Lu Zhanke was moved to a military area partition as the captain of the independent brigade, so Ai Changhuan was arranged to accompany the army as soon as she graduated. Having spent three days and nights on the car journey, she finally reached the military compound at dawn on the fourth day.

Two soldiers helped her carry the suitcases down from the car, telling her that Lu was busy and would not be free to come back until noon.

Ai Changhuan took a sigh of relief in heart, because she was not ready to welcome such a new life, nor to accept Lu Zhanke.

She looked around the interior briefly, and that was much better than her expectation: Three bedrooms with a living room were all furnished, with independent kitchen and bathroom.

Quite worn out by her journey, she looked weary. Ai Changhuan decided to take a bath first. She pulled out a set of clean pajamas from the suitcase, with her usual shower gel, shampoo and skin lotion, and turned into the bathroom.

Lying in the bathtub, thousands of things came across her mind, including why she married Lu Zhanke.

In this generation, there was no fellowship between the Ai’s and the Lu’s. The only connection was in the generation of her grandfather’s.

Once upon a time, the old Ai was old Lu’s boss. He took good care of Lu and even saved his life. Old Lu felt that he was unable to make any recompense while the idea of marriage came to his mind.

The old Ai had a son, that was Ai Changhuan’s father. At first, Lu wanted to have a daughter so she could be the daughter-in-law of the Ai’s family, but in the end he had two sons, and the idea almost faded out.

When the Lu brothers were sixteen years old, Ai Chuanghuan was born. But the two families still got betrothed, regardless of the opposition of both parties.

But why she agreed to marry Lu Zhanke was not for the engagement, but for waiting for someone.

YES. She already had someone in her heart.

While bathing, she was wondering how she could persuade Lu not to touch her when he came back.

Would he agree? Or he thought that every wife had to fulfill her obligations?

She was unable to figure out what he was thinking. After all, she had only seen him once.

She was fifteen in that year, following her grandfather to pay a new year visit to the Lu’s.

And Lu Zhanke had already been thirty-one, however, an age when a man was most attractive. The vigorous breath of a young man blended with the steady self-sustaining charm of maturity, smelt special, just like a new bottle of cologne.

In her eyes, the man suited military uniform and toweringly standing should be uncle, so she called out very kindly, "Little uncle."

Lu Zhanke had an elder brother called Lu Yanqing, so he was not wrong to be addressed as “Little uncle”.

Lu Zhanke was not unhappy, instead he gave her a big red envelop, and then said “Happy New Year.”

Who knows, just in short six years, he became her husband.

In this year, she was twenty-one, and he was thirty-seven.

After the bath, Ai Changhuan stood up to put on her clothes only to find that she forgot to bring her underwear.

The suitcase with the undergarments was not far away. After a moment's hesitation, she quietly opened the bathroom door.

Her small head just poked a half when a pair of polished man's shoes suddenly came into her sight. Two long legs stood straightly, and so did dark green combat trousers.

Then upwards, the unique man's smell drilled into her nose. In a flurry, she lifted her eyes, and saw his extraordinary face with straight eyebrows and dark bright eyes.

It seemed that he was much more good-looking than before.

Ai Changhuan did not know whether the word “good looking” can be used to characterize a man, but that word was her only thought at that moment.

With a strong heartbeat, not daring to look on, she turned her gaze away quickly, very glad that she had wrapped herself in a bath towel in advance.

“Well……”

‘You……”

They spoke at the same time, but stopped simultaneously.

Eager to escape such an awkward situation, Ai Changhuan took the lead in asking, "Why are you back?"

Didn't he say he was busy? She had thought she'd have more time to cushion, not expecting to meet up with Lu Zhanke so soon.

Though she knew that she could not evade it for all the time.

“To take a document.” Though Lu Zhanke was expressionless, but his eyes squinted slightly for a short while.

She was only fifteen when he met her for the first time, revealing a kind of green astringency. Afraid of the cold, she wrapped herself into a zongzi while her neck was also hidden in the white-collar coat, only to reveal a pair of dark and shining eyes. Then she particularly and sincerely called him uncle, and two pear eddies loomed near her mouth.

Having not seen each other for six years, she now became a mature woman. 36B, there was a nevus on her left ******, sesame seed size, red. A casual glance gave him the following information.

“Document?” Ai Chuanghuan blocked the half-exposed bosoms with her arm quietly. “You left it in the bathroom?”

“No,” Lu Zhanke paused for a moment, then said, “Just want to use the bathroom.”

"Oh, I see.” Ai Changhuan opened the bathroom door wider, then stood aside. "Your turn."

She was thinking of going out of the bathroom after he was in.

Lu Zhanke thought for a while, then nodded and stepped in.

