“Lin Su, you're just a country girl who reeks of herbs. What makes you think you're good enough for a university graduate like me? Break off the engagement, now!” The scumbag looked down on her, his eyes full of disdain.
Lin Su sneered and slapped a severance letter against the faces of her leeching parents. But as she turned to leave, the scumbag's cold-faced uncle, feared far and wide and bearing two bars and three stars on his shoulder, pinned her against the red brick wall of the supply cooperative.
“Good thing you broke it off.” Lu Zhengxun's voice was husky. His rough fingers, callused from handling guns, traced her slender waist. “Military marriage means food and lodging included, and you can do whatever you like. Dr. Lin, care to consider it?”
Everyone said Regiment Commander Lu had no interest in women and had married her out of pity. But only Lin Su knew what burning desire lay hidden beneath that crisp, immaculate green uniform! Every night, he pressed her down onto the seat of his old-fashioned bicycle, his eyes full of longing. “Susu, you said you'd treat my leg. Shouldn't you take off your clothes for acupuncture?”
At this time, the capital city was Sijiu City. It is located in a newly renovated five-entry courtyard with an extremely large area in the prime location of Houhai. The yard is filled with various rare herbs, exuding a soothing fragrance. The seven-year-old twin brother and sister were chasing an orange cat in the Herb Garden, giggling and running. The elder brother is wearing a small military uniform, looking like a miniature version of the cold-faced King of Hell; the younger sister is wearing a red princess dress, with round almond eyes and as smart as a little fox. Lin Su was wearing a slim-fitting cheongsam of fine quality and a soft cashmere shawl. She was sitting on a wicker chair in the yard, flipping through an old ancient book in her hand. The youthfulness of a girl has faded away, and at the age of thirty, she has become very charming. Not only has the years not left any traces on her face, but she has accumulated the aura of a great master. At this moment, a pair of strong arms surrounded her from behind. Lu Zhengxun, who carried the Major General Venus on his shoulders, even though he was already in a high position, he was still the shameless "kiss-seeking demon" in front of her. The man lowered his head, skillfully found her lips, and kissed her domineeringly and affectionately, regardless of the fact that there were children in the yard. ❤️ 🤭 [Flowing a kiss] 🤭 [Admiration] [KISS] [Admiration] [KISS] 🙂 [Admiration] 🙂 🤭 [KISS] 🤭 🤭 [Blowing a kiss] 🤭 🤭 [Admiration] 🤭 [KISS]🤭[smiling]🤭[smiling][KISS]🤭🤭🤭❤️😘😘🥰🤭🤭[KISS]🤭[KISS][KISS]