Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

The ointment took three hours to simmer, which was very labor-intensive. Meng Xiaoman applied it very carefully, not even missing the bumps and depressions of her knees, and evenly applied the ointment.

She did it seriously, but Xiao Xiangdong endured the pain. Her fingers seemed to carry an electric current, causing a tingling sensation wherever they touched.

Xiao Xiangdong couldn't even tell whether it was a real feeling in his legs or an illusion in his heart. In short, this numbness surged up from his legs to the critical point.

He reacted shamefully.

Xiao Xiangdong grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, covering the bulge, restrained his rapid breathing, and moved his eyes from the person in front of him to the dressing table diagonally in front of him.

There are not many things on the dressing table. There is a small bamboo basket that I made by myself. Next to the bamboo basket, there is a box of clam oil, which Meng Xiaoman uses to wipe her face and hands every day. Although her family earns some money from hunting, she never does much. I spent a lot of time on myself, not replacing the clam oil I had been using with a better cream.

Along with the clam oil, there was a wooden comb on the table. Meng Xiaoman's hair is very long and of good quality. It is black and smooth. When it is let down, the ends of the hair will hang down to her waist, making people want to touch her.

Xiao Xiangdong liked to watch her combing her hair. In order to make it easier to work, she usually pulled it up or braided it. It only becomes loose when you comb and wash your hair in the morning and evening.

The long hair as black as a waterfall contrasts with the beautiful face as fair as jade. The strong color contrast creates a seductive, serene and harmonious beauty.

Recalling the scene when she was combing her hair, Xiao Xiangdong found to his chagrin that the bulge under the corner of the quilt was not calm, but even more arrogant.

Even his breathing became rough and hot.

Meng Xiaoman was applying ointment to his thigh. When she heard his breathing became heavier, she raised her face and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Does it hurt?".

Xiao Xiangdong was looking at the corner of the room, changing his attention, when he suddenly heard her voice, his heart tightened, and he looked at her in panic, but the quilt under his hands was covering him tighter and tighter, "Huh? It doesn't hurt.".

As soon as the mute and low voice came out, both of them were a little startled.

The woman raised her beautiful face, revealing her white and slender neck, and looked at him with concern in her eyes. Her plump and red lips were slightly pouted, like a rose waiting to be picked.

Xiao Xiangdong's eyes couldn't help but darken.

From Meng Xiaoman's slightly raised perspective, one could see his throat rolling up and down as he spoke, his sharp jawline, and his eyes that were as dark as a deep pool and were about to suck you in.

Meng Xiaoman didn't understand the longing and desire in those eyes, but she felt that her consciousness was being snatched away by it. Her brain was no longer spinning, but her heartbeat was accelerating. The thumping sound was very close, as if she was there. Beside your eardrum. The two eyes were absorbed in looking at each other, and time seemed to have stopped.

The sound of something falling to the ground brought the two of them back to reality.

Meng Xiaoman discovered in panic that at some point, she had changed from squatting to half-crouching, and Xiao Xiangdong's handsome face, which was half a meter away, was right in front of her!

After reacting, Meng Xiaoman said "Ah~" and stood up suddenly. However, because she had been squatting for too long, her legs and feet were numb and she could not stand firmly. She staggered and fell on the person in front of her, Xiao Xiangdong.

When Xiao Xiangdong came back to his senses, he found that he almost lowered his head and kissed her. He was annoyed that he could not control himself. He was thinking about how to explain to avoid her displeasure, but he was suddenly thrown to the kang by the person in front of him.

"Yeah..., hiss."

Meng Xiaoman's lips, slightly parted by her exclamation, happened to cover Xiao Xiangdong's bulging Adam's apple. The teeth struck the sensitive cartilage of his Adam's apple, causing Xiao Xiangdong's whole body to feel like an electric shock, and he couldn't help but cry out.

The place under her body that she was trying to cover up felt like it was about to explode, as hard as a stone and bulging like a tent.

When Xiao Xiangdong's Adam's apple rolled, Meng Xiaoman had already moved her mouth, her face turned red, and her toes touched the ground. The scene in front of her was so embarrassing that she didn't know what to do for a moment, so she simply buried her head in Xiao Xiangdong's shoulder.

As decisive as an ostrich burying its head in the sand, there is a posture that is unwilling to pull out until death.

But there was something hard underneath her that was rubbing her lower abdomen, making her lie down uncomfortable. However, at this time, she no longer had the sense to think about what it was. The embarrassing moment just now kept replaying in her mind, making her wish she could die on the spot.

With the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, Xiao Xiangdong wanted to stay like this forever, but the condition of his lower abdomen kept challenging his endurance.

Xiao Xiangdong swallowed hard twice, took a long breath, and patted the person's back, "Did the plaster get on your clothes?"

Xiao Xiangdong's tone was calm, and what he said successfully diverted Meng Xiaoman's attention, "Ah, it's over." Meng Xiaoman quickly got up and accidentally pressed his left hand on Xiao Xiangdong, causing him to groan again.

"I'm sorry, I pressed you. Are you okay?" With that, Meng Xiaoman pulled back the corner of the quilt and took a look.

Xiao Xiangdong quickly stopped her, "It's okay, it's not pressed. My throat is just a little dry. Clear your throat." After saying that, as if to confirm what he said, he coughed twice more.

Meng Xiaoman didn't think much about it. The plaster not only got on her clothes, but also on the bed where Xiao Xiangdong slept. Meng Xiaoman looked at the mess and felt a little dizzy, "The clothes and the bed are all dirty."

"It's okay. Just change it after applying the plaster. I'll wash it tomorrow."

Meng Xiaoman nodded, "Yeah," and continued to apply the remaining plaster.

After applying the ointment, Xiao Xiangdong's body finally calmed down.

The embarrassing scene just now was still vivid in his mind. Meng Xiaoman didn't want to face Xiao Xiangdong, so he took the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" he bought before to pass the time.

It was difficult to clean the plaster after being left on for a long time. After changing the dirty clothes, Meng Xiaoman immediately took them and soaked them in a basin. Meng Xiaoman's black handprints were printed on Xiao Xiangdong's mattress and quilt. All I could do was remove the sheets and quilt.

Although it is already a spring night, it has been a bit cold in the past few days and the evenings are still a bit cool.

Xiao Xiangdong's bedding was stripped down to the cotton quilt, which was not easy to fit directly against the body, and there were not that many extra sheets and covers at home. The sheets and quilts used by both of them are cleaned and replaced on the same day when the weather is nice.

If I had known better when I went to the black market, I would have bought some cloth tickets and a few pieces of cloth, Meng Xiaoman thought to herself. But these are all things for later, what to do now is tonight. After thinking again and again, Meng Xiaoman finally said, "How about you squeeze in with me tonight?"

Seeing that she looked a little nervous, Xiao Xiangdong did not agree, "No, I'll change into clean clothes. It's time to dry the sheets and covers for today and tomorrow."

Hearing what Xiao Xiangdong said, Meng Xiaoman felt slightly relieved, but then she felt a little bit apologetic. The two had been married for so long, and Xiao Xiangdong always knew how to behave and respected her. Following her, the two of them never There was a dispute. But I was still wary of him in my heart.