A Fascinating Marriage with the Colonel

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Ling Mohan stared at Qin Yan, squinting slightly, and then suddenly raised her pajamas.

I saw the original white and smooth back, at this time it turned into a large piece of bruising bruises, looking shocking.

Ling Mohan winked, and asked sharply, "How did you do that?"

Seeing nothing to hide, Qin Yue had to sigh: "He was hurt."

"Who broke you?" Ling Mohan asked again, with a sharp chill in his eyes.

Qin Yue pointed at himself.

Ling Mohan was angry and distressed, and struck her forehead with annoyance: "Toss every day, toss yourself into this look, you are really prosperous!"

Qin Yue argued unconvinced: "I didn't toss, just want to get something. Forget it, go to bed, there is nothing to say, you will only blame me anyway."

This remark seemed a bit grieved, Ling Mohan glanced at her, his face was slightly relieved, but he still said: "Don't sleep."

Qin Yue was so sleepy that he couldn't ignore him.

Ling Mo went out with a cold face, and came in with a cold face shortly, with a bottle of medicinal oil in his hand.

As soon as Qin Yan's eyes lighted, he quickly got up and reached out to him: "Give me the oil, I'll wipe it now, and it should be fine tomorrow."

Ling Mohan pressed her directly on the bed, and commanded arrogantly: "Lie down!"

He lifted Qin Yue's clothes again, poured the medicinal oil into the palm, and rubbed it hard against the bruised place.

"Oh!" Qin Yan moaned in pain, biting the pillow tightly, and cold sweat came out again.

"It hurts?" Ling Mohan's eyebrows tightened tightly, his face even darker than before.

Qin Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Of course it hurts!"

"Forbearance." Despite Ling Mohan's distress for Qin Yue suffering such crimes, he kept his strength on hand and rubbed the bruises with medicated oil.

Qin Yue also knew that the bruises behind had to be rubbed away, so she didn't say much, and only hummed when she couldn't stand it.

She could feel that the back was hot, like burning, and Ling Mohan's palm was hotter. Every time she wiped it, it was hot, making her unsure whether it was comfortable or uncomfortable.

After rubbing the medicinal oil, Qin Yue became paler and said weakly, "Thank you, Colonel, you are so good!"

Ling Mohan stared at her: "Thank you for your sincerity."

Qin Yue was lethargic with his eyes closed, and ignored his words, saying only vaguely: "Don't let grandpa know that I hurt my back."

After speaking, she slept unconsciously, leaving Ling Mohan with a sad face sitting next to the bed.

Qin Yue never rested while sleeping.

This time with a back injury, she probably knew subconsciously that she could not turn over, so she worked hard to maintain a prone position.

By the middle of the night, she couldn't always maintain a posture, and turned around staggered, and woke up in less than two seconds.

Qin Wei wanted to cry without tears, and had to turn over again, but his neck was very uncomfortable, so he tossed around in bed.

Suddenly, Ling Mohan stretched out his arms and put her over his chest. "Sleep well and don't make any more noise."

Qin Yue lay on him and fell asleep soon.

It was already bright when waking up.

She was alone in the bedroom, and Ling Mohan got up early.

Qin Yue slowly got up, twisted his upper body carefully, feeling that his back was not so painful, and he was in a good mood.

"What smirked early in the morning?" Ling Mohan pushed in the door.

He had just returned from morning training outside. He was still wearing black training clothes, his chest muscles were bulging, and his bare arms appeared to be very powerful. When he came in, it looked like a majestic and **** male hormone.

Qin Yun's heartbeat accelerated, and he couldn't help but look at him twice before he said, "I want to laugh when I feel good."

Ling Mohan looked at her like a fool, but felt that she was smirking just now, so he slightly tickled the corners of his lips, and there was a little unnoticeable smile in his eyes.

This is probably the best time for Qin Yue to get along with each other after the divorce.

"Turn around." Ling Mohan walked to Qin Yue and asked her to turn her back to herself.

"Why?" Qin Hui turned in puzzlement.

Suddenly I felt a cold behind me, and my clothes were lifted up, and then I heard Ling Mohan said, "It should be almost twice more."

Qin Yue's mood suddenly became a little complicated, and I wanted to say that you don't want to be so attached to me.

She was afraid that she had no courage to cope with the signing of a divorce.

"I'll remember to take the medicine." Qin Min said, going back to put his clothes down, but did not expect to touch Ling Mohan's hand.

"Don't move." Ling Mohan held her hand, her voice hoarse.

Qin Yue pulled it back and said a little uncomfortably, "Behind me."

After speaking, the bedroom suddenly quieted down.

She felt a burning, hot stare at her back.

This feels too familiar.

Qin Yue jumped in his heart and was about to turn around. A pair of big hands held her waist violently, his palms were a little hot, and the heavy breathing of the man behind him followed.

"You ..." Qin Min twisted his waist subconsciously, trying to get rid of this restraint.

But Ling Mohan held a tighter grip, lowered her head to catch her earlobe, and kissed thinly.

