Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

As the saying goes, young people don't know what it's like to be sad. When you look up at a patch of sky the size of your palm, you feel like you've penetrated the world... Arrogance and self-confidence are a double-edged sword.

Wu Gui greeted everyone and drank wine, and the dormitory became lively again. A group of young people were talking and laughing, and chatting happily.

However, Jiang Shan stood alone at the corner of the dormitory building with his arms folded, his face blown by the night wind, which made him feel very energetic.

There were stars in the sky, and Jiang Shan chuckled calmly. Holding his cell phone, he hesitated and called Dongfang Qian.

Dongfang Qian, who was sitting on the bed, had a sad look on her face. The rhythm of her life these days seemed to have returned to her previous life track. She worked, rested, and dealt with company affairs every day... There were a lot of complicated and trivial things. However,

But I can never go back to the previous state of having no desires or desires and being indifferent.

People are slaves of habit. They have adapted to the days when Jiang Shan is by their side. Having a man who cares for and loves them, even when they are quarreling or angry, makes life more enjoyable.

However, suddenly this important pillar in life was missing, and it seemed that life suddenly became colorless. Even when I was busy, I always thought of Jiang Shan's stern face, his narrow look when he was teasing, and his witty attitude when he was cheating.

look……

After enduring it day by day, even with Murong Yueyan, Qi Xuan, and Lan Ting always by her side, Dongfang Qian still felt unhappy and unhappy...

When will days like this end? Sitting alone on the bed with a pillow in her arms, Dongfang Qian really wants to find someone immediately to wipe out all the foreign killers and mafia members who are watching covetously outside.

It was their following all day that made Jiangshan temporarily avoid the edge and leave his side.

This bastard, I don’t know if he’s been living well these days... I’m living alone, and I haven’t even called him back. Even if I just listen to his voice and tell him that I miss him and love him very much, that’s fine.

Well.

Send a text message to make her life more interesting! Dongfang Qian thought angrily. She really didn't want to go through such endless days, days of worrying about him all day long.

Sighing faintly, Dongfang Qian pursed her lips and pressed the pillow tightly into her arms.

Buzz...the vibrating sound of the mobile phone.

Dongfang Qian glanced at the mobile phone spinning on the bedside table in dismay, curled her lips, and thought, there is something wrong with the company again, right?

He leaned forward and pulled the phone over, looked down at it, an unknown number, an out-of-town number?

As if hope suddenly arose, Dongfang Qian felt that her heart beat a lot faster the moment she saw the phone number. The pounding heart seemed to vibrate the soft flesh of her chest, causing it to tremble slightly.

No...how could it be him? It must not be...will he remember to call himself?

Keeping telling herself that she is not the king, Dongfang Qian wanted to experience the sudden reversal, the transformation from despair to excitement.

"Hello……"

"Wife." Jiang Shan felt relieved for a while. Hearing Dongfang Qian's soft voice, Jiang Shan seemed to have all the depression and haze dissipated in an instant.

Dongfang Qian was stunned for two seconds, stretched out her hand, covered her mouth with all her strength, and began to sob. Tears rolled down her face. In an instant, all the depression, grievances, and longings disappeared like the tide.

"Husband, where are you...?"

"Not in T city." Jiang Shan said with a calm smile.

"Have you missed me?" Dongfang Qian asked with joy as tears still slid down her cheeks.

"What do you think...you don't want to have such a beautiful, lovely, gentle and virtuous wife at home?" Jiang Shan whispered, raising the corners of his mouth knowingly, and chuckled happily.

If such an expression were seen by anyone in the school, they would probably be shocked. Because since Jiang Shan entered this school, he has never smiled so knowingly, a smile from the heart.

A happy smile...

Dongfang Qian felt warm in her heart and kept nagging about the changes and situation in T city.

Jiang Shan just kept smiling and listening, adding a few words from time to time.

After chatting for a full twenty minutes, Dongfang Qian refused to let Jiang Shan hang up the phone.

"Husband, please stay with me and talk for a while, I can't sleep..."

"Can't sleep? Drive to your husband and he will hold you to sleep. Just in time, you can make up for the regrets of the wedding night." Jiang Shan joked.

I thought that Dongfang Qian would get angry, laugh and scold me, but I never thought that after two seconds of silence, Dongfang Qian asked shyly: "Is it far? If possible... I'll drive now."

"Uh..." Jiang Shan swallowed hard and smiled dryly.

If you drive now, you have to be there tomorrow at noon. However, once you come into contact with yourself, you may bring with you the killers who are coming for you and the restless factors from abroad.

Although Jiangshan is not afraid of their assassinations and sneak attacks, this incident is no longer just a personal incident. It involves too many things and cannot be done casually based on personal preferences.

"When the storm subsides this time, I will definitely rush back as soon as possible. I also want to hold you, kiss you, and love you..." Jiang Shan said softly in a low voice.

"Well..." Dongfang Qian responded obediently, feeling a little lonely.

"Honey, have you thought about it these days..." Dongfang Qian asked in a low voice, putting the pillow between her legs.

"What have you thought about?" Jiang Shan was stunned for a moment. Didn't he just finish saying that and miss her?

"You...you did it on purpose, right?" Dongfang Qian said angrily. She touched her face, which was red and hot.

Jiang Shan blinked hesitantly, uh, could it be possible...

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Jiang Shan took two breaths and let out a heavy sigh.

Dongfang Qian chuckled: "I tell you, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

"Huh? Tell me."

"I've thought about it too... It's all your fault. Every time I make others feel so happy and comfortable... In the past month or so, especially the few days after my eldest sister left, I can't help but think about being with you.

The way we do that together." Dongfang Qian tilted her head and leaned on the bed, holding the pillow tighter between her legs.

Jiang Shan only felt his breath tightening. Dongfang Qian... a stunning beauty like a lady, Dongfang Beauty. She usually behaves very appropriately, is slow and dignified, and is serious. She actually said to the phone,

Such a whisper that stimulates a man's nerves?

Did she... think about it?

"Honey, after you come back, I will definitely serve you well. It's up to you to play whatever you want, toss however you want..." Dongfang Qian said softly, her eyes full of tenderness as she looked out the window.

Jiang Shan's heart moved, and he laughed twice: "Just bear with it a little bit, it's really... If you can't do it, you can just rub it with your fingers."

"Huh? Rub it yourself?" Dongfang Qian blushed and asked stammering.

"Then what else are you going to do?" Jiang Shan was a little worried. Damn it, what if his wife couldn't bear the loneliness... Jiang Shan sniffed angrily, feeling a little uneasy.

This is not about a man's self-confidence, nor is it about doubting whether Dongfang Qian really loves her deeply. Physical taboos, physical stimulation and spiritual things are rarely completely coordinated. Especially,

If you are drunk...

"What are you thinking..." Dongfang Qian immediately understood the meaning of Jiang Shan's rhetorical question and asked dissatisfiedly.

Jiang Shan blinked his eyes in shock.

"Isn't it...you said this first?"

"I'm... hum, I won't talk to you anymore. Hang up." Dongfang Qian said angrily, and immediately hung up the phone. Angrily, she slammed the phone on the bed, and Dongfang Qian grabbed the somewhat disheveled

I pinched the pillow a few times, then pressed it on the bed and patted it vigorously.