Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Bai Jing was concise in her speech, and regardless of what she said, it seemed like she couldn't care less whether her next sentence would follow seamlessly from the last, speaking as the thoughts came to her without considering the feelings of others.

Frankly speaking, Fang Pingying did not enjoy chatting with her.

Or perhaps, she did not like Bai Jing as a person.

Her dislike was not just because of Bai Jing's arrogance, but also because she faintly felt that Bai Jing harbored an indescribable and vague affection towards Luo Zhiyong.

Today, as soon as Bai Jing started talking to her, the topic revolved incessantly around Luo Zhiyong—to the uninitiated, one might think Luo Zhiyong was Bai Jing's man.

Just think about it, no matter who it is, if you sense another woman might be coveting your own man, you wouldn't like her either.

Thus, after Bai Jing finished speaking that sentence, Fang Pingying did not continue the conversation and did not even bother with a perfunctory response, merely sitting in silence with her eyes slightly narrowed.

Bai Jing, who was sitting beside her, glanced at Fang Pingying and pulled a faint sneer.

It wasn't until Luo Zhiming was about to get off the bus and came over to greet her that she finally opened her eyes.

Luo Zhiming seemed to have seen her talking with Bai Jing from afar, and upon walking over, he noticed Bai Jing's beauty with a flash in his eyes, even making a point to greet Bai Jing.

Bai Jing's mindset was unclear, having just shown an extremely disdainful attitude towards Luo Zhiming, but at that moment, she gave Luo Zhiming a very light smile.

Seeing this, Luo Zhiming was momentarily stunned and stood there, until Fang Pingying called his name a few times and urged him to get off before he came to his senses.

At Luo Zhiming's stop, several people got off, and after everyone had disembarked, Fang Pingying saw a seat by the door and smoothly took it, no longer sitting with Bai Jing.

When it was time to head to the compound, Fang Pingying initially didn't plan to interact with Bai Jing, intending to go back to the compound alone.

But Bai Jing suddenly called out to her, "Sister Fang, let's go back to the compound together, after all, it's on the way."

Fang Pingying faintly nodded her head, stopped in her tracks, and waited for Bai Jing to walk together.

There's a saying that rings true: "Not a word more should be spoken when minds do not meet." Fang Pingying and Bai Jing walked the entire way in silence, a few minutes' journey from the bus station to the compound, and neither of them uttered a word.

Bai Jing seemed accustomed to this silence, walking quite comfortably.

But Fang Pingying felt extremely uneasy; being even slightly close to someone she disliked was a torment. Now, her feelings towards Bai Jing were as irked as seeing Xu He at home, reaching the peak of annoyance.

Fortunately, when they were still a distance from the entrance of the military unit, and Fang Pingying, no longer able to bear the atmosphere between them, was about to quicken her pace homeward, she suddenly heard the shout of Luo Zhiyong from not far away, "Pingying."

Fang Pingying looked up and saw Luo Zhiyong, with his tall figure, walking towards her from afar, the soft setting sun casting a glow on him that made him look more handsome than usual.

Fang Pingying was about to greet him with a gentle smile, but Bai Jing beside her beat her to it, "Camp Chief Luo, finished work?"

At that moment, Luo Zhiyong's entire attention was on Fang Pingying. He only glanced over at Bai Jing out of politeness, then tenderly smiled at Fang Pingying, "Yes, just finished work. I was thinking that my wife should be coming back by now, and was about to head to the bus station to meet her."

Bai Jing did not expect the usually stern and reticent Luo Zhiyong to be so considerate towards Fang Pingying, and frowned with a displeased expression.

Fang Pingying, standing aside, saw every reaction of Bai Jing's and grew more certain of her own suspicions: Bai Jing definitely harbored other feelings towards Luo Zhiyong.

And she seemed to not even want to hide it, as if she couldn't wait for her to know.

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Since that was the case, Fang Pingying no longer had anything to hold back in front of her.

She chuckled and gave Luo Zhiyong a teasing glance, standing right in front of him, tilting her head up to look at him, and softly said, "Silly, it's only a few steps away, no need for you to pick me up. Could I possibly get lost?"

Luo Zhiyong hadn't seen his wife for three days, and he really missed her. Fang Pingying's gentle voice made his heart go soft.

He looked at her with a gentle smile and reached out to take the items from her hands.

Although Luo Zhiming didn't speak, the indulgent smile he gave while looking down at her was bright enough to blind Bai Jing, who was standing aside.

Fang Pingying felt that Luo Zhiyong's performance today really pleased her, and deserved a good praise.

And she didn't like Bai Jing always staring at her Luo Zhiyong, so she took his arm and cheerfully said, "I'm hungry, let's hurry back to make some food. We're not like Sister Bai, who has Chef Zhou at home to cater to her food and drink."

Having said that, she didn't bother with Bai Jing and pulled Luo Zhiyong towards home.

Watching them from behind, Bai Jing's face twisted so much that even if her husband Zhou Guangsheng showed up at that moment, he might not recognize it was the usually dignified and elegant Bai Jing.

Fang Pingying and Luo Zhiyong went back home.

As soon as they entered the door, Luo Zhiyong put down the things in his hands, suddenly extended his arms to scoop Fang Pingying into his embrace, and then bent down to kiss her gently.

Fang Pingying was startled at first but then smiled slightly after realizing. Her man's kiss conveyed his longing for her over the past two days, and she felt the same way.

She stood on tiptoes to reciprocate the kiss, and the unease from people like Bai Jing and Xu He now surged in her heart, as if being in his arms was the most appropriate solution.

Kissing down her slender forehead and neck, Fang Pingying's body went slightly weak. When she was busy in the city, she didn't realize she missed him this much.

He held her waist, hugged her tightly, then carefully laid her down on the bed, and gently pressed on top of her.

Luo Zhiyong was very gentle this time and very patient. His lips wandered across Fang Pingying's body, leaving gentle kisses that made her toes involuntarily curl.

When he felt her body go completely limp, Luo Zhiyong gently entered her...

Afterwards, Fang Pingying lay in Luo Zhiyong's arms, too exhausted to move, and started to feel sleepy.

Luo Zhiyong kissed her forehead and whispered, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go cook it."

Fang Pingying was too tired to think about eating and snuggled into his embrace, looking up at him, "What did you eat these days when I wasn't home?"

Luo Zhiyong laughed, "Boiled noodles."

"You ate noodles all these days? Don't you know how to cook?" Fang Pingying frowned slightly, wondering why this usually diligent man failed to take care of himself.

"I'm alone, too lazy to fuss over it," Luo Zhiyong didn't care at all and then changed the subject, "How's the shop? Was Hong Lan there by herself today?"

"Fang Xiu and Zhiming didn't come back last night. Just now, Zhiming and I took the bus home together. Tonight, Xiu'er and Hong Lan are both in the shop," Fang Pingying said, "The shop will open tomorrow to sell pastries, we've made quite a few these past days." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)