The two of them held each other, neither saying a word.
Soon they would be apart, making this moment of intimacy all the more precious.
Gently touching a wound on his chest, Xu Xia softly asked, "How did you get this injury?"
"It was a knife wound from a mission in Yunnan," Leng Zirui replied.
"And... what about this one?"
"That was from Iraq, when I encountered a self-defense explosion on the other side, and shrapnel cut me," he explained.
...
Looking at the various wounds on his body, Xu Xia frowned slightly and gently caressed one of the largest scars with her fingers.
"Does it still hurt?!"
"It doesn’t hurt, but sometimes it itches on cloudy days," Leng Zirui laughed softly. "Now I’m like a weather forecast, whenever this scar itches, it’s about to rain."
"You and your quirks!" Xu Xia playfully scolded, "From now on... make sure to protect our Zirui, okay?!"
Leng Zirui’s smile faded as he said seriously, "I’ll try not to be on the front lines in the future."
Xu Xia smiled, "Good that you’re obedient."
With a little force, Leng Zirui rolled over, pinning her beneath him, his eyes lowering as he looked at her with ambiguous intent.
"Since I’m so obedient, shouldn’t there be a reward?"
She lifted her hand, hooking it around his neck, and Xu Xia kissed him of her own accord.
Heavens bear witness, he only wanted a kiss, but who could resist when his wife was so enticing?!
Thus, he was driven to madness once more.
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