Song Lichu almost agreed without any hesitation or persuasion.

Wang Zhi didn't think much about it, and when he saw Song Lichu agreeing, he turned his head and ran up again.

Wen Qingye took her hand and said with a smile: "You don't want to connect the two of them, right?" ”

"No, I just think that sometimes, pushing something up maybe can get unexpected results?"

"But aren't you afraid of what He Yaocai will do to Wang Zhi?"

"Does he dare?"

Song Lichu's words blocked Wen Qingye's remaining words.

With Wang Zhi's background, any position that can make He Yaocai spend his whole life working to climb up is precarious.

But as long as he cherishes his feathers, he will not dare to do such a bold thing.

What's more, with what she knows about He Yaocai, he won't be the kind of person who would do such a thing at all.

Coupled with Wen Qingye's friendship with He Yaocai, if he was really the kind of person with a bad heart, it would be impossible for Wen Qingye to have a deep friendship with him.

Therefore, Song Lichucai was not worried about Wang Zhi's comfort at all.

After hearing Song Lichu's words, Wen Qingye shook his head with a smile.

"You know everything about this kind of thing now, what did Wang Zhi tell you before?"

Song Lichu raised his eyebrows slightly at him: "Guess?" ”

After a playful blink, he pulled him with a smile and walked towards the family hotel.

Wen Qingye let her pull him, and this feeling of peace of mind made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ever since he quarreled with her, he had almost forgotten to get along with her so well, and now that he thought about it, he really felt like he was in a different world.

Soon the two returned to the family home.

As soon as she entered the house, Wen Qingye couldn't wait to hug her, and then leaned against the door.

He bowed his head and kissed it, eagerly and affectionately.

Song Lichu, who was trying to respond to him, hooked his neck with both hands, and sank into it little by little with his rhythm.

The two kissed for an unknown amount of time, but because the room was not lit, they could only see two figures intertwined behind the door through the moonlight.

When Wen Qingye let go of her, she was like a drowning fish and kept gasping for breath, but those blurred eyes were no longer as bright as they were, and at this time there was only the charm under the ten thousand styles.

This kind of tenderness like water is almost defenseless for Wen Qingye.

He gasped slightly, one hand around her waist, the other on the back of her head, so close that his breath hit her cheeks almost completely, teasing her face more and more rosy.

"Do you want it?"

Even if he had reached the limit of patience, he still remembered her feelings after all.

As long as she is unhappy, no matter how uncomfortable it is, he will choose to respect her.

In his opinion, husband and wife should respect each other, not someone who exists to solve his needs, he can endure, but he will never force her.

Song Lichu hooked his neck with both hands, tilted his head, his cheeks were ruddy, his eyes looked at him in a daze, and his sexy thin lips looked more and more provocative after being loved by him.

"Yes!"

Before the word landed, Wen Qingye's kiss fell again.

This time, he no longer restrained all the desires in his heart like Fang Cai.

In the process of kissing, he picked her up horizontally, and then gently placed her on the bed, unbuttoning the button on his chest with one hand, and his lips never stayed since Fang Cai, and he has been sucking in the beauty that belongs to her.

Song Lichu hugged him and responded to his every request and action.

Under the moonlight, the light and shadow of the room are constantly overlapped, like a shadow play, which makes people blush and heartbeat, leading people to reverie.

At this time, the insects outside the window kept screaming, as if they wanted to finish the sound of this life.

I don't know if it's because they're too loud, or if the people in the room are moving in a little bit, the guy sitting downstairs at the front desk lighting a cigarette listened to it with a blush and listened for a long time.

Then it slowly fell silent, and the sound of insects almost drowned out all the sounds of the bed.

It was the young man who sighed and threw the cigarette butt that had long been extinguished in his hand to the ground and stepped on it.

Then he picked up the lamp on the table and put it next to the letterhead, and began to write a letter to his mother, asking her to quickly introduce her to her girlfriend, and if she didn't get married, in this environment, he was afraid that he would be suffocated to death one day.

If he can't find his daughter-in-law next year, he will apply for a change of guard, and he can't stay in this place for a day, especially at night, he is very upset.

After writing for a long time, he put the letter away, and after a while, he walked in with the letter.

Before entering, his eyes involuntarily glanced at the room where Wen Qingye and the others were, and then quickly shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of some pictures in his mind that he shouldn't have.

It was two hours before the lights in the room were finally turned on.

Wen Qingye got up and went to get a pot of hot water, and the two of them lay back again after washing.

Song Lichu was tightly held in his arms, afraid that she would run away in the next second.

"Are you going to return to your army soon?"

Song Lichu heard Wang Zhi say that after the actual combat drill was over, Wen Qingye and the others needed to return to the original army to continue to lead the troops.

There was very little time they could spend with each other, so she quickly cherished it.

Wen Qingye hugged her arm tightly: "Well, I'll leave tomorrow." ”

"So fast?"

Song Lichu, who didn't expect it to be so fast, turned to face him, his eyes full of reluctance.

Wen Qingye wrapped her sideburns behind her ears, caressed her face with his big hand, and then leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

"It has been delayed for a while because of the fire, and going back tomorrow can be regarded as a special approval."

"That'...... When will we meet again? ”

Song Lichu asked him so much that he didn't know how to answer?

As a soldier, his time is basically not his own, and he may be in the army for 365 days a year, and the other few days may be on a business trip.

So this question, he really didn't know how to answer her.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Lichu probably guessed the reason.

She reached out and hugged him.

"Let's write every month from now on, okay?"

If you can't meet in person, it should be allowed to write a letter to contact the relationship, right?

This was the only way she could think of, after all, the military phone was not something she could call whenever she wanted, unless there was an emergency.

So this should be the most appropriate approach.

Wen Qingye looked at her with low eyes and hummed softly.

"Yes, yes!"

In fact, he has been writing to his family since a long time ago, but he only has Wen Miaomiao's reply every time, and he has never received a letter from his daughter-in-law.

It's false to say that he is not lost, every time he sees someone else holding a letter written by his daughter-in-law, he is happy, and he can only learn about his daughter-in-law's situation through his sister's words, which is quite sad to think about.

Now that she took the initiative to mention it, Wen Qingye was happy in his heart.

"Then remember to write me your address, and when I go to Guangbei, I can also bring you a gift and send it over."

Hearing her mention the word Guangbei, the original joy in Qingye's eyes dimmed a little.