Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 111 You Can't Have Children Like Him

Just when Song Zhiwei was about to get dressed, there was a knock on the door.

She jumped up in fright and put on her clothes as fast as she could.

"Battle Commander, sister-in-law, are you there?" A voice came from outside the door.

Arranging her hair in a hurry, Song Zhiwei asked Wei Xuan in a low voice, "Who is it?"

"Xiao Xiang." Wei Xuan also adjusted his clothes by the way, and stood up.

Who is Xiao Xiang?Song Zhiwei showed doubts. She used her hand as a fan to try to cool herself down so that her face would not look so hot.

Wei Xuan tidied her hair, then walked over and opened the door.

"Battalion Commander." A soldier with a bandage on his left hand saluted his leader.

Song Zhiwei saw his face clearly, and then realized that Xiao Xiang was the guard next to Wei Xuan, who had dealt with her earlier in the morning.

"Sister-in-law." Xiao Xiang also saluted Song Zhiwei, and the young man almost lost his eyes from laughing.

Seeing his smiling face, Song Zhiwei knew what was going on in his heart without asking.

He must have learned that his battalion commander had a wife, and his wife was Dr. Song who hit his car.

The young man was curious and excited about such a dramatic plot comparable to a TV series, but because of Wei Xuan's presence, he didn't dare to ask questions.

"Hello." Song Zhiwei smiled and nodded to him, "Come in and sit down."

Compared with the last time we met, Xiao Xiang was much darker, his beard had grown out, his boots were wet, and his trousers were still splashed with mud. It looked like he had just arrived at the base camp, so he came to report to Wei Xuan.

After Xiao Xiang walked in, Song Zhiwei asked with concern: "What happened to your hand?"

"It was broken by a sandbag, it's not a serious problem." Xiao Xiang said with a smile.

Song Zhiwei admired him a little. He was a strong young man who could still smile so happily with a broken arm.

At this time, Wei Xuan asked him: "What's the matter?"

It was only then that Xiao Xiang realized the purpose of his visit and realized that Wei Xuan was standing. He said in surprise, "Battle Commander, can you walk now?"

Not to mention Wei Xuan, even Song Zhiwei couldn't help the black lines appearing on his forehead.

Didn't this guy notice just now?

Or did he put all his attention on Song Zhiwei, thus automatically ignoring Wei Xuan.

Song Zhiwei smiled and said, "He was able to leave today."

"Oh. I thought the battalion commander was inconvenient to move and needed someone to take care of him, so I specially applied to be transferred here. I didn't expect it to be fine." Xiao Xiang explained the reason for his visit.

Take care of Wei Xuan?Song Zhiwei was taken aback, looked at his arm, and asked, "Aren't you also injured? Why are you planning to take care of him?"

"My foot is not injured, and I can still run errands." Xiao Xiang said honestly.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xuan was ignorant and asked instead: "Can you still go to the front line with your injury?"

Song Zhiwei felt that Wei Xuan was too harsh. Did Xiao Xiang go to the front line and be washed away by the flood?

But she couldn't refute him, because after all, it was in front of his subordinates.

Xiao Xiang saluted and replied: "The military doctor said that I can't carry it for the time being, so the political commissar agreed to transfer me back."

Wei Xuan said blankly: "Return to the team as soon as you recover from your injury."

"Yes!"

Song Zhiwei eased the atmosphere and said, "Xiao Xiang, since you are injured, you should go to rest early. I will watch over your battalion commander, and everything will be fine."

"Then I'll go first?" Xiao Xiang asked Wei Xuan what he meant.

"En." Wei Xuan nodded.

After Xiaoxiang saluted again, he left.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Zhiwei couldn't help scolding Wei Xuan: "You are too unreasonable as a leader. Your subordinates are injured without a word of condolence, and you are forcing them to recover as soon as possible so that they can do dangerous work again. You are so cold-blooded."

Wei Xuan looked at her calmly and said, "This is why we came."

Song Zhiwei narrowed her eyes and stared at him, "Anyway, you, a workaholic, hope that everyone around you is like you. Safety and health are not as important as work. I really sympathize with the people who work under you."

Wei Xuan walked towards her, pulled her into his arms, rubbed her buttocks dishonestly with his big palm, "Your subordinate? Is this here?"

Song Zhiwei's face turned red immediately, what kind of man, he looked serious just now, but now he has turned into a hooligan again.

She pushed him away desperately, and said angrily, "I'm going to take a shower."

When she came back from the shower, Wei Xuan, who had finished earlier, was on the phone.

The content of the call was to report tomorrow's itinerary to the political commissar.

Song Zhiwei changed into her pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed and played with her mobile phone while wiping her hair.

Because the mobile phone was smashed by those two gangsters, she is now using an old-fashioned mobile phone five years ago. It is not a smart phone, and cannot connect to any communication software. She can only play some very simple games.

Wei Xuan didn't know when he finished the phone call, came over, took the towel, and wiped her hair.

Song Zhiwei sat cross-legged on the bed, enjoying his service as a matter of course.

"Since you have time, why don't you call home?" Song Zhiwei asked suddenly.

"They are used to it." Wei Xuan replied lightly.

"You should call once you get used to it. They must be very happy to receive your call, especially your mother." Song Zhiwei reminded.

Wei Xuan wiped her hair intently without answering.

Song Zhiwei turned her head, looked at him with a frown, and said, "Even if you have nothing to say, let them listen to your voice."

Rubbing her hair, he said, "When you go back, take a look at them for me."

Song Zhiwei was even more dissatisfied, she was not born by them, can this be the same?

This guy is really indifferent to an abnormal level.

She couldn't help but said: "If I have a child like you in the future, I might beat him to death."

"Yes." The premise is that there must be a child first.

Song Zhiwei glared at him, grabbed the towel, and dried her hair.

Looking at her angry back, Wei Xuan didn't say a few words.

Not calling home is not because of indifference, but because he has developed such a habit over the years, and he doesn't want to distract himself during the mission.

Only she is an exception, because she is too worrying.

And the reason why he didn't tell her was because she was too fond of thinking, and might misinterpret that the work he was doing was too dangerous, so dangerous that no one could distract him.

Therefore, he would rather let her think that he is indifferent.

After drying her hair, Song Zhiwei stood by the window and combed her long hair.

Tonight's moon is very bright, hanging in the sky, and the sprinkled silver light is shining lightly on her body. Her long black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and swings like a willow as she combs her hair.

At this moment, this scene is as beautiful as an ink painting.

And he didn't know when he would see this scene again.

(End of this chapter)