Ace Sniper: My Husband Gets Down

She needs him, needs his temperature, needs his huge sense of existence that makes her unable to think, needs him to breathe in her ear, and call her the name that belongs to this world.

Zong Mingzhe picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, tore off all the clothes on her body, and pushed her to the peak again and again with his own rhythm.

When the madness ended, Feng Xuelan leaned into Zong Mingzhe's arms, feeling much better than before.

"Mingzhe, thank you..." she whispered.

Zong Mingzhe frowned, pinched her cheek and made her look at him.

"Are you trying to make me angry on purpose? I haven't settled the accounts with you yet. "

Speaking of this, Feng Xuelan also knew that she was "in imminent disaster".Zong Mingzhe couldn't bear to be angry with her, but her violation of discipline couldn't just go away.She fiddled with Zong Mingzhe's fingers and asked him in a low voice, "Am I going to be locked up again?"

"Yeah, as long as you have this self-awareness."

Although what Feng Xuelan did was dangerous, it was also questionable.But Zong Mingzhe can't say that to Feng Xuelan now, if she may not even violate the discipline, then this guy won't go to heaven in the future?
What's more, this woman didn't seem to know how much he worried about her.

"Don't do this kind of thing again." Zong Mingzhe couldn't help but warn her.

Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe, wanting to tell him that she knew what she was doing and what she could do.She was not recklessly risking her own life, but she was very confident and sure of what she did.

She knew that Zong Mingzhe was worried about her, but she still couldn't say these things...

She curled up in Zong Mingzhe's arms, avoiding his sight, unable to say anything.

Seeing her like this, Zong Mingzhe really wanted to pull her out of his arms, force her to look directly into his eyes, and then force her out all the words in her heart, making this woman confess everything, her secrets, her past, everything speak out.

He wanted her to know that he wanted to share her burden, to share everything about her.

But Zong Mingzhe couldn't do that.

He took a deep breath, pulled Feng Xuelan away, rolled over and pressed her under him, looked at her puzzled eyes, and told her in a deep voice, "I still want it."

Only when the two people's bodies are closely connected can he feel that he is really with his beloved woman, and only then can he feel her passion and dependence on him.

The madness of the two resumes, as if nothing can separate them...

In the early morning of the next day, Zong Mingzhe was called away to perform the task again. Before leaving, he pressed a kiss on Feng Xuelan's forehead and told her in a low voice, "If you are locked up after going back, remember to bring a pen and paper with you." .”

"Why?" Feng Xuelan asked in a hoarse voice.

Zong Mingzhe showed a slight smile, "After writing the self-criticism, you can also write me a love letter."

Feng Xuelan turned over and hid under the quilt, making a dull voice, "I won't write you a love letter! Big hungry wolf!"

They did it countless times last night, and finally Feng Xuelan had to beg for mercy.

Zong Mingzhe showed a smug smile, gently pushed aside the quilt, looked at Feng Xuelan's glowing red face, and couldn't help kissing again.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if something in his heart encouraged him to say that sentence.

He leaned close to her ear and made a low and magnetic voice.

"Xuelan, I love you."

Feng Xuelan looked at Zong Mingzhe in surprise, like a wooden sculpture made of clay.

Zong Mingzhe smiled, rumpled her messy hair a little more, then got up and walked out.

But before he took a few steps, Feng Xuelan rushed down from the bed and hugged him tightly from behind.

Feng Xuelan's cheek was pressed against his broad back, and her arms were almost exerting their maximum strength.Her heart seemed to be cut into pieces by a knife, and it was stirred together again, with mixed feelings. She didn't know what kind of feeling made tears well up in her eyes, and she didn't know why. She just didn't want Zong Mingzhe to leave at this time.

"What's wrong?" He asked suspiciously.

Feng Xuelan didn't care, she just didn't want to let go.

"Xue Lan? Are you crying?" He said distressedly.

Feng Xuelan sniffed hard, but still didn't want to let go.

But her hand was still broken by this guy with brute force, he turned his head and looked at Feng Xuelan who was crying, feeling a little at a loss.

"What's the matter..." Zong Mingzhe didn't know that his words would make Feng Xuelan cry.He somewhat regretted saying that.

But Feng Xuelan wiped her tears and looked at him, gritted her teeth for a long time, and finally yelled at him, "Zong Mingzhe! I love you too!"

When she said this, Zong Mingzhe was also stunned.

Then he understood... It turns out that hearing this sentence is such a feeling, it really makes people want to cry...

The woman in front of her was blushing as if she was about to bleed, her hair was disheveled, her face was wiped with tears indiscriminately, and she didn't even have a piece of clothing on her body.Zong Mingzhe looked at this embarrassed look, but it was so cute...

He hugged Feng Xuelan in his arms, holding her tightly, not letting her see the tears flickering in his eyes.

"Fool, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry!"

Feng Xuelan growled stubbornly, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop at all.

Some say they love her.

Some say they love her.

If this was a dream, she would rather never wake up.

Those pains, those shadows, those difficult battles to survive, those moments when she almost gave up, and many past events that she didn't even want to recall, seemed to have turned into a puff of smoke and dust at this moment, but she Covered by the sun, because she is no longer so lonely, because there is another man in this world who fell in love with her.

Wiping away her tears, she smiled again.

Why cry? It would have been a joyful thing.

Zong Mingzhe's cell phone rang again, Feng Xuelan patted him on the back, and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, let's go."

Zong Mingzhe let go of Feng Xuelan, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and sighed in distress.

"I'll ask for leave for you, so you can have a good sleep."

Feng Xuelan shook her head vigorously, "I can't ask for leave, don't you know how important I am?" After saying this, she grinned at Zong Mingzhe, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Zong Mingzhe patted her on the head, and said helplessly, "Be brave."

Feng Xuelan pushed him out, pushing him all the way out the door.

Waving goodbye, closing the door, Feng Xuelan turned around, slumped on the ground, and let out a long breath...

The tears still flowed unstoppably, she planned to sit like this for a while longer, so that the ups and downs in her heart would slowly calm down.