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Mo Ming delivered the meal to Zhu Hanying's room and said a lot of nice things. Only then did Zhu Hanying agree to put aside her decision to go on a hunger strike and eat the food.
Time passed.
Mo Zhentian was unsure if it was because of Zhu Hanying's situation or if there were indeed matters to handle in the military district, but he did not return until eleven o'clock, suggesting he probably wasn't planning to come back tonight.
Mo Ming and a few others sat in the hall watching television, chatting about various topics. Most of the conversation revolved around the three women interrogating Mo Ming about whether he had been fooling around outside. However, with a clear conscience, Mo Ming was not flustered at all while answering their questions.
As it got late, everyone returned to their respective rooms.
Mo Ming helped Jun Qianqian back to her room.
Jun Qianqian said she wanted to take a shower.
Mo Ming sat on the bed waiting.
Feeling a bit bored while waiting, Mo Ming was about to light a cigarette but then remembered that Jun Qianqian was pregnant. He immediately crumpled the cigarette and tossed it into the trash can.
"I’m done showering," Jun Qianqian said as she walked out, her wet hair cascading loosely. Her mature and alluring figure was wrapped in a bath towel, making Mo Ming's throat feel a bit dry.
Jun Qianqian approached Mo Ming, placing her hands on his shoulders. Her affectionate gaze fell on his face, and her lips moved slightly, causing Mo Ming's focus to waver.
"Qianqian, are you trying to tempt me into committing a crime?" Mo Ming swallowed hard and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Yes, I am tempting you. What do you want to do about it?" Jun Qianqian said playfully, her finger dancing on Mo Ming's lips as she sat down on his lap.
In terms of looks and figure, Jun Qianqian was exceptional. Coupled with her intentional teasing, it made Mo Ming, a young man full of vigor, feel quite tormented.
If it weren't for the fact that Jun Qianqian was pregnant, Mo Ming would likely have dealt with the troublesome Little Fairy right then and there.
"I want to punish you properly," Mo Ming said, rolling his eyes as he grabbed Jun Qianqian's hand, which was about to move downwards. "However, considering that you are carrying my child, I will let you off this time. I hope you won't provoke me again; otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't do something."
"What will you do?" Jun Qianqian asked, her other hand caressing Mo Ming's chest, her gaze filled with flirtation and allure, making it even harder for Mo Ming to control himself as his last line of defense crumbled under such intense assault.
"What will I do?"
"Yes, what will you do?" Jun Qianqian nodded seriously, biting her lip as she looked at Mo Ming.
"I will bite you," Mo Ming declared, and before he could finish his sentence, he cupped Jun Qianqian's face in his hands and pressed his lips against hers.
It was cool. Stimulating. A fire ignited within him.
"Mm." Jun Qianqian wrapped her arms around Mo Ming's waist, responding eagerly.
Mo Ming became even more excited; his hands began to roam over Jun Qianqian's body. Her robe slipped off, revealing an enticing sight that blossomed in the room. He roughly kneaded her intoxicating curves while kissing down her neck and gradually moving lower.
"Mm-mm," Jun Qianqian twisted her body, letting out sounds of pleasure that thrilled Mo Ming's senses. The movements of her body and her moans further stimulated his taut nerves.
This continued for more than ten minutes.
Just as Mo Ming was about to take things further, a sliver of rationality prevailed.
"Qianqian, let's stop here," Mo Ming said, halting his actions as he cradled Jun Qianqian's delicate head in his hands.
"I want to..." Jun Qianqian momentarily couldn't shake off the control of desire, her eyes filled with emotion, revealing a captivating allure.
"No... it's not possible. Actually, I want to do that even more, but right now we can't. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to the baby, right? For his healthy growth, let's try our best to hold back," Mo Ming said with a bitter smile, shifting his gaze away from Jun Qianqian's eyes.
Jun Qianqian slowly came to her senses, lightly biting her lip. Although she felt somewhat reluctant, she nodded and immediately got off Mo Ming's lap, sitting on the bed.
"I'm going to take a shower."
Mo Ming rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower. The cold water poured over him, suppressing the burning desire somewhat and making him feel more awake. Suddenly, he realized he had awakened just in time; otherwise, there could have been real problems.
Not to mention he would regret it, Qianqian would be upset, and Zhu Hanying would definitely be the first to not let him off the hook!
After finishing his cold shower, he came out.
"You’re done washing." Jun Qianqian was already lying on the bed, possibly still thinking about what had just happened. Her face was flushed and she looked shy, which reignited Mo Ming's inner desire.
"Uh... Qianqian. Just rest easy and don't think too much about other things. Whenever I have time in the future, I will come to see you. I think my matters will be wrapped up soon. Once they are finished, I will have time to accompany you," Mo Ming said, momentarily at a loss for words. He then shifted his attention and sat down by the bed, reaching out to caress Jun Qianqian's cheek with a smile.
"Mm. I will wait for you. The baby will wait for you too," Jun Qianqian replied softly with a beaming smile.
