Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 429 - 296 Accidental Discharge

Chapter 429: Chapter 296 Accidental Discharge

Towards the second watch, by before dawn, the text will be revised and can probably be uploaded in about an hour.

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"If you keep this up, I’m going to execute you on the spot!" Zhou Mikang muttered as he rolled off Chuxia, his chest heaving violently...

"Tsk!" Chuxia retorted with a middle finger, "If you can’t keep the promises you made, I will forever despise you. First with our son and daughter, then with our son, daughter, grandsons, granddaughters, great-grandsons, great-granddaughters, and on and on, with all descendants together, I will despise you, and so on..."

"Stop!" Zhou Mikang hurriedly interrupted her, "How many years do you plan on living?"

Chuxia tilted her head, pretending to ponder for a moment, then held up two fingers and three fingers: "Just two or three hundred years, I guess. Any more than that and I wouldn’t want to live; I’d be cursed as an old blight."

Her delicate skin glistened like milk, her bright red lips puckered slightly, her eyes sparkling... Zhou Mikang forcibly dragged his gaze away and took a few quick steps into the bathroom.

Chuxia first smiled triumphantly, then scrunched up her face in distress. Oh no, she wanted to discuss going back to her hometown with him; how had she managed to drive him into the bathroom?

When Battalion Commander Tongzi calmed down and came out of the bathroom, he saw his little wife curled up into a ball under the blanket, staring at him with a face as wrinkled as a bun, "What’s wrong?" he asked, bemused, "After scoring a bargain, shouldn’t you be gleefully rejoicing? Could it be you’ve had a pang of conscience and are reflecting on yourself?"

"I want to go home."

"Aren’t you at home right now?"

Chuxia pouted: "Don’t play dumb with me; you know what I mean."

"I don’t," Battalion Commander Tongzi continued to feign ignorance.

"I’m talking about accompanying my parents back to my hometown. I must see them off. If you don’t have time, I’ll go on my own. In any case, I can’t let them go back by themselves."

"Can you solve the problem by going back yourself?" Zhou Mikang slid under the blankets and into bed, wrapping his arms around her, his large hand absent-mindedly caressing her head.

Chuxia felt a surge of sadness welling up in her eyes, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill: "Yes."

"Alright, then you go back," Zhou Mikang patted her, "If there’s nothing else, let’s sleep."

Chuxia bit her lip: "I’m going back to work tomorrow."

Zhou Mikang readily agreed: "Okay."

"Time to sleep." Chuxia, acting on a grudge, shook off his embrace and curled up again. Soon after, the sound of Battalion Commander Tongzi’s chuckles came from behind her. Biting her teeth in anger, she forced herself to fall asleep, but the more she wanted to sleep, the harder it became, and tears of resentment kept spilling out.

As a modern new woman of the 21st century, why should she take this lying down?! Marrying him meant he should accompany her back to her maiden home, right? Not only was he not accompanying her, but he also looked down on people! She couldn’t take it anymore!

She sat up suddenly without giving Battalion Commander Tongzi a chance to react, her fists pounding relentlessly on him: "I’ll let you laugh, I’ll let you laugh! Laugh one more time, you bastard! Marrying you wasn’t so you could take delight in my troubles! Going back to my maiden home with me is a must; no slacking off!"

Laughing, he caught her hands, his eyes brimming with mirth: "Hey hey, let’s talk this out nicely."

"I don’t want to talk nicely!" She wriggled her body, "You were the one who wanted to marry me, so you have to be responsible for your actions. I’ve solved your problems, and you have to solve mine too.

People live for their reputation, trees for their bark; You won’t give face to my parents, I won’t give face to you. I’ll make others think that you have terrible taste, marrying a shrewish country girl, and make you lose face completely!"

Zhou Mikang struggled to contain his laughter, nodding: "Alright, alright, you’re the shrew."

"You’re the shrew!" Chuxia tried to twist away and pull her hands free, but couldn’t.

"Isn’t that what you just said? If you want to play the role of the shrewish country girl, why be like this, child?"

"You’re the child!" Chuxia glared at him hatefully, "Let go of me, or I’ll start yelling."

"Go ahead," Zhou Mikang nodded, "Yell however you think is good; I won’t mind."

"I..." Chuxia froze, her face then turning bright red, "Scoundrel!"

"How am I a scoundrel?" Zhou Mikang’s face was all smiles while his grip tightened, pulling her snugly into his embrace, "Let’s sleep."

"You..." Chuxia asked through gritted teeth, "Are you going to accompany me back home or not?"

"What do you think?"

Suddenly, Chuxia found this insistent pleading meaningless; her struggle faded to nothing, and her head drooped down, her voice muffled, "Whatever."

