"Will you too?" Shi Rong looked at him in the mirror.

"Isn't that weird?"

"In my imagination, a person like you should have been educated in an aristocratic way since childhood, learning all kinds of French, German, Arabic, riding and fencing." Shi Rong turned to face him, then picked up his nightgown and draped it over him, so that his muscles would not dangle in front of his eyes.

Huo Yijun watched her movements silently, and her heart felt like being brushed by a kitten's tail, itching slightly.

"You're right, I did learn that. But that doesn't stop me from learning martial arts. ”

"In that case, when my leg is healed, let's go to the martial arts hall to have a fight." Shi Rong said, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a scar on his waist, so he stretched out his hand and touched it, "What is the reason for this scar?" ”

Her soft fingers brushed over her waist, making Huo Yijun's heart turn a thousand times.

His voice was a little tight: "I told you not to be afraid. ”

"Don't be afraid."

"It's a gunshot wound." Huo Yijun explained, "The bullet penetrated from here. ”

"Really?"

Shi Rong was shocked, and quickly sat up straight, took off his nightgown, and made him turn around.

Huo Yijun did as he was told, with his back to her.

Sure enough, there is also a scar on the waist side.

Shi Rong touched and touched: "How can you get a bullet?" When did this happen?"

"Abroad, many years ago, maybe ten years." Huo Yijun held her fingers, not letting her hand do tricks on him, and consumed his almost unsustainable willpower, "At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I did something that shouldn't have been done. ”

He saw that Shi Rong had been staring at his waist, so he picked up her chin, diverted her gaze, and said with a smile: "You and I have been married for so many days, and we have done everything that should be done and what should not be done." Why did you find out I had a scar? ”

"This ......"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't you want to look at me?" ”

"Mainly...... Not very cooked. Shi Rong coughed lightly.

Huo Yijun laughed for a while, and suddenly approached her.

Shi Rong subconsciously closed his eyes, but heard the other party's laughter.

She opened her eyes, and there was doubt in them.

"Why do you close your eyes every time?" He asked with a smirk.

"Because ......" Shi Rong thought for a moment, and suddenly hooked his neck with both hands, aimed at his lips and kissed him.

Caught off guard, Huo Yijun was stunned for a moment at first, and when he felt the other party's soft lips, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Poof.

Shi Rong pushed him away and laughed.

Huo Yijun opened his eyes and looked at her.

Shi Rong pointed at him: "You are like this yourself, what do you say?" ”

Huo Yijun also smiled: "This is kissing." I don't just kiss what I do with you, why don't you look at me all the time? ”

"Because, most of the time, the lights are off."

"Last time, it was daytime, did you forget?"

"It could be cloudy...... I also drew the curtains......" Shi Rong looked left and right to talk to him, "The curtains in our house have a really good light-blocking effect, unlike my house, which stepped on many pits when it was renovated...... Not. ”

Huo Yijun didn't wait for her to finish, and kissed her directly.

He gently lowered her and whispered, "I like the way you babble and talk in front of me." ”

Shi Rong thought to himself, it turned out that he liked the housewife type.

"Turn off the lights." She proposed.

"This time it's on the lights." He turned off the ceiling headlights, leaving only a lamp at the head of the bed, and turned it to warm light mode.

(End of chapter)