Chapter 1511: Standing Up for You

Yang Yunhai stood in front of the bed, looking at the little lump at the edge of the bed trying its best to erase its own presence, and he kind of wanted to laugh.

This silly girl.

Did she really think that by wrapping herself up over there, he wouldn’t be able to see her?

Yang Yunhai stood there and chuckled, and then he saw that lump under the covers seem to tremble a little.

Ai...

Yang Yunhai let out a sigh.

They say a little separation is better than a new marriage, but he’d gone at it too hard, so he’d scared the little girl.

Yang Yunhai shook his head and lay down on the bed.

"Silly girl." He fished her out from under the quilt and pulled her into his arms. "I’m sorry."

Eh?

Gu Lingling had originally planned to keep pretending to be asleep, but when she heard that, there was no way she could sleep.

The one who clearly made the mistake was her, so why was he apologizing?

"I’m sorry." Yang Yunhai kissed her lightly. "Go to sleep, I won’t touch you tonight."

What’s this?

"Really?" Gu Lingling looked at him, her eyes shining.

"But if you keep seducing me like this, I can’t promise I’ll be able to hold back later." Yang Yunhai muttered.

Gu Lingling, "..."

She was so startled she hurriedly clamped her hand over her mouth.

What did she say?

She hadn’t said anything, hadn’t done anything, right?

How was she seducing him?

But in the end she didn’t dare say anything more.

"Stop moving around." Yang Yunhai said, his face dark.

"But... then can you not hold me?" Gu Lingling asked weakly.

Holding her this tight wasn’t that just making it worse?

"Do you want me to act like I’ve got no wife even though I do?" Yang Yunhai said hoarsely. "Wife, from our wedding till now, this is the first time."

After all this time together.

"You’ll be leaving again in a few days."

His voice had a bit of grievance in it, actually giving Gu Lingling the feeling of a resentful woman deep in the boudoir.

"Then when I get the New Year break I’ll come back again." Gu Lingling really couldn’t stand him talking like this, and hurriedly said, "We should get our break a bit before New Year, I’ll come over again then."

"Didn’t you say you might not be able to go home for New Year this year? Then let’s spend New Year here, okay?"

Yang Yunhai was a key leader; normally he couldn’t take leave and go home for New Year.

It had always been like that before—he rarely went home for the holiday.

Last year he’d gone home once, then had to go out on a mission, so this year he had to stay on base.

"Really?" Yang Yunhai suddenly raised his upper body and looked at her.

"I actually don’t want to be apart from you for too long either," Gu Lingling said softly. "Besides, you’re so good at attracting people’s affection—if I don’t keep a close eye on you, how would that work?"

The last few words were very quiet, but who was Yang Yunhai? Even at a distance he’d hear them, let alone now when they were practically pressed together.

"No need to keep a close eye. I’ll always be yours." Yang Yunhai said with a smile.

Then he kissed her again. "I love it when you keep me on a tight leash."

Gu Lingling, "...But what if I cause trouble for you?"

"Cause trouble as you like." Yang Yunhai pinched her nose dotingly. "If the sky falls, your Brother Yang will hold it up for you."

"What if my program for the Spring Festival Gala this time ends up making you lose face?" She’d actually been wanting to ask this for a while.

It was said that Han Ting’s performance failed last year, and even though her husband Zhang Chaogang was usually henpecked, he still scolded her for it.

Gu Lingling really wasn’t sure—if she embarrassed Yang Yunhai, what would she do?

After all, Yang Yunhai was way more famous than Zhang Chaogang.

And, just like those other military wives said, could this kind of man ever not care about his face?

They were all the type who cared a lot about saving face.

"You won’t." Yang Yunhai said. "Just look at who my wife is. How could she compare to you?"

That "she" should be referring to Han Ting, right.

Gu Lingling thought.