Seeing her like this, Zhou Mikang felt an inexplicable tightness in his heart and was also somewhat disappointed. She didn’t trust him. "How could I not accompany you back?" He soothed her back with his hand, "Don’t worry, I won’t let you face the difficulties alone."

"You..." Biting her lip, Chuxia turned around to look at him seriously, "Suppose, I mean just suppose, if a girl was pestering you persistently, wanting to be with you, what would you do?"

"Heard any gossip?" Zhou Mikang’s brow furrowed; he sensed that his young wife’s mood was off tonight, and sure enough, there was a reason.

"No." Chuxia shook her head, then recounted the story of accompanying Zhou Xiangping to find Jiang Xue, concluding with a summary, "Ye Meiru can’t stop thinking about you, and Jiang Xue can’t stop thinking about Liao Hui either. With so many women like this, I need to be mentally prepared."

"Prepare for what?" Zhou Mikang flicked Chuxia’s forehead with his finger, "Keep fantasizing, and see if I don’t spank you!"

"Hooligan!"

"Seems like you’re not comfortable unless I play the hooligan."

Before Chuxia could react, Zhou Mikang had flipped her on the bed and pinned her down, after which she felt a prickling on her lips—it was his stubble. Before she could resist, his soft tongue had already pried open her teeth and ventured inside... She really wanted to bite down hard, but somehow, she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Gradually, her body went limp, and her arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck. The thumping of a heartbeat, so loud it hurt her ears, she couldn’t tell if it was his or her own...

"Chuxia..." He called softly.

He had never spoken to her so gently before; unconsciously, she responded lazily. Little did she know, this further ignited his passion. His lips moved downward to her neck, roaming, then to her ear, "Let me hold you, okay?"

"Hm?" Chuxia’s mind was dizzy and swollen; she felt she should stop him, but at the same time, she was reluctant to let go of this unfamiliar sensation, just looking at him in a daze... This docile appearance was simply an encouragement...

Zhou Mikang knew that if he continued, keeping his promise would be the tough part for him, but he couldn’t stop. A twenty-seven-year-old normal man, it would be strange if he could stop.

The key point was, she was his lawful wife, he didn’t want to stop.

His fingers fumbled with the buttons of her nightgown, trembling as he undid them, one, two... The snow-white peaks burst forth. Chuxia was about to cover herself with her hands when she felt warmth on her chest; he had already taken the cherry tip into his mouth, his tongue circling around it, while one hand grabbed the other, kneading it vigorously...

It all happened so suddenly, Chuxia was utterly shocked by her intense arousal. Not only did her body not resist, but it also welcomed it with uncontrollable eagerness. She could feel the stiff rod pressing against her, fear mingled with an indescribable anticipation in her heart. Was this sensation really as good as the books described?

Or perhaps she was inherently adventurous. She had to admit, if not for her bold teasing, Zhou Mikang wouldn’t have lost control. But why did she provoke him?

Was it because she saw Jiang Xue today and wanted to cement this relationship?

Chuxia was startled by her own thought and as she felt his hand moving lower, alarm bells sounded in her mind; her hands tightly clutched the waistband of her pants, "Zhou Mikang!"

"Hmm?" His voice was husky and magnetic.

Doing this now, it’s unethical, right? It was she who had caused the trouble first, and now forcefully pushing him away... She was his lawful wife... As various thoughts flashed through her mind, hesitating over what to do, he had already stopped what he was doing, laying down beside her and pulling her tightly into his embrace, "I’m sorry."

"No... don’t be." Chuxia was both embarrassed and ashamed; embarrassed by her previous loss of composure, and ashamed by her seduction. How could she do such a thing!

"I want to tell you, no matter what happens, you have to believe in me. I would rather hurt myself than hurt you."

Zhou Mikang’s breathing was still rapid, but he really controlled himself from causing further chaos on her body, and just this endurance alone was admirable.

In fact, given her state just now, it would have been easy for him to take her forcefully; after all, she did not have a strong aversion to him. She couldn’t even understand why herself.

"Zhou Mikang, have you fallen in love with me?" Chuxia hesitated for a while before asking.

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Really."

"For the rest of your life?"

"For life!"

Then... she actively reached for his hand and placed it on her chest, "Then take me."

He visibly tensed up, "Chuxia, do you love me?"

"..."

"I want you to fall in love with me."

"..."

"And to fall in love with me as fast as possible."

Chuxia was at a loss; could such a thing even be controlled? But, was she feeling a bit of love towards him? Otherwise, why would she not only not dislike his advances but also somewhat long for them?

After a long pause, Chuxia spoke faintly, "My eighteenth birthday is coming up soon."

He tightened his arm around her, his mouth quietly curling into a silent smile. In a month and a half, it would be her birthday... (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)