"Qianqian. Good night." Mo Ming smiled slightly and leaned down to give Jun Qianqian a tender kiss on her forehead. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he said, "You should rest now. I'm leaving..."
Jun Qianqian grabbed Mo Ming's hand.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Mo Ming asked.
"Give me a kiss here and then I'll let you go." Jun Qianqian playfully pointed at her lips.
Seeing Jun Qianqian's expression, Mo Ming felt as if he were drunk again, his rationality quickly fading away. Afraid he would lose control, he immediately leaned in and kissed Jun Qianqian on the lips before hurriedly escaping.
"Hehe," watching the flustered Mo Ming flee, Jun Qianqian seemed to have emerged victorious, laughing non-stop.
After escaping from Jun Qianqian's room, Mo Ming still felt a heat coursing through his body.
The revolution has not yet succeeded; comrades still need to work hard!
Mo Ming promptly knocked on Lin Yuan'er's door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
"Ah, Brother Mo, come in."
Mo Ming pushed open the door and had barely taken two steps inside when a warm body wrapped around him.
"Yuan, your scent is truly enchanting." Mo Ming lifted Lin Yuan'er into his arms, kicked the door shut with his foot, and walked over to the bed, gently placing Lin Yuan'er down while gazing at her in the red lace nightgown lying on the bed.
The beast trapped within could no longer be contained.
Mo Ming is a man, a perfectly normal man, who has been busy lately, teetering on the edge of death. His physical issues have yet to be resolved, and he just felt uncomfortable after being teased by Jun Qianqian. Now, he finds himself captivated by the charming Lin Yuan'er.
He can no longer endure it.
A flood of wild instincts is suddenly unleashed.
After a moment...
Mo Ming lies on the bed, with Lin Yuan'er resting on his chest.
"Brother Mo, do these wounds hurt?" Lin Yuan'er gently traces her fingers over the scars on Mo Ming's body, feeling a pang of sympathy in her heart.
Countless scars cover his body, and just thinking about the pain Mo Ming endured when he was injured makes Lin Yuan'er feel deeply distressed. She wishes she could be by his side every time he gets hurt.
"It hurts. But these wounds are worth it. They remind me time and again that this world is not so stable. Only by becoming stronger will I prevent such pain from visiting me again," Mo Ming replies with a slight smile.
Wounds are a man's medals.
Some scars will remain with a man for life.
Especially for men who have served in the military.
They will carry these scars as records of their growth throughout their lives, and the memories of them will last until their hearts stop beating. Before life reaches its end, they will have recounted those experiences countless times.
"Promise me that once you finish what you're doing now, you won't engage in any more dangerous activities. Even if not for yourself, think of me, think of Sister Lian and Qianqian, think of your parents," Lin Yuan'er says as she lifts her head to look at Mo Ming.
"I promise you. Once everything is resolved, I will take you all to live a peaceful life. I will do everything I can to ensure you have a happy life," Mo Ming said as he cupped Lin Yuan'er's face in his hands.
Bending down, he gently kissed her, and with a swift motion, Lin Yuan'er found herself beneath him once more.
Their eyes met quietly, and both understood each other's feelings.
After their intimate moment, Mo Ming got up and dressed. Looking at Lin Yuan'er on the bed, he smiled slightly and said, "Yuan'er, it's getting late. You should rest. I'm going to check on Lian Lian."
"Okay. Go ahead. Don't let Sister Lian feel neglected. She's been missing you a lot these past few months," Lin Yuan'er replied obediently with a nod.
Mo Ming nodded back, finished dressing, and stepped out of Lin Yuan'er's room.
He quietly walked to the door of Murong Lian's room.
Mo Ming raised his hand to knock but hesitated in mid-air.
He was unsure whether to disturb Murong Lian.
Tonight, he simply wanted to keep her company without any ulterior motives, but it was getting late, and she was probably already asleep. Would knocking at this hour disturb her?
After standing outside for a moment contemplating, Mo Ming decided to turn and leave.
Just then, the door opened.
Mo Ming was surprised and turned back to see Murong Lian standing there in a white nightgown, a faint look of disappointment on her face.
"Hey, you’re still awake? I thought you had fallen asleep. I was just considering whether to disturb you," Mo Ming said with a slight smile, seemingly aware of the source of Murong Lian's subtle disappointment.
In fact, Murong Lian had been waiting for Mo Ming for quite some time.
Just a moment ago, she had thought that Mo Ming didn't want to see her, which was why he hesitated outside the door.
Hearing Mo Ming say this, Murong Lian's anxious thoughts eased.
"Do you want to come in?"
"Of course," Mo Ming replied with a smile as he walked in.
Murong Lian closed the door and looked at Mo Ming sitting by the bed, a pleasant smile on her face.
"I know I'm handsome, but you can sit beside me and look; there's no need to stand there like a fool," Mo Ming said, patting the bed next to him and smiling at Murong Lian.
"Hmph. Where are you handsome? I can't see it," Murong Lian huffed twice as she sat down beside Mo Ming and asked, "Did Qianqian and Yuan'er kick you out, so you came here?"
From this remark, Mo Ming could sense a hint of jealousy from her.
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