Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

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Pei Zhao had already heard what Ai Changhuan meant. In order not to make the scene awkward, he hurriedly answered, "Yeah, so the two of you are not suitable at all. You should find someone else."

Song Shizhang said: "Where can I find someone else? In our military camp, there are only two kinds of people we see all day long, one is a man, and the other is someone else's daughter-in-law. Speaking of it, Lu Laosan's life is good. So I ordered a young, beautiful, gentle and considerate daughter-in-law for him, which really made my bachelors red-eyed with jealousy."

Lu Zhan Ke Wenyan, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't help but speak: "Then you can ask your family to order one for you, maybe it's young, beautiful, gentle and considerate, and then you don't have to be jealous of me."

Pei Zhao laughed twice: "Old Song, don't worry, isn't there a celebration party this time? The person who presided over the celebration party was Deputy Commander Ouyang. Together with the hospital, those unmarried nurses and doctors will come. When the day comes, you can choose with your eyes wide open. You know, they all have a kind of admiration for the soldiers. Maybe any girl will like it. You are like this, just wait."

Hearing that there was a friendship, Song Shizhang was immediately overjoyed: "Old Pei, are you serious?"

"Can there be any truth to what Deputy Master Ouyang said?"

"Come on, then I'll just wait for that day." Song Shizhang was finally satisfied.

Hearing that there was a fellowship, and that he was a nurse at the General Hospital of the Military Region, Ai Changhuan couldn't help but glance sideways at Lu Zhanke, that look was also meaningful.

However, Lu Zhanke's attention was focused on the words Deputy Master Ouyang.

Deputy Commander Ouyang, whose real name is Ouyang Xiong, is also a hero who has made a lot of contributions on the battlefield, and he also has a daughter, who should be that Ouyang Zhenzhen.

The reason why he reserved the last bit of politeness to Ouyang Zhenzhen was not because her father was the deputy teacher, but because Ouyang Xiong was a real hero.

When Ai Changhuan turned his head to look at him, Lu Zhanke was stunned for a moment, because he didn't really take that Ouyang seriously at all, and he didn't react until she gave him another glare.

Reluctantly reaching out to touch her head, Lu Zhanke said, "You just have to follow me when the time comes."

Let him have no time to look at others, and save her from being so jealous.

Ai Changhuan blushed, and finally turned her head away from him.

After running around all the way, he finally returned to the army. When Ai Changhuan stood at the door and looked at the number plate, he was a little excited, as if he had really returned to his home.

This feeling is completely different from that in the hospital. In the hospital, she always felt a sense of resistance and insecurity. Only when she got home did she really relax.

Seeing her standing stupidly at the door, Lu Zhanke couldn't help stretching out his hand to give her a hand: "Come in quickly."

The house is very clean, there is no dust at all, it can be seen that Yang Anxin must often come to clean it.

Lu Zhanke unbuttoned his clothes while walking: "No, I have to take a shower first."

He hadn't taken a shower for so long in the hospital. When he couldn't bear it, Ai Changhuan used a wet towel to help him wipe his back, arms and calves, but it didn't help at all.

Hearing what he said, Ai Changhuan immediately ran over: "Then you have to sit in the bathtub to wash, and you can't take a shower, because your wound can't get wet yet."

Lu Zhanke frowned: "What does it look like for a big man like me to take a bath in the bathtub? Don't wash it."

Ai Changhuan imagined the tall and burly Lu Zhanke taking a bath in a small bathtub with his legs curled up, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. After noticing Lu Zhanke's uneasy expression, he quickly restrained his expression and said: " Anyway, you can’t take a shower, so you can sit in the bathtub and take a bath, and you won’t lose a piece of meat.”

"No." Lu Zhanke coldly refused, took off his coat and walked towards the bathroom.

Ai Changhuan was afraid that he would really go to the shower, so she had to persuade him earnestly: "Stop making trouble, the wound can't get wet, can you be more sensible? Can you stop being so stubborn? Although you are very manly, this kind of Is it okay to wait a little while?"

