Qin Jian was finally satisfied. He gently picked up the two little chubby kids from An Hao’s arms and lovingly kissed them, "You little rascals, each one chubbier than the other. Your mom must have been exhausted carrying you both."
Ning Chenyang glared at his dad but said nothing.
Ning Chenguang pouted and uttered an incredibly simple sentence, "Daddy is bad!"
"You little rascal! But you’ve grown up and can speak now. Who taught you this!" Qin Jian glared at his two sons, pretending to be stern.
"Daddy is bad!" This ti, the little guys Ning Chenyang and Ning Chenguang said in unison.
An Hao almost bent over laughing, "Yangyang, Guangguang, give daddy a kiss. Daddy works very hard."
Qin Jian heard this and offered his cheek.
The two kids stretched out their chubby little hands, hugged Qin Jian’s cheeks, and gave him a smack, lting his heart.
"Sweethearts! How are we going to get ho!"
Qin Jian held the two children in front, striding forward.
An Hao followed behind him, her red dress fluttering like flas.
The orderly, Xiaoliu, carrying Qin Jian’s luggage, walked at the back, truly envious at the sight ahead.
He had seen many couples, but never had he seen a couple as loving as the commander and his wife.
The wind and snow grew heavier, and the world was a vast expanse of white.
Just as An Hao was getting colder in the car, it finally drove back to the military compound.
As soon as they entered, the indoors felt as warm as spring.
Zhang Yun and Ning Yibin hurried out from the kitchen, their faces blooming into smiles.
"Dad, Mom, I’m back." Qin Jian handed the kids to An Hao and saluted Ning Yibin and his mother.
"How’s the studying going over there?" As soon as father and son t, they jumped straight into work-related talk.
"It’s going well, no need to worry about ," Qin Jian replied.
"That’s good. Study well, study diligently. In the past, being able to ride a horse and fight ant you could lead. Though tis have changed, the essence remains the sa. Relying solely on brute force won’t work; an excellent leader must arm himself with knowledge."
"I understand."
"There will be opportunities; the military will send you out to study. Gaining more knowledge is beneficial."
Zhang Yun brought out dishes from the kitchen, noticing the father and son were again discussing military affairs, so she interrupted, "Let’s eat first! The New Year celebrations have just started; you two can chat slowly."
"Yes! We both listen to you."
The al was lively and warm; afterward, Ning Yibin and Zhang Yun took the two children to visit the Yan Family.
As soon as An Hao finished tidying up the dishes, Qin Jian grabbed her and headed upstairs without even letting her wipe her hands.
"Hey! Aren’t you being too impatient?" An Hao smiled helplessly.
"I’ve missed you for three months. I feel that unless I express it through action, you might not understand my longing," Qin Jian whispered, his husky voice carrying a sense of urgency.
"You’re making sound like a fool," An Hao glared at him, dissatisfied, "I find you increasingly sly with your sweet talk these days."
"That’s just for you alone."
Qin Jian kicked open the door and pressed An Hao onto the bed, showering her with kisses.
Before An Hao could catch her breath, he began undressing her.
The bed creaked, and waves of passion rolled on for a long while before settling down.
In the aftermath of bliss, An Hao buried her head in Qin Jian’s broad chest, softly pouring out her longing, "These past months have been so tiring, I wished you were by my side... Every night after work, lying in bed, I thought of you so many tis. You’re finally back!"
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