"Okay. I'll listen to you on everything." Qin Jian bowed his head and kissed An Hao's lips, "Let me 'struggle' once more now."
"Again?" An Hao felt a sudden soreness in her back, "I can't..."
"How can you not? Aren't you a soldier? If so, you must overcome all difficulties and face the challenges... Even if you're not a soldier, you are still a soldier's wife. Haven't you adapted to my rhythm yet?"
"Your rhythm is about to take my life."
"Nonsense. I love you too much to hurt you…" After saying this, Qin Jian flipped over and pressed down.
"Hey, wait. I almost forgot, I promised to ask Qiushu's mother about Jiu Xia, and I still haven't asked yet." An Hao pushed Qin Jian away and suddenly sat up.
"What time is it? Ask first thing in the morning." Qin Jian pointed to the wall clock, it was almost midnight.
"Then it can only be so."
The next morning, An Hao got up early to prepare breakfast.
