Chapter 52: It was truly a sweet torment.

Zhou Chongshan held Jiang Rou in his arms, breathing in the fragrance coming from her.

The delicate little wife continued to nuzzle against him in his embrace.

Jiang Rou was dressed lightly, wearing only a sleeveless floral top.

The soft, full sensation was especially noticeable on the man’s chest.

However…

In the dark, Zhou Chongshan heard Jiang Rou softly yawn.

After the wild storm last night, she had carried Zhou Xiaochuan to the Military Camp in the heavy rain and then stayed by the sickbed all night…

She had been through a series of exhausting events: slapping Xu Chunxiang’s face, hurriedly making a fire and cooking, and taking care of the two children…

Jiang Rou was truly exhausted.

Earlier, all her energy had been sustained by a tightly wound sense of tension.

Now, with everything settling down and surrounded by Zhou Chongshan’s warm breath, Jiang Rou’s fatigue surged.

She was really tired, and she was really sleepy.

Ah—

Jiang Rou yawned again, leaning against Zhou Chongshan’s chest, her eyes drooping sleepily.

In her mind, the last trace of clarity was thinking…

She had touched his chest muscles, but there were also his abs!

Eight clearly defined abdominal muscles!

She wondered what they felt like.

She hadn’t enjoyed that yet, such a pity, such a pity…

With this lingering regret, Jiang Rou drifted off to sleep.

Her body softened and completely nestled into Zhou Chongshan’s arms.

She didn’t hear the deep sigh that escaped from the man, nor did she sense his body growing increasingly stiff and tense.

A delicate and soft wife like her was, for Zhou Chongshan, nothing less than a sweet torment.

Their skin was pressed together, the scent of her breath between them, and Jiang Rou’s soft movements, like a little kitten, as she slept.

All of this stirred up overwhelming waves in Zhou Chongshan’s body.

The man, who had been single for thirty years, was now acutely aware of how precarious his self-control had become.

The person in his arms might not be a little kitten after all; perhaps she was a temptress instead.

Zhou Chongshan forced himself to close his eyes and fall asleep.

However, in the latter half of the night, he came to a stark realization—those who slept poorly weren’t just Zhou Xiaohua, but also Jiang Rou.

As they slept, a pair of soft, tender little hands wandered over Zhou Chongshan’s abdomen, roaming and pinching.

It felt as if she were picking out pork.

Her touch made Zhou Chongshan’s lower abdomen burn with heat.

He grabbed Jiang Rou’s hands, which were roaming aimlessly, and gently pulled her away, putting some distance between them.

But it wasn’t long before…

Jiang Rou returned with more determination.

This time, it wasn’t just her hands—her legs also climbed up onto him.

The bed was small, and pushing Jiang Rou any farther away was impossible.

Moreover, the older man couldn’t bring himself to do it.

In a desperate move, Zhou Chongshan quickly pulled Jiang Rou into his arms, holding her tightly, locking her legs and arms in place. Now, Jiang Rou couldn’t move an inch.

At last, the night grew calm.

Before falling asleep, Zhou Chongshan found himself planning in his mind—his house was too small. Like the neighbors, he should build a few more bedrooms next to the vacant lot.

After all, they were married now—he couldn’t keep enduring like this, could he?

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…

This day was both happy and sweet for Zhou Chongshan.

Before the sky had even brightened, the wake-up call from the Military Camp sounded.

The sound echoed all the way from the Military Camp to the military families’ compound.

As soon as Zhou Chongshan heard the sound, he immediately woke up.

Their Military Unit was currently stationed on an island. In addition to daily production and construction, the unit’s training could not be neglected.

This wake-up call was a form of training.

Zhou Chongshan immediately got out of bed and quickly put on his military uniform.

The entire process took no more than two minutes.

His movements were light, but Jiang Rou, who had been sleeping comfortably, suddenly lost the warm, spacious “fireplace” beside her. Half-asleep, she turned over.

Her eyelashes fluttered as though she was about to wake up.

“Wife, go back to sleep. I need to return to the Military Camp.”

While fastening his belt, Zhou Chongshan lowered his head and gently whispered into Jiang Rou’s ear to reassure her.

When Jiang Rou heard Zhou Chongshan’s voice, her eyelashes trembled slightly before gently lowering again.

She closed her eyes, resting her chin on the blanket, revealing her pretty, flushed face from the sleep.

Without realizing it, Jiang Rou nuzzled against the pillow where Zhou Chongshan had slept.

It was an unguarded, intimate expression.

Like a delicate flower, swaying in the wind, ready to be picked by anyone.

Watching this, Zhou Chongshan’s breath caught.

His dark eyes fell on Jiang Rou’s pink lips.

His thoughts shifted.

Zhou Chongshan leaned in and kissed her deeply.

This kiss was completely different from the one Jiang Rou had given Zhou Chongshan earlier.

Because time was tight, and the task was urgent.

At the moment their lips met, Zhou Chongshan kissed her with a fierce, possessive desire.

Without hesitation, he pried open Jiang Rou’s lips.

Jiang Rou, still in a drowsy state, had no idea what was happening. She didn’t resist at all, and obediently parted her lips.

Zhou Chongshan’s kiss was smooth and uninterrupted.

In an instant, he passed over the petals and sucked the sweetest honey.

His delicate wife was indeed sweet.

Sweet, and soft.

The wake-up call in the distance continued.

It seemed to be urging Zhou Chongshan.

After the deep kiss, Zhou Chongshan showed no reluctance to leave. He lingered over Jiang Rou’s lips, rubbing them softly before finally pulling away and ending the kiss.

His dark, intense gaze lingered on Jiang Rou’s now rosy and moist lips for several moments.

“Little wife, you keep sleeping, I’ll be back tonight.”

As he spoke, Zhou Chongshan pulled something out, slipped it into the blanket, and moved his hand a few times, as if placing something into Jiang Rou’s hand.

Then, Zhou Chongshan’s figure quickly disappeared from sight.

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Outside the door.

As Zhou Chongshan stepped out, he immediately heard the sound of a door opening from the neighboring courtyard, and saw Zhao Guosheng hurriedly rushing out.

Compared to Zhou Chongshan, who was already fully prepared, Zhao Guosheng was struggling to pull up his pants and grab his coat.

It was clear that he had woken up late and hadn’t even put his clothes on properly.

Zhao Guosheng was too preoccupied to care for himself, scrambling around in a panic.

However, when he saw Zhou Chongshan, he still couldn’t resist the urge to tease him.

“Ah! Isn’t this our groom? Regiment Commander Zhou, why didn’t you sleep in the office last night? Did your wedding report come through, and now you can finally be open about it? How was last night? Was it enjoyable?”

They were all rough men from the same military unit.

When men talked like this, there was no filter.

In the past, whenever they exchanged jabs, they liked to tease Zhou Chongshan, especially since he was still a single old man. It was the best way to irritate him.

But now.

Zhou Chongshan had a woman at home, and Zhao Guosheng wasn’t about to let go of this perfect opportunity.

His pants were still not fully on, but his mind was on what was going on in Zhou Chongshan’s pants.