Lu Zhanke pretended he didn't hear it, and was about to close the door after entering the bathroom. Seeing that Ai Changhuan was still following behind, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you want to watch me wash?"

Ai Changhuan blushed: "I...I..."

Seeing her blushing, Lu Zhanke seemed to have discovered something amusing suddenly, and he couldn't help but play a prank on Ai Changhuan: "Actually, it's not impossible to let me wash in the bathtub, but I have a condition..."

Although she knew she would be angry, she still couldn't help but want to tease her cheaply. There was no way, she was so cute when she blushed and shy.

"What conditions?" Ai Changhuan had an intuition that it would not be a good thing, and a trace of entanglement flashed across his face.

"I want you..." Lu Zhanke stepped forward and pushed Ai Changhuan into a corner until he could not retreat, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Rub my back."

"You..." Ai Changhuan raised her head in embarrassment, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to push him away, but when she thought of his wound on his chest, she hurriedly turned her hand in another direction, and finally it turned into a soft hug. On his shoulder, "You're talking nonsense again, I don't care about you anymore."

As he spoke, he wanted to get out from under Lu Zhanke's arms.

How could Lu Zhanke allow her to run away at this time, and he pulled her into his arms with his arms down: "Why are you talking nonsense? If I wash in the bathtub, I won't be able to touch my back. You can rub it for me, right?" Is it normal?"

Ai Changhuan was held so tightly by him that he could hardly breathe: "No, you can wash it yourself, rub it with a towel or whatever, I won't help you anyway."

Lu Zhanke simply put his whole body on her body, and while enjoying her soft body, he said absently, "You don't care if I take a shower? Then why are you following me?"

"I...I..." Ai Changhuan couldn't talk to him, so he stomped his feet and ran away.

Lu Zhanke was still chasing after him and shouting, "Why, you don't care about me? Then I'll take a shower."

Ai Changhuan moved all the way from the bathroom to the living room, and when she heard Lu Zhanke's roar, she couldn't help but want to curse, oh my god, why is there such a bastard in this world who doesn't even want his life just to play hooligans, so angry Dead man.

When she was still angry, there was already the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and she remembered Lu Zhanke's voice intermittently: "It's so comfortable, it's really so comfortable, why is it so comfortable..."

Ai Changhuan almost twisted his mouth in anger, he really dared... he really dared...

She was angry and worried, and after turning around three times, she finally gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and rushed into the bathroom sullenly.

"Lu Zhanke!" she shouted.

When he looked up, he saw that Lu Zhanke was just standing idly aside, not standing under the shower head to take a shower.

Well, he was fooled again, Ai Changhuan looked at him almost like eating people.

But Lu Zhanke said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, it was just a drill just now, and the actual combat will come next."

Ai Changhuan's anger was immediately forgotten, and she couldn't care less about being angry with him, and said helplessly: "Okay, you won, I'll rub your back for you, and you sit down obediently until Go in the bathtub."

She was afraid of him.

When Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows proudly, he knew he would win.

So the situation at the scene became that Lu Zhanke was half lying in the bathtub, with his neck resting on Ai Changhuan's knee, and Ai Changhuan was sitting on a small bench, washing his hair for Head Lu without complaint.

It would be fine if Lu Zhanke washed his hair quietly, but he kept broadcasting his hair washing experience in his mouth.

"Grab it to the left, no, a little to the left, oh yes, it's there, use your strength."

Ai Changhuan grabbed it hard angrily, and Lu Zhanke hissed again: "It's too hard, be gentle, this is your husband's head. Alright, now switch to the right side."

"Move gently, massage the acupuncture points slowly...how come you are so strong, what did you eat to grow up?"

"It's for you to massage, not for you to press, control the strength and pay attention to the position."

Ai Changhuan swears that if it wasn't for the crime of murder, she really wanted to put Lu Zhanke's head down in the bathtub so that he would never come up again.

After washing her hair, she began to rub her back again. Just like washing her hair, Lu Zhanke had never been idle, but Ai Changhuan was already numb. At this moment, she fully understood that she must have done heinous things in her previous life, so this She will marry Lu Zhanke for the rest of her life and be his cow and horse.