Hearing him talk about firearms, Lin Lan was worried whether he would resent the fact that she caused him to change careers. She also wondered whether he missed anyone from the army, but in the end, she didn’t ask anything about it.
“Can we get someone to make a big wooden barrel? This way, it will be warmer and we can clean ourselves better,” Lin Lan felt a little uncomfortable thinking about the fact that she might not be able to take a bath once the weather gets colder.
Han Qingsong gently pinched her back with his big hands and finally kneaded her shoulders to relax, “I’ll do it.”
His voice was no longer as cold as it was during the day and there was a hint of hoarseness in his low tone.
He could feel that she was not as distant from him as she was a while ago and she was no longer afraid of him. She was getting closer to him and would even talk to him about Xiaowang.
This feeling was so good that he couldn’t help wanting more, so he lowered his head and kissed her.
After a while, Lin Lan tentatively said softly, “You haven’t slept much and you’ve been tired all day. Go to bed early tonight.”
He hummed, but pushed up her vest, “I’ll try my best.”
“Well, I’m in a little pain…can we…not…”
“I’ll be gentle,” His voice was low as he rubbed against the bottom of her ear, sending a tingling sensation like an electric current that ran throughout her body.
Facts have proved that a man saying that they’ll be gentle wass just as reliable as saying that they wouldn’t put it in and merely wanted some friction. Once he knew the taste of pleasure, even Han Qingsong, who had a strong degree of self-control, couldn’t control his body.
After a series of events, Lin Lan was so tired that she fell into a deep sleep.
The moon was hanging in the middle of the sky when there was a sudden noise that tore through the quiet night. Someone on the street shouted, “Quick, grab him! Don’t let him get away!”
Soon, there was a knock on the door of Lin Lan’s house, “Open the door, open the door!”
Lin Lan was startled awake, “Who is it?”
Han Qingsong kept her in his arms and touched her shoulder. He said softly, “It’s okay, you can just continue to sleep.”
The knock on the door stopped and Lin Lan thought she was dreaming as she muttered incoherently. She was really tired and sleepy, so she fell asleep again very quickly.
Han Qingsong just got up and tucked the quilt towards Lin Lan tightly. Then, he got up, dressed himself and went out.
Outside, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse as the ground shimmered under the light.
A man protruded from the west wall and whistled twice at him.
Han Qingsong beckoned as the man jumped off the wall like a civet cat and ran forward in two or three steps, “Director Han, everything was as you expected.”
Han Qingsong nodded, “Zhao Anpin took the bait?”
Luo Haicheng smiled and said, “Director Han, I truly admire you; you are really good at predicting things.”
Han Qingsong said lightly, “It’s nothing, it’s human nature.”
I seriously am impressed with Director Han! Sun Zhuowen thought that he was merely an idiot. Whoever says so is many times more stupid that the Director himself.
He quickly and succinctly reported to Han Qingsong, “Zhao Anpin took care of everything and arranged matters for his nephew properly. Zhao Jianshe has been in the limelight these days. Qinghua couldn’t stand the difficult environment and was ultimately bullied and tempted by Zhao Jianshe. He then agreed to help him… escape.”
As if he was going to escape!