On the Day My Engagement Was Broken, My War God Husband Carried Me Through the Door

He Yuqing's life went completely off course the day she received her marriage introduction letter.

She was supposed to marry the refined and gentle Officer Li. So how did she end up with the man standing before her: 1.9 meters tall, radiating menace, and known as the “Living Yama,” Xiao Lin?

He Yuqing packed her bags in the middle of the night and stormed into the heavily guarded North Mountain Military Compound, slapping a divorce petition in front of him. “Chief Xiao, there must have been a mistake. Let's get a divorce!”

His gaze darkened as his thumb brushed over the photo on their marriage certificate. His voice was husky and magnetic. “Military marriages can't be dissolved.”

Forced to live together, she laid down three rules: no sharing a bed, no touching her, and no entertaining improper thoughts about her.

But can someone tell her why this man, who is as cold as ice by day, turns into a clingy, giant puppy every night?

He hands over all his wages and ration coupons, hides roasted sweet potatoes under her covers, and has the entire company of anyone who bullies her dragged off for drills.

The first night, he slept on the floor outside her door, his long legs wrapped in a military coat, looking pitiful.

The second night, he used sleepwalking as an excuse and lay down on the bedding beside her bed.

On the Nth night, when he squeezed into her covers, cold from the night air, and pressed his burning chest against her back, He Yuqing finally blew her top. “Xiao Lin, didn't you say you only married me because you owed someone a favor?”

He wrapped his arms tightly around her from behind, his scorching breath brushing her ear. “Mm. Now I can't repay that favor. I'll have to spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”