Chapter 69 Lu Linchuan Has Made a Meritorious Contribution (3/4)

That sky-blue polyester shirt is so beautiful! It must look dazzling on Su Wantang's fair skin. And that huge bag of White Rabbit candies—she had begged her father, Commander Zheng, countless times to get a few pieces, a rare treat, yet Lu Linchuan bought her the whole bag without hesitation!

Jealousy, like a venomous snake, gnawed at Zheng Nana's heart. She watched Lu Linchuan carefully protecting Su Wantang's back, the resentment in her eyes almost solidifying.

Su Wantang, you just wait. The happier you are now, the more painful you will be in the future.

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Back home, as soon as I pushed open the familiar courtyard gate, the faint fragrance of soil and fresh fruits and vegetables wafted towards me.

Lu Linchuan immediately spotted the neatly tended vegetable patch in the yard. The lush green vegetables, cucumbers glistening with dewdrops, and several tomato plants already beginning to turn red were thriving and full of life.

She took good care of their home while he was away.

Lu Linchuan felt a warmth in his heart and turned to look at Su Wantang, his eyes overflowing with praise and tenderness. "You did this? It's really good."

"I'm just killing time anyway." Su Wantang felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, so she took off her apron. "You sit and rest for a while, I'll go cook, it'll be quick."

She turned and went into the kitchen, skillfully washing rice and starting a fire. Her movements were light and quick, but Lu Linchuan noticed that her waist seemed a little fuller than before he left, and her eyes and brows had a touch of soft pregnancy glow.

His heart softened completely.

Dinner was a simple meal of two dishes and a soup. One of the dishes was scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a beautiful combination of red and yellow, with an enticing aroma. The tomatoes were sweet and juicy, and the eggs were smooth and tender, a delicious treat that Lu Linchuan had never tasted before.

“This tomato…” he picked up a piece, somewhat surprised, “tastes exceptionally good.”

Su Wantang smiled gently, "If you like them, eat a few."

Of course, she wouldn't tell him that the tomatoes were irrigated with spiritual spring water from her spatial spring, and even the water used for cooking was mixed with spiritual spring water. He had worked hard on this mission, and she wanted him to replenish his energy.

Lu Linchuan ate three large bowls of rice and finished the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

After dinner, Lu Linchuan cleaned up the dishes, and the two lay down on the bed. Lu Linchuan hugged her from behind.

His chest was hot, his strong arms were wrapped around her waist, his chin rested gently on her shoulder, and the familiar fragrance of her hair filled her nostrils.

"Wife," he said in a low, hoarse voice, with a hint of restraint, "I miss you."

Su Wantang's body went limp instantly. She could feel the tension in his body, the desire unique to adult men and women.

She turned around and tilted her head back to meet his lips.

The kiss was long and passionate, filled with the preciousness of something lost and found, and the long-suppressed longing. Lu Linchuan's hands began to wander, skillfully slipping under her clothes and caressing her warm skin.

Just as Su Wantang thought something was about to happen, his hand suddenly stopped and rested on her lower abdomen.

Even through the thin layer of clothing, he could almost feel the tiny, fragile life within him.

In an instant, all passion transformed into the deepest tenderness and carefulness.

He abruptly released her, his breathing still a little rapid, but his eyes were clear. He took a step back, widening the distance between them.

“I…” His Adam’s apple bobbed, his voice hoarse, “I’m afraid of hurting the child.”

Su Wantang's heart felt as if it had been gently brushed by a feather, a mixture of sourness and tenderness. This man, a ruthless and decisive commander on the battlefield, was as gentle as a spring pond in front of her and their child.