novelraw Chapter 81 Recovery
Chapter 81 Recovery
As a soldier, Han Qian never fought unprepared battles.
For the wedding photo shoot, he contacted a reliable photography shop that night to prepare clothes and scenes in advance, and he must do his best.
And Lin Muchuan also started to run to the special service team recently, asking Song Fun to arrange tasks for him next month.
Song Yan sat at the desk and looked at him in surprise: "I want to get into work so soon? Don't you want to take a break?"
Lin Muchuan pursed his lips and smiled: "My legs will recover almost in the next month, and I have rested for too long, so I don't want to slack off any longer."
Song Yan nodded, smiled and sighed: "Too hardworking."
Lin Muchuan paused, and then said: "Actually, I want to work harder. I want to join the combat team, to reach the level where I am truly worthy of Han Qian, and I also want to fight side by side with him."
Song Yu was surprised by his frank confession, and he never thought that the motivation for his entry into the group came from Han Qian.
Song Yu was not wrong to think so. At the beginning, Lin Muchuan entered the group because of his dream, but later it was half a dream, and half because of cold migration.
"It turns out that your goal is the combat team." Song Yan nodded understandingly, and said after thinking for a while, "It's not difficult to transfer to the military team. The most basic thing is that you have to be a four-star spy, and other aspects can be discussed. "
"A four-star spy..." Lin Muchuan thought in his heart.He is now a two-star spy, that is to say, if he is promoted to another two stars, he will have the hope of being transferred to the combat team.
Thinking of this, he nodded vigorously in understanding: "I will work hard, and the general team should also arrange more tasks for me to perform."
Seeing his enthusiasm, Song Yan smiled and nodded, and then chatted about other topics: "Speaking of the day after tomorrow, how do you plan to live with Lao Han?"
"...The day after tomorrow?" Lin Muchuan stared at him in confusion.
Song Yan's hand holding the document paused in mid-air, and looked at him slightly strangely: "Don't you know? It will be in two days..."
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When Lin Muchuan came home, his mind was still a little dazed, and he accused himself ten thousand times in his heart of not caring enough and understanding Han Qian, that he didn't even know about such an important day.
When he got home, Heizi squatted at the entrance of the backyard and waited for him to come back. When he saw his figure, he rushed towards him wagging his tail.
Lin Muchuan bent down and touched its head: "Why aren't you taking care of our Commander Jiahan?"
Heizi barked at him, then ran ahead wagging his tail, leading him to find Han Qian.
Han Qian was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and heard a loud voice shouting: "Heizi!"
Heizi was shocked, and quickly spread his legs and rushed over at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint. When he reached his legs, he slammed the brakes to a stop, and then squatted down obediently.
Lin Muchuan walked in after it, Han Qian understood instantly, and patted Heizi's head: "I said where did you go, go upstairs and grab a pillow and come down."
Heizi quickly stood up, wagging his tail and skittering up the stairs skillfully without saying a word.
Lin Muchuan took off his heavy military jacket and put it aside, felt the temperature of the air conditioner at home, made two cups of hot tea comfortably and sat next to him: "Where is the border town?"
"He has to take care of some things for me when I'm not in the camp." Han Qian replied.
Lin Muchuan nodded, and through the glass door at the entrance of the living room, he saw the fine white flying outside, as well as the soldiers wrapped in coats and holding wooden warehouses guarding the door.
He frowned slightly, got up and took out a few porcelain cups, brewed a few cups of hot tea and took them out to warm their hands and stomachs, running back and forth several times.
The soldiers who were about to freeze into ice all bowed to express their gratitude to him, and their affection for the commander's wife rose several levels in an instant.
After cleaning the teacup, Lin Muchuan squatted in front of Han Qian and gently rubbed his legs, raised his head and stared at him with pure and bright eyes: "What do you want to eat at noon? There are still a lot of vegetables in the freezer."
Although there are servants at home, Lin Muchuan prefers to cook by himself. Although Han Qian said that he is not allowed to be tired, every time he cooks, he can eat several big bowls, so Lin Muchuan I love to cook for him.
"I want to bask in the sun with you." Han Qian stared at him and whispered.
"Ah?" Lin Muchuan was puzzled softly, completely confused by his endless words.
And now it's winter, even if there is sun, it's still cold, so where can I go out to bask in the sun?
Under his puzzled eyes, Han Qian leaned over to his ear: "I miss...you."
These two words were uttered in the third flat tone, Lin Muchuan was even more confused, tilting his head and thinking hard about what he meant.
"Cough..." Han Qian straightened his back, stroked his chin and meditated: "Drawing time is round, writing time is square, winter time is short, summer time is long. Baby, guess a word."
Lin Muchuan said without hesitation, "It's the day."
