Stirring military marriage: Dr. Juan Wang is pampered like a spoiled wife

"But it's very hot."

Su Yun is actually a little itchy, but she is afraid of heat. Recently, she has not been active in this kind of thing. Han Lingyuan has been keen on it since he started eating meat.

"I'm going to turn the fan on as high as possible."

Han Lingyuan said bewilderedly.

"But......."

"I'll help you wash it later."

Su Yun: "..." Didn't he wash it for her every time afterward?

"You haven't let me touch you for three days."

Han Lingyuan's voice sounded a little aggrieved, "Don't you like my body?" He reached out to grab her hand, placed it on his abdominal muscles, and led her to rub the outline of his abdominal muscles.

His abdominal muscles are really easy to touch, they feel great to the touch, they have good visual effects, and they have beautiful lines. They are not like those of later generations who got them by eating protein powder or something like that.

Han Lingyuan was born through healthy exercise and was full of sexual tension.

As soon as Su Yun touched it, she couldn't put it down, and then she softened her heart. She was successfully exploited by Han who deliberately showed weakness.

Later, when Su Yun was so tired that she almost fell asleep, she saw the satisfaction at the corner of Han Lingyuan's mouth, and she couldn't help but have her thoughts wandering: Had she fallen into Han Lingyuan's trick again? He seems to be getting better at it.

At the beginning, it was obvious that he had no experience at all. Although the two of them were on the same starting line, she had rich written experience. She had watched a lot of videos and TV shows in later generations. She was definitely better than him in practice, but now she , are often at a disadvantage for no apparent reason, while Han often gets the advantage and behaves well.

Who did he worship as his teacher? She was envious of the real name. Su Yun would never have thought that Han Lingyuan was a good scholar and had no fixed teacher. He listened to all directions on his own, removing the dross and extracting the essence.

......

Because someone Han made up for three days' worth of food the day before, Su Yun was almost late again the next day.

She felt that she should just practice egalitarianism in the future, and this time she would make up for it all at once, which was really too much for her old waist. He is obviously only nineteen years old, but his waist looks like that of someone in his seventies or eighties. If this continues, when she gets old, she will have no choice but to lie in bed.

From what she observed, Li Aihong and the others around her were all normal, and she didn't see them looking haggard or lack of energy when they woke up the next day. Having said that, Xu Yuan's body and bones are even worse than hers, and Xu Yuan can withstand Wang Zhiqiang's torment. Is it because Wang Zhiqiang's needs are small, or is Han Lingyuan's needs too great?

How did Han Lingyuan survive so many years without a wife? Does he rely on his left hand, his right hand, or both hands?

Su Yun suddenly felt a little curious.

That night, she was not afraid of death and asked the question that had troubled her all day.

Han Lingyuan's face turned dark. He could tell what kind of mess his wife had in her mind.

Naturally, he didn't want to answer this topic, but when he saw Su Yun's posture, she blinked her big, lively eyes, and her face was full of curiosity, making it clear that she would not let him go if he didn't tell her, and she looked like she was asking for answers. Posture.

Han Lingyuan sighed lowly and touched her delicate cheeks helplessly. He didn't know how she took care of herself, so she applied the cream she made on her own. Her face became more tender day by day, as if she had peeled the shell of an egg. Like egg whites, very creamy. Obviously Cui Yunyun and Fang Keyi were also applying it, but the effect was not as good as that of my wife.

"Left hand."

Su Yun was almost diverted by his groping movements. He said these two words a little too late, causing Su Yun's nerves to slow down. After all, the reflex arc came back.

Her next step was to grab Han Lingyuan's left hand and start studying it. Not long after, she grabbed his right hand again and compared the two hands, trying to find some difference.

Finally, she gave up in frustration. Han Lingyuan was not left-handed. There was not much difference in his right hand. Although it was rough and there was a thick layer of calluses on the palm, his joints were clear and his fingers were slender.

He has a face like Nuwa Bishe, and his hands are naturally not ugly. If he is not a soldier, if he is an office worker, his hands must be fair and suitable for playing the piano.

"See what's going on here?"

Han Lingyuan smiled. His hands were wheat-colored, while hers were fair. Putting the two colors together had a great visual impact. It reminded him of two people's bodies intertwined.

Before Su Yun had time to answer, she felt a change in his body.

She glared at him angrily, "Why do you want it again? Weren't you full last night?"

Han Lingyuan coughed awkwardly, covering up his discomfort, and then said in a high-sounding voice: "You said it was last night, now it's tonight, last night was yesterday, tonight is today, you have to eat every day , does it mean that if you ate yesterday, you can skip eating today?"

Su Yun twitched the corners of her lips and was speechless: "..." His reason was indeed strong enough.

"It was you who brought up this topic first. Originally, I wanted to rest today."

Han Lingyuan refused to complain first, paused, and added slowly, "You know, when you tease me, my body won't be able to withstand it."

Su Yun: "..."

This night, Su Yun was drained of energy again.

Before she closed her eyes and went to sleep, she murmured: "If this continues, my waist will really give out. You use so much in one breath, it doesn't matter if you use it up, I can rest."

Han Lingyuan was refreshed. He opened the drawer and found that he had used a little too much in the past two days and there was not much left.

He couldn't help but frown. Su Yun didn't allow him to find someone to collect it on his behalf before. Both of them had a limited amount. He asked someone to buy it outside, but he couldn't buy it every time.

He never had any objections and obeyed the country's arrangements. He really wanted to protest many times about this.

In this married life, the number of times must be limited, which is too inhumane.

Su Yun went to work the next day holding her waist. The new clerk Zhang Ling saw her holding her waist and asked with concern: "Deputy Director Su, is your waist sprained? Why is it so difficult to walk? Why don't you do it?" You are so dedicated. If you are injured, you will recover at home and come back when you are well. Director Wu is a nice person and will not blame you."

The new officer is called Zhang Ling, who is three years older than Su Yun. Su Yun personally recruited her through a recruitment process. Zhang Ling is a college student who graduated from the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University this year. She has a higher academic qualification than Su Yun, but her position is lower than that of Su Yun. She herself has no objection to Su Yun. She has a cheerful personality and a good family background. Her father is a military doctor and her mother is a head nurse.

Zhang Ling is very dedicated to her work. Every time Su Yun assigned her a task, she completed it conscientiously. Moreover, she was not good at it and would take the initiative to learn with an open mind. Su Yun was also willing to give advice. Zhang Ling felt that every time she completed the task , all benefited a lot.

When she first came in, she felt that the manuscript she wrote was not satisfactory. Now, she feels that it has improved by leaps and bounds. Therefore, she admired Su Yun even more.

Therefore, when she saw that Su Yun was uncomfortable, she became nervous.

As soon as Wu Youmei entered the door, she heard Zhang Ling's words, and then saw Su Yun's stiff and slightly red face.