This bathroom was quite big, but as soon as Lu Zhanke came in Ai Changhuan noticed that the space had become much smaller and she was almost suffocated.

Turning around, she was about to go out when she suddenly noticed that her pink undergarment was clearly placed on the top of the basket.

O! M! G!

Ai Changhuan's face suddenly turned red. Before Lu Zhanke could react, she had rushed to the basket and caught the pink underwear in her hands, with her arms slightly blocking it from Lu.

Now she only prayed Lu Zhanke had not seen it, otherwise she would be so shamed and lose face.

“What happened?” Lu Zhanke looked at her in surprise.

“No…Nothing. I’m going out.” Ai Changhuan said that with evasive eyes.

She just wanted to get away from the place that starved her of oxygen, or she didn't know what else was going to happen that would make her so embarrassed.

There is a famous rule called Murphy's law, which states that if anything can go wrong, it will.

Sure enough, something even more shameful happened immediately afterwards.

As she had just taken a bath, the floor of the bathroom was a little slippery. Ai Changhuan walked so fast that she stepped on the water without noticing. With a slip, she was about to fall over.

Lu Zhanke, who had been watching her all the time, strode towards her and put an arm round her waist the moment she slipped. Then she was pinned against the wall by him the instant he turned around.

The distance between them was so close that their breath began to blend.

It was his keen sense of touch to be blame. Under her waist were her sexy hips, which could be completely covered by his big hands. The palms were hot and body temperature unconsciously rose.

He smelled the scent of roses coming from her body, and his eyes were caught by her sexy collarbone. Then down, the soft ****** was to break away from the bath towel. There was a strange look in his flashing black eyes. Lu Zhanke's Adam’s apple slightly moved, but he still said in a serious tone, "Be careful".

The tight string in Ai Changhuan’s head broke with a snap suddenly. From the beginning that Lu Zhanke turned up, she had been trying to calm down and keeping a proper distance, neither far, nor close. However, this fall made her fall into his arms.

That broke her original plan, even totally out of her expectation.

She was unspeakably embarrassed and looked away. "Thank you. I can stand up by myself," she said indifferently.

She was hinting that Lu Zhanke should let her go.

Lu Zhanke understood her overtones, but he was just dissatisfied with her sudden courtesy. "Really? Shall I hug you?" he whispered in her ear, slightly narrowing his eyes.

His voice was low, with a hint of ambiguous hoarseness. He deliberately held Ai Changhuan so close that each of his words seemed to be full of fire and Ai Changhuan could not help but tremble.

“No!” She refused at once in a hurry. Her cold face turned a little warmer. For fear that Lu Zhanke would really embrace her, she had been nervously staring at him, with his shadow in her black and bright eyes.

She did not know how attractive her expression was at the moment. Her cheeks flushed with shame and indignation, as if they were applied a fine layer of rouge. Her slightly parted red lips were seductive, and her white teeth nibbled the lower lip while the eyes, as bright as purple grapes, were breathtaking.

Lu Zhanke originally planned to tease her, but did not expect to be seduced by her. At the moment, he suddenly wanted to kiss her, with a small flame jumping in his eyes.

Even though Ai Changhuan was so blunt, she sensed something wrong under such aggressive eyes of Lu Zhanke. She wanted to push Lu Zhanke in a hurry, “You…You…You wait! Let me go first…”

She even had not finished, while Lu Zhanke grabbed her lips, and kissed her, not gentle even slightly domineering.

He was so strong that he almost crushed her when he held her in his arms.

"You…Ai Changhuan was so ashamed and indignant that when she opened her mouth, his hot tongue went into her mouth.

Even though Ai Changhuan and Qin Zhan liked each other, the number of times that they met was small, and every time they were in a hurry to meet. So far they had just held hands and hugged each other, but she had no actual experience of this kind of kiss. Therefore, she felt as if she was nearly drowned in Lu Zhanke’s kiss.

In this weird moment, what came to her mind should be that Lu Zhanke’s lips were really soft, nothing like the cold tone when he was speaking.

Sparks from this hot and passionate kiss flew everywhere. But the rookie was the rookie, Ai Changhuan did not know how to avoid kissing and how to react.

Kissing her for a long time without any response, Lu Zhanke could not help but had some doubts. Reluctant to part from the lips that tasted very good, Lu Zhanke looked at her confused eyes, and asked, not so quite sure, "The first kiss?"

Frist, first kiss?

Ai Changhuan's confused nerves were tingled a little, and she struggled fiercely with a flushed face, pushing and scratching his firm chest, but she could not do anything to him.

Her wandering eyes had already revealed everything, but she still said, "No, that kind of thing has long gone. You don't think I haven't dated other men before you, do you?"