"What were you thinking about just now?" Han Qian pretended to be puzzled, and took him into the cage viciously.
"Think about the day..." Lin Muchuan was confused by his logic, and he was about to answer subconsciously, but he stopped suddenly when he opened his mouth, blushing and slapped him on the knee, "You..."
He's speaking pornography again, this person is so unscrupulous, he thinks about these things every day.
He stood up with a blushing face, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. He didn't intend to ask this person's opinion anymore. Anyway, he would say that whatever he did was delicious.
After eating, he helped Han Qian go to the bedroom for a lunch break. His leg still didn't seem to have fully recovered. When he stood up, the weight of his whole body was on his left leg. Lin Muchuan felt distressed every time he saw it.
With his help, Han Qian lay down on the bed, watched him cover himself with the quilt and then turned to go out, and hurriedly asked, "Where are you going, baby?"
"I don't take a lunch break today, I'm going down to watch TV." Lin Muchuan replied standing at the door, glanced at Heizi who was lying beside the bed, and said with a smile, "Let Heizi sleep with you here for a while, okay?"
Han Qian hung down a hand and fiddled with Heizi's soft fur ears a few times by the bed, nodded and let him go down with extreme reluctance.
Even though the two of them are sticking together every day, he still doesn't want to be separated from Xiao Zhan for a moment, and he is not bored at all.
In terms of feelings, he really loves Lin Muchuan a lot, it is the kind of love and possessive desire that he wants to bind each other tightly and be together forever and ever.
Lin Muchuan went downstairs, stood in the living room and looked up at the closed door of the bedroom on the second floor. He didn't see the person inside coming out, and then sat on the sofa and dialed a certain communication number.
It wasn't until noon the next day that Han Qian realized that something was wrong with him.
"Baby, up to now, you have asked to be alone seven times, and you have been sneaky to answer and dial eleven times." Han Qian sat on the sofa and looked at him with a dark face, and counted with him with his fingers.
"Yes...is there?" Lin Muchuan lowered his eyes and touched his nose, then shook his head slightly, "It's communicating with my mother."
"Lie." Han Qian was able to expose him without even thinking, and stared at him deeply, "When you feel guilty, you like to touch your nose... Yes, that's right."
"..." Lin Muchuan paused, and quickly withdrew his guilty little hand.
"Tell me, what are you hiding from me?" Han Qian picked up the coffee on the coffee table, tapped the bottom of the cup with his finger, and lowered his head to take a sip when he didn't feel it was hot, looking at ease like the emperor caring about his concubine .
"It's nothing..." Lin Muchuan was still thinking about how to answer him just now, when suddenly the emergency alarm rang, and he stood up in a hurry and went to the bathroom to answer the communication.
It's like this again... hide and hide...
Han Qian clenched the handle of the coffee cup with his fingers, and his eyes became darker.
It just so happened that Bian Cheng came here to visit him today when he was free, and Han Qian asked him as a military adviser: "Bian Cheng, do you think there is something wrong with Madam?"
Standing next to him, Bian Cheng was searching for gossip in his brain in an empty state. Hearing his words, he was refreshed, thought carefully and nodded: "I think."
"He's been avoiding me for the past two days, and he doesn't know who he's in contact with behind my back." The more Han Qian thought about it, the more he felt a sudden weight on the top of his head.
After listening to his description, Bian Cheng frowned slightly, and expressed his doubts that he didn't dare to doubt: "Madam won't...is...is there someone outside?"
With a bang, Han Qian put the cup in his hand heavily on the coffee table, and the warm coffee splashed out, staining the transparent glass of the coffee table in a mess.
"What's the matter?" Hearing the voice, Lin Muchuan rushed out, was startled when he saw the coffee liquid on the coffee table, and quickly ran to the kitchen to get a clean rag to wipe it off.
"I'm going out for a while and I'll be back soon. Do you have anything you want to eat? There's still a piece of beef at home. Maybe you can bring two bottles of red wine when you pass by the mall. Let's have red wine steak tonight..."
Lin Muchuan was wiping the table while talking, but was interrupted by Han Qian sternly: "Don't go!"
Lin Muchuan was taken aback by his suddenly accentuated tone, stopped his movements and turned to look at him in doubt: "What's wrong?"
"I said no." Han Qian's face darkened in an instant, and his whole body burned like a dynamite whose fuse had been pulled.
Lin Muchuan only thought that he was playing with his temper. The doctor said that this kind of seriously injured or ill person is likely to cause a violent temper, and asked his family to take care of his emotions.
Lin Muchuan handed the rag to the servant, then walked up to him, leaned over and held his chin lightly with both hands, lowered his head and pecked his lips: "I'll just go out for a while, and I'll be back soon, good boy."
