Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was eleven twenty-five.
Luosang was hiding in her blanket with half of her face covered by the blanket, only exposing her eyes which were still misty from pleasure.
She had heard about that kind of thing before, but never thought that she would let anyone do it to her. After all, it made her so shy.
No wonder Nian Junting was obsessed with it ever since the first time he did it to her.
Nian Junting lied down on his side, facing her, with a big smile on his face.
âLuo, is it good?â he asked.
Luosang didnât respond, instead covering her eyes with the blanket. Earlier, she felt that all her blood had gushed into her brain, but still, she clearly remembered how she had moaned.
âWhy are you so shy? You need to get used to this.â Once Nian Junting said that, his phone rang.
He knitted his brows. He didnât want to answer the call, but after seeing the number, he put the phone near his ear without thinking.
âJi Chuan, you finally called,â he said.
âEm, Iâve been carrying a secret mission recently.â A deep manâs voice was heard from the phone. âI canât in contact with the outside world.â
âI knew it.â Nian Junting laughed and said, âYou should have let Nian Xi know before the mission started. She canât get in touch with you, and that made her worry, also bringing her lots of unnecessary thoughts.â
âIt happened suddenly, so I didnât have the time to tell her,â said Feng Ji Chuan. âI heard from Xiao Si that youâve recoveredâis that true?â
âYeah, long ago. That was ages ago.â Nian Junting glanced at Luosang, then quickly changed the topic. âWill you be back this New Year?â
âYeah, Iâll be back New Yearâs Eve, and Iâll stay for a month.â Feng Ji Chuan laughed and replied, âWe should get together.â
âSure, but I think the most important thing for you to do is to marry Nian Xi this time. Youâve been engaged for so long,â said Nian Junting.
âMarry?â Feng Ji Chuan paused.
âYeah. Nian Xi got engaged when she was eighteen, and now sheâs twenty-five. Youâre nearly thirty. When are you going to marry each other?â Nian Junting asked in a deep voice.
Feng Ji Chuan stayed silent for a short while, then said, âIn fact, sometimes I feel sorry for Nian Xi. Iâm always outside and hardly at home. As my girlfriend, Nian Xi is always alone...â
âWonât you be transferred to civilian work?â
âActually... Iâve hesitated about that since last year. I donât really want to be transferred.â Feng Ji Chuan gave a bitter laugh.
Nian Juntingâs face darkened. âWhat do you mean?â He said, âWhen you joined the army, you said that youâd be back one day, and that youâd be transferred to civilian work. Because of that, Nian Xi became a police officer. But now, youâre telling me that youâre not transferring. Have you ever thought about her feelings?â
âIâll ask her if sheâs willing to be an army wife. If sheâs not, I...â said Feng Ji Chuan bitterly. âJunting, you were a soldier. We were together in the army. You should know me better than anyone else. A man should fight for his country.â
Holding the phone, Nian Junting fell into a silence. A while later, he said in a deep voice, âI donât care. Nian Xi is my sister. You canât hurt her. Think about it; sheâs the best wife for you in the world. Could you ever find anyone better than her?â
âWeâll talk about it when I get back.â Feng Ji Chuan sighed and said, âItâs nearly Christmas. Pick a necklace and give it to Nian Xi for me. Iâll pay you. Iâm in a remote place with poor internet. Shopping malls donât exist here, so I canât buy her a gift myself.â
âAlright.â Nian Junting ended the call.