said to He Wen Bin, "His specifications must be the best, and it must be at the forefront. This is what all of us alive brothers owe him."
Zhang Xiaoqiang had just walked into his villa when an intense wave of fatigue washed over him like a tidal wave. The little girl's mother had already prepared lunch and was waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang and the rest to come back to eat. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even look at her as he walked to his bed and fell unconscious.
Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes. His chest felt stuffy, and there was also a slightly wet feeling. The bright light from outside the window shone in through the edge of the thick, cloud-patterned curtains, lighting up the room. Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered his head and saw a delicate little girl lying on his chest, sleeping soundly. The little girl's saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, forming a small puddle on his chest.
The person beside him turned over, and the movement alerted Zhang Xiaoqiang to her presence. Yang Ke-er's hair was disheveled, and her head was buried in her sleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully placed the little girl, who was sleeping like a piglet, beside him, and slowly climbed out of bed.
When he got out of bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that his military uniform had been taken off at some point. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and the smoke and stains on his body had been wiped clean. A clean military uniform was placed on the chair beside the bed, and the military boots on the chair had also been polished until they were shiny.
The neatly dressed Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the living room. The dining table was filled with delicacies, and the rarest thing was that other than the various spicy delicacies Zhang Xiaoqiang had left behind, there was also a plate of stir-fried vegetables and a pot of vegetable soup. Although the vegetables had been left for a long time, and the color was a little dark, the sight of the vegetables that Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't seen in a long time made his stomach feel like it was on fire.
Just as he sat down at the table and picked up a pair of chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, Yuan Yi came out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming hot rice. She saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had already started eating, so she quickly put the rice on the table, and picked up a small bowl to fill it with rice for Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang used the steaming hot rice to sweep away all the dishes on the table. Looking at the empty bowl, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a little embarrassed. He looked at Yuan Yi who was constantly filling him with rice and said, "You haven't eaten yet, right?"
Yuan Yi, who was dressed like a pretty daughter of a humble family, smiled and shook her head, "We've already eaten, these things were specially prepared for you …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky outside, and couldn't tell if it was morning or afternoon, so he asked, "How many hours have I slept?"
"You've already slept for two days, big sister Qiao Yun woke up in the morning, and only you woke up now."
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly understood, no wonder he was able to eat so much even though he wasn't injured, so it wasn't because of some hidden injury, but because he had been starving for two days.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that the current Yuan Yi was completely different from before. The previous Yuan Yi didn't like to smile, and her whole body was cold. Even after Zhang Xiaoqiang had sex with her, Yuan Yi didn't show any intimacy with him. After that, when Yuan Yi was recovering from her injury, Zhang Xiaoqiang was extremely busy every day. Other than bringing her some random things, he didn't have any time to accompany her.
But today, Yuan Yi had already smiled twice in a row. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know why she was so happy today, but thinking about Yuan Yi's outfit and the fact that she came out from the kitchen, his ten thousand year old brain suddenly understood.
"Today's meal was personally cooked by you?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yuan Yi who was cleaning the table and asked.
Yuan Yi raised her head to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded, a faint blush spread from her transparent ears. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yuan Yi who was shyly lowering her head again and said, "En, no wonder I felt that today's meal was especially fragrant …"
Halfway through Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, Yuan Yi looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a flushed face. Her two eyes were like black gemstones that had been drenched in water. Her crystal-clear gemstone eyes slowly became misty, and the soft big eyes ignited a flame in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and held her in his arms, looking at that pair of beautiful eyes that rippled like water. The big glass-like eyes were like a demonic spring, and she seemed to want to suck in Zhang Xiaoqiang's soul. Zhang Xiaoqiang was intoxicated by that pair of misty big eyes. They were clear and pure like a deep pool, and he couldn't get enough of them no matter how he looked at them. A warm fragrance like orchid spread from Yuan Yi's lips onto Zhang Xiaoqiang's face.
Her pink and delicate lips were like a gorgeous rose, and in his eyes, they looked like petals. Looking at the delicate petals, his warm lips were imprinted on the delicate and gorgeous rose.
Yuan Yi closed her eyes and slightly raised her head. Her smooth hair was like a weeping willow beside her ear. She was held in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, feeling his heartbeat that she hadn't felt for a long time. The warm and moist air blew onto her face. It was his scent, the faint scent of smoke, the scent that was hidden deep in her soul. That familiar scent with a warmth touched her lips.
Her heart was beating in her chest, and a strong dizziness swam in her mind. Yuan Yi felt as though she had lost her weight, and her entire body was light as a feather. She had an urge to fly, but she was reluctant to part with his warm embrace. She couldn't help but stretch out her arms to hug him tightly. The feeling of hugging him was so real, yet it was a little illusory. She didn't know if she would float away if she let go of him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little suffocated by Yuan Yi's hands that were tightly wrapped around his waist, but his chest could clearly feel her intense heartbeat. He gently opened her rose-like lips, and their breaths collided. He knew her scent, and she also felt his.
The two of them kissed and hugged each other tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt as though the two of them had become one, and what he felt was what Yuan Yi felt. He slowly tasted the honey on the corner of Yuan Yi's mouth, and at this moment, their hearts were connected, and their hearts were filled with love.
Yuan Yi really felt as though she was flying. She was carried in his arms as they walked towards her room. In his strong arms, Yuan Yi felt as though she was a little bird dancing in his hands. She closed her eyes and let him carry her. She didn't think of anything, and her mind was empty. She let Zhang Xiaoqiang bring her to the end of the world.
Zhang Xiaoqiang gently placed Yuan Yi on the bed. He placed her so carefully that it was as though Yuan Yi was an unparalleled precious porcelain. Seeing Yuan Yi lying down like a sleeping beauty, Zhang Xiaoqiang gently caressed her delicate face, and felt the softness in his hands. He couldn't help but press his lips against hers again.
As the clothes fell to the foot of the bed, Yuan Yi's jade body was laid out, and her soft and fragrant skin was like snow and jade. Following that, a rich fragrance wafted into Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose. He bent down and covered Yuan Yi. Yuan Yi closed her eyes, waiting for the storm to come. Although it wasn't her first time with Zhang Xiaoqiang, she was still shy. Her delicate face slowly turned red, and when he looked at her pink face, his lust was aroused. He didn't want to wait any longer, men were always impatient.