Due to lie and nervousness, she spoke quickly, giving the impression that she didn't care.

Hearing her words, Lu Zhanke's eyes were serious, and the frigid smile suddenly emerged on his lips, which frightened her. He gave a cold snort, rubbed her red lips with finger pulp, and laughed, "Really? So how many men did you have?"

"I..." She was about to say something cruel to provoke him, but was suddenly kissed by him with unbridled passion, and this kiss was more intense than the last, which almost ate her alive.

He reached his hands into her bath towel, caressing along her waist curve. After a shower, the skin took on an extraordinary smoothness that obsessed him every inch.  

For Lu’s holding guns for years, there was a layer of calluses in his palm. When sliding over the skin, his palm produced a subtle sense of limb and numb.

Ai groaned faintly, with her waist melting inch by inch.

Lu’s kiss was as intense as hard liquor. Even a sip was enough to let her drunk.

Unfamiliar lust came unexpectedly. She didn’t know what to do; however, Lu started to coax her to react.

She stared at the gorgeous face in her half-closed eyes. “What an evildoer,” she thought. “I cannot be underestimated. Definitely not.” She faked a look as if experienced, responding to his burning hot kiss, clumsily but earnestly.

Lu was going to punish her “impertinent words” with a deep kiss. He didn’t expect that it was likely to go out of control.

Discipline that he was always proud of couldn’t refrain him from collapsing gradually. Maybe it was because of his long time to be without a woman, he thought, so that he was easily flirted by the little girl.

When they were drowned in delight of kissing, there came knocks at door. 

“Sir, it’s time for meeting.” Voice came with a strong accent.

It was Lu Zhanke’s bodyguard, Qiao Sheng.

As if awakened from a dream, the two looked eye to eye and let go of each other. Unlike Lu, the one who was elegantly dressed, Ai, however, was quite in discomfiture, with bath towel loosely surrounded in which her ivory ****** hided.

Ai’s face turned burning red immediately. When wiping her mouth in a flurry, she hurled and stuttered, “You’re a scoundrel! Psycho! Goat!”

Looking at her treating himself as bogey, Lu grew disappointed slightly, “I’m not a scoundrel. I’m your husband.”

“You are not soon,” she refuted without thinking twice.

“I am already. I have just kissed you and you have reacted to me, haven’t you?”

“That...That was...” That was because you seduced me.

“Can I regard that you want me again?” Lu pressed on towards her, casting a crafty glance at her bosoms.

“No!” Ai shoved his approaching chest, irritated in tears.

Lu wanted to reach out to wipe her teardrops, but he stopped halfway. His eyebrows frowned for a second, then followed, “Let me carry you.”

Having not got what was happening, Ai was lifted in his arms.

“Ah!” Ai cried out, and flung her arms around his neck instinctively out of fear.

He’d got a wide chest, muscular arms, and he walked steadily carrying her without even a little shake.

He seemed to be a man who could promise her a sense of security, but Ai had no feeling about him. This kind of hug would only suffocate her.

“Put...put me down!” To see herself being carried into the bedroom, Ai was anxious to cry. Since he embarrassed her in the bathroom in that way, who knew what he would do next after coming into the bedroom.

Gradually flurried, she started to struggle and wriggle desperately.

Lu stopped her without effort, and purred, “Your bath towel is loosened.”

“Ah!” Ai crossed her arms over breasts, with flaming cheeks. This time, she didn’t dare to raise her head, having no choice but to implore in a low voice with head sunk deeply, “Put me down, please.”

“We’re almost there.” Lu said and finished the last step. He was tall and had long legs, so it only took him a few steps to get in front of the door, “Open it.”

He held Ai with both of the hands. It had to be her to open the door.

Because of the previous concern, Ai hesitated. She was afraid that she was under his charge after that.

She looked to the door then peered at Lu back and forth with a sight of fear in her eyes. Lu knew what she was thinking about. Could he be a thirsty man like that in her view? He found that was ridiculous. He was inapt to throw her in the bed in the day. But, he said playfully with cocked heavy eyebrow rather than going straightforwardly, “You want to cling to me for all the day?”

“Nonsense! Never will I!” Red had spread to Ai’s neck, “Put me down now! I can walk myself.”

Lu didn’t flirt her anymore, putting her down gently. Then he walked into the bedroom in her intense stare and walked out with a file. He shook it in front of her to signal her not to think too much, “I am leaving. Someone will bring lunch to you.”

Ai stuck to him, turning around, “I...I have something to say.”

Lu glanced at her, “You’d better put your clothes on.”

Then he turned to leave, shoulders shaking slightly. He seemed to be laughing.

“...” Ai was so speechless to scratch the wall.