Qin Yue couldn't help groaning.

Ling Mohan kissed all the way down from her earlobe, domineering and gentle, the temperature on her lips seemed to burn her skin, and finally kissed her tightly on her back.

Qin Yue knew for the first time that he could be so gentle ...

It took a while before Ling Mohan let go of her hand and lowered her clothes on the back.

Qin Hui's cheeks were hot, his breath was slightly panting, and he lay down on the bed, his face buried in a soft quilt.

"Qin Xiaoyu!" Ling Mohan tightened his heart, strode forward, and held her up.

Qin Yan: "..."

She stared angrily at Ling Mohan, with a fierce expression, but unconsciously showed a touch of style, and her cheeks were flushed with peach blossoms, which looked extremely seductive.

Ling Mohan suddenly responded, slightly raised an eyebrow: "Are you shy?"

"No!" Qin Yun became furious and slaps his arm indiscriminately. "Hurry up, let me go down to make breakfast for Grandpa!"

Ling Mohan let go, but pulled her back again, holding her face with both hands, kissing her rosy lips.

After more than half an hour, the two finally came downstairs.

Mrs. Ling was wearing reading glasses sitting on the sofa and reading the Military Morning Post, and glimpsed that Ling Mohan was holding Qin Yue's hand down. The two looked good together, so they looked away with satisfaction and continued to read his newspaper.

"Grandpa." Qin Hui came to him, and shouted very smartly, "I'm sorry, I didn't get back in time yesterday. Are you better?"

The old man snorted, pretending to be angry: "Do you still have my grandpa in my heart? If you don't come back for ten and a half months, you won't even see your personal picture, so I can meet you with an old man across my cell phone."

Qin Yue did not expect that the old lady who had decisively decisively cut off the military zone even had such a lovely time. She smiled and coaxed: "It was always bad for me before, and your general can support the ship, forgive me this time. ? "

The old lady sighed, "I'm all old. What kind of general is it? It's a bad old man."

Qin Yue said in amazement: "It turns out that the old man is as imposing as Grandpa."

Mrs. Ling did not hold back, and finally smiled.

Qin Yue took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa, I want to stay with you for a while, so don't betray me."

The old lady was very happy when she heard it, and she repeatedly said a few words of "good", so she no longer considered Qin Yue's departure from Lin Cheng.

Qin Yue accompanied the old man for a while, and then he got up and went to the kitchen to cook stew eggs for him.

There was a faint voice from the old lady and Ling Mohan behind him: "A Han, Xiao Yan is thin-skinned, I can't say her anymore. You have to take the initiative, hurry up, and try to have a child soon.

"Grandpa, I know, rest assured." This was Ling Mohan's voice.

Qin Yue's mood suddenly dropped.

If the old man knows that she is hard to conceive jade, I am afraid that if she loves her again, she will also divorce Ling Mohan.

A large family, especially those with military power, is most taboo to have no one to succeed.

Fortunately, Qin Yue had already been mentally prepared, waiting for her to steam her eggs and come out of the kitchen with a happy smile on her face.

Qin Yue has a half-month vacation.

I had planned to live in Dongcheng for a while, but I didn't expect the old man to fall ill suddenly.

Although she had already seen that this was a bitter scheme, Qin Yue decided not to return to Dongcheng and stayed here with his father.

The winter sun is warm.

The old lady squinted her eyes in the rattan chair, and Qin Yue sat next to him and read the newspaper.

The days seem to be back at the Ling family mansion.

In the past, in order for Qin Hui to recognize characters and make sense, she often asked her to read newspapers or various books. After the Chinese masterpieces read 1978, she began to let her read all-English books.

Had it not been for the careful teaching of her, she would not have been today.

Qin Yue has always been very grateful to the old lady for her upbringing, and it is precisely because of this that she can't be sorry to the old man, nor can he let him down and sad.

The winter sun was very comfortable on the body. Old Master Ling listened to Qin Yue's crisp voice, squinted and fell asleep slowly.

At this moment he slept heavily.

Back in his dream, when he was young, he was still a hot-blooded kid, and he was very impulsive in doing things. He was often scolded by the monitor, but he still felt right.

Until later in a guerrilla war, because of his impatience, he almost killed others.

The man who nearly killed him was Qin Yue's grandfather.

Mr. Qin is a new recruit. He had read a few years before, and he was gentle and stable. The monitor asked Mrs. Ling to partner with him.

Mrs. Ling was illiterate, and Mr. Qin taught him.

Although the tempers of the two were different, they just complemented each other, and after running in again and again, they became the most comrade-in-arms.

Later, they fought on the battlefield, suffered countless hardships, experienced countless blood and death, and finally ushered in the dawn.

...

When Mrs. Ling woke up, Qin Yue was lying on the stone table and sleeping, and a newspaper was still under her hand.

He squinted and rocked the rattan chair gently.

Recently, he always dreams about the past, and it does n’t take long to think about it.