Usually when he spoke in such a gentle and soft voice, Han Qian would always be very happy, but this time he couldn't be happy at all.
"I'm leaving." Lin Muchuan picked up his down jacket from the side, and walked out with a relaxed expression.
"Don't go! Come back!" Han Qian clenched his fists and smashed the sofa angrily, feeling that his hair changed color instantly.
If just now he looked like a leisurely emperor caring about his concubine, then now he is a crippled emperor who was abandoned by his concubine.
Lin Muchuan closed and pushed the door outside, in order to appease her husband who couldn't leave him for a moment, he pressed his lips lightly on the cold glass door to leave a lip mark, and then turned and left.
"..." Han Qian's face was about to turn black.
Biancheng was so shocked that he was frightened at the side to advise the crippled emperor: "Commander, why don't you...send a few people to follow Madam?"
"No need." Han Qian refused almost without hesitation, even though his face was still ugly, "I can't doubt him casually, I believe that Twilight only loves me, and I'm not angry at all."
"Yeah!" Bian Cheng nodded vigorously, looked at his hand that was slamming on the sofa and said friendly, "But Commander, did you tear the sofa?"
Lin Muchuan went out, and Lin Muchuan came back. It took a total of one and a half hours, and he did bring back a few bottles of red wine and a few extra pieces of beef.
An hour and a half... what can you do in an hour and a half?
Han Qian sat on the sofa with a sullen face and kept thinking wildly in his heart.
"Come and eat." Lin Muchuan finished his work in the kitchen and came to help him up to eat.
Han Qian stood up following the strength of his support, slumped down on him, put his head on his neck, and sniffed hard to smell the smell, like a person who judged if his kitten was looking for wild cats and dogs outside. Like a ferocious wolf dog.
Lin Muchuan hugged him tightly to stabilize the bodies of the two of them, his necks were itchy because of him, he smiled and pushed his dog's head away, and helped them walk to the dining table step by step.
The border town has already gone back, except for the soldiers, there are only the two of them left in the house, and there is a black dog who can't speak.
Han Qian thought that today's dinner would be steak, but it turned out to be an ordinary meal.
I can't say why, but I always feel that something is wrong with Lin Muchuan recently.Han Qian was absent-minded during dinner, usually he could eat several big bowls of meals cooked by his wife, but today, for the first time, he didn't even finish a bowl.
"Is it because what I cooked today is not delicious?" Lin Muchuan frowned slightly, biting the chopsticks in his mouth, depressed.
"No." Han Qian said these two words in a blunt tone, and then forced himself to finish the bowl of rice.
Life didn't seem to be any different. After dinner, Lin Muchuan helped him take a bath, then took hot water for him to soak his feet and massage his feet. After helping him, he started to tidy up himself.
After cleaning himself up, Lin Muchuan was cleaned up by Han Qian again.
Han Qian didn't know why he was particularly brave tonight, as if holding back his strength to prove something, there was an inexplicable anger of not admitting defeat.
It was finally over, it was already [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, and they 'worked' for more than four hours.
Lin Muchuan sniffed and wiped away the tears on his face, turned on the desk lamp and glanced at the man beside him who had fallen asleep, carefully removed his hand on his waist, stood up with his aching body and walked out lightly. Door.
The bedroom door opened and closed, and the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with a gloomy face.
Han Qian sat on the bed and tried to calm down for several breaths before putting on his clothes and getting out of bed. He walked to the door alone with unusually steady steps, opened the door and followed out calmly.
Hearing the sound of Lin Muchuan going downstairs, he stood in the corridor on the second floor and looked down. The living room was dark, there was no light at all, and he couldn't see anything clearly, except for the sound of his deliberately light breathing. , is the footsteps of Lin Muchuan.
His eyes darkened, and he walked down the corridor while holding onto the railing, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he couldn't help shouting in the middle of the walk: "Twilight."
"..." There was silence in the living room, Lin Muchuan didn't answer him, and he couldn't even hear the footsteps.
Han Qian became anxious for a moment, and ran downstairs in a hurry holding on to the railing, shouting in panic, "Mu!..."
Before another word could be uttered, the light in the living room was turned on, and the sudden glare made him close his eyes.
"Huh? Commander Han's leg recovered?"
Wang Tao's surprised voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Han Qian opened his eyes and looked over, only to see Wang Tao, Mu Yunxiang, Chu Chen and his wife, Song Fen and Bian Cheng standing together in a circle in the living room. His little wife was standing in a circle. Directly opposite, all of them gathered around a...cake?
The author has something to say: Han Qian:? ? ?What's with the cake?
Twilight:? ? ?Why did your legs get better all of a sudden?
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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
3 bottles of Jiliang; 2 bottles of Huahuajiang with biscuits; 1 bottle of Xiaoyue;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!