Situ Qinglang's mind was full of the instructions of the female clerk, and he walked home with the necessities of his sweetheart.

What kind of life is this...... He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I ran to the convenience store twice in one night, the first time I bought tt, and the second time I actually bought this, but fortunately the clerk was not the same person, otherwise he would have collapsed.

Sweetheart honestly lay on the bed, tightly pressed with her legs together and did not dare to move. She was anxious and thought that today was the first day of marrying Qing Lang, but she had soiled the bed, would Qing Lang blame herself?

Thinking of this, Sweetheart couldn't help but sigh, and put on her pants weakly, wanting to get out of bed and wash off the blood stains.

Situ Qinglang happened to come back, and when he entered the bedroom, he saw that his sweetheart was struggling to remove the sheets, he frowned and asked, "What are you doing, don't you lie on the bed honestly." ”

"But the sheets are dirty...... Sweetie points guiltily to the bed, "I'm sorry, I got on the bed." ”

"What's this? Situ Qinglang handed her the things, "You go get it first, and I'll clean up the bed." ”

Sweetheart felt that she was simply a burden, and she was simply married to harm Situ Qinglang, she silently unpacked the package, ran to the bathroom to change into a clean little Nene, and when she went out again, Situ Qinglang had already changed a set of bedding quickly.

She didn't know where to put the dirty pants that she had changed, she hesitated or washed them directly, but as soon as she turned on the water pipe, Situ Qinglang came over and asked, "What do you want to wash?"

"Wash inside. Pants ......"

"Don't wash it, I'll wash it for you later, and you can lie down on the bed." Situ Qinglang saw that she had washed her hands, so he simply carried her directly to the bed.

Sweetheart is in her pajamas, lying on a new sheet, and the guilt is hard to describe in words. Situ Qinglang changed his clothes, rolled up his sleeves, and stuffed the changed sheets and quilt covers into the washing machine.

"You can put it there, I'll wash it when I come back from school tomorrow, and I'll wash it by hand." Sweetheart explained.

"Why?" Situ Qinglang didn't understand.

"That blood stain is not easy to wash, hurry up, you have to rub it with your hands first, alas, ......" Sweetheart couldn't help but sigh as she spoke.

Situ Qinglang saw her expression of doing something wrong, and couldn't help but step forward and kiss her on the mouth, and said, "You really don't have to be so nervous, I'm not angry, you go to sleep first, I'll wash." ”

Sweetheart shrunk in the quilt, watching Situ Qinglang, a young master, rubbing the sheets in the bathroom in the middle of the night, and couldn't help but have red eyes, especially when he really washed his little pants and dried them.

She had never been cared for so intimately......

It took Situ Qinglang more than an hour to clean up, and the sweetheart couldn't sleep on the bed holding her little belly, and she tossed and turned in pain. Seeing this, Situ Qinglang hurriedly brewed the brown sugar ginger tea he bought from the convenience store and brought it to her.

"What is this?" asked Sweetheart, holding the hot cup.

"The clerk recommended it, saying that this cures menstrual cramps. Situ Qinglang helped her warm the baby, "You drink it, and then stick this on the lower abdomen, it is said that it will be better." ”

Sweetheart was so moved that she had always felt that Qinglang was a very macho person, and he often acted like a cold young master, and thought that she would not be careful enough to take care of women......

A cup of brown sugar under the water, the lower abdomen was warm and finally better, Situ Qinglang helped her paste the warm baby, and brushed the cup again, then tiredly went to bed and lay down next to the sweetheart.

"Hmm......" Sweetheart leaned over and got into Qinglang's arms, a faint pain made her unable to sleep at all, Situ Qinglang leaned sideways, surrounded her from behind, and saw her arching back and forth like a little loach, so she asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Sweetheart spoke to divert attention, "What did you say in your dad's room today?"

"That's our dad. Situ Qinglang lazily patted her little buttocks.

Sweetheart blushed and said again, "What are you doing with our dad?"

"It's nothing, it's just about the troops. Situ Qinglang coaxed her, "Go to sleep, it's late." ”

He wasn't going to tell his father's pressure to Sweetheart, and he knew that saying it would definitely put her in a dilemma, and he didn't plan to have a child for the time being, Sweetheart was too thin, even if he really wanted to give birth, he had to get fat first, so as not to have any problems when he got it.

This is all a long-term matter, now as long as she is good and happy, nothing else matters.

"Troops, are you busy?" Sweetheart continued to have nothing to say.

Situ Qinglang bit her: "If you talk again, I'll beat you." ”

"......" sweetheart covered her mouth and shook her head, which means "Emma, I won't say it", who can understand the pain of marrying a **** husband, he wants to abuse himself at every turn!

Situ Qinglang slept extremely uncomfortable this night, and the sweetheart didn't know if it was because of the change of bed or because of the stomachache, he kept tossing and turning on the bed, he hugged her so tightly, she turned over once, and he had to wake up once.

Her little pp was attached to his lower abdomen, rubbing back and forth, he finally recovered the shape of fù and raised his head again, the sweetheart sighed after a while, and sighed Situ Qinglang helped her rub her belly and cover the quilt half-asleep, for fear that she would catch a cold again.

It's all about raising a daughter......

He thought tragically to himself.

At four o'clock in the morning, the sweetheart was probably finally comfortable, and he slept very happily with his little belly, but Situ Qinglang woke up on time, and he still had to go to the army for training.

Getting out of bed lightly, he yawned tiredly, and forced himself to get dressed and go out.

Situ Qinglang's Beiting Special Forces are subordinate to the Beiting Military Region, which is different from the ordinary military department, and a special force is equivalent to an independent regiment, with three squadrons under its jurisdiction and its size equivalent to three battalions.

As the captain of the first squadron, Situ Qinglang is the most vanguard and main special operations team in the entire special forces, you can imagine how hard the training is on weekdays, just carrying 10 bricks every morning is enough to make ordinary soldiers unbearable, but for special forces people, this is at most an appetizer.

When he arrived at the team, he habitually sorted out his equipment, forgot to take off the ring on his hand, and was seen by the company commander, and immediately teased: "Colonel, this is really getting married, speed!

The company commander's name is Gao Lian, and he was the company commander of a certain group army before he was transferred to the Beiting Special Forces.

Qin Lu and the company commander belong to the demolition squad of the first squadron, and they have a good relationship with Situ Qinglang, and they can occasionally make jokes.

Seeing that the colonel didn't sleep well, Qin Lu smiled evilly, hooked the company commander's shoulder and said, "It seems that this cave room has lived up to its reputation overnight, and our colonel is about to be squeezed dry." ”

The corners of Situ Qinglang's mouth twitched, and he was very helpless in his heart, what kind of cave room spent candle night, did he wash the sheets all night!

"Colonel, when will you bring the ** son up to the army for a spin?" Qin Lu continued to ask without fear of death, "Let the ** son see the heroic image of our army, and help us introduce a target!"

Qin Lu and the company commander both knew that the colonel was dating the sweetheart of a college student who came to military training before, but they didn't know why they seemed to have broken up, and then they seemed to have a flash marriage with someone else.

Is it a sentimental injury? This is too tsk-tut, but the average person in his right mind who wants to marry a special forces soldier has to endure them crawling in the mud every day.

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