Chapter 199: Alright, Unboxing

Chen Xun held An Yinan tightly, "Sigh! My girl, she doesn't even fully belong to herself."

An Yinan rolled her eyes amusedly, "My man, his life isn't even my own, so what if I don't belong to him?"

Chen Xun was stunned for a moment, actually left speechless!

The glib tongue he had honed always seemed to be no match for his own wife.

"You sharp-tongued little girl." Chen Xun smiled dotingly and rubbed her little face.

She seemed to be shooting up this year; the chubby baby fat from before had faded away, her height was increasing, and the parts of her body that should be developing were likely still continuing to do so.

An Yinan raised an eyebrow, "You chose this yourself, looks like there's no returning it."

Watching her quirky and eccentric appearance, Chen Xun turned over, lay on his side next to her, and then lowered his head to kiss the little mouth he could never win an argument against; it was sweet and carried a faint scent of Chinese medicine.

As soon as he pulled away, An Yinan glared at him fiercely, "Chen Xun, you have no martial virtue!!!!"

Chen Xun smiled, "I just wanted to call you Nan Nan-er."

Nan Nan-er...

Even though it wasn't their first time sharing a bed, An Yinan's already fair skin instantly turned a faint shade of pink.

Chen Xun looked at his wife's appearance, gently pecked at her fingers, then her arms, shoulders, neck, and finally landed on her earlobe.

With the tip of his tongue, he gave a light lick, and An Yinan felt a jolt of electricity streak through her body.

Chen Xun looked at the blinking Nan Nan-er and gave another light lick.

These past two days, he had discovered that his wife's ears were exceptionally sensitive.

Even if he whispered in her ear, she would unconsciously blush.

"Nan Nan-er~" Chen Xun whispered in her ear, pouring out his passion in this moment~

An Yinan whispered softly, "Mm."

Chen Xun licked her earlobe again, then kissed her nose tip, her forehead, and finally landed on that little mouth he could never win an argument against.

"Nan Nan-er." Chen Xun lifted his head, saw his wife lost in passion, and called out softly.

An Yinan looked up in confusion; at this moment, her brain was already filled with mush, and she was a bit dazed, unlike her usual quirky and eccentric self.

Chen Xun let out a muffled laugh, the laughter filled with affection and desire.

"What should I do with you?" As Chen Xun finished speaking, he had already kissed her lips.

A pair of mandarin ducks in the quilt for a night of union, a pear tree flower pressing down on a crabapple. — "Playfully Gifted to Zhang Xian" by Su Shi

The next day, Chen Xun packed up An Yinan's things and sent her to the Yun Family.

He was not at ease with her living in the courtyard by herself.

On the morning of the third day, Chen Xun got up. An Yinan, who had been sleeping soundly, woke up with a start. Looking at the man rising, she acted like a spoiled child for once, "Hug."

Chen Xun turned around and hugged her, "Why are you awake at this hour?"

An Yinan looked up, "Just a two-minute hug."

Yes, it could only be a two-minute hug; he was a soldier, and he was about to board a train to rush toward his own battlefield.

Two minutes later, the two let go.

"Safe travels."

"Waiting for your return."

The two spoke at the same time, looked at each other, and their eyes were full of smiles.

"I'm off." Chen Xun shouldered his military backpack and left without looking back.

He didn't dare to look back...

After Chen Xun left, An Yinan suddenly felt that everything around her had gone quiet. The person who stayed by her side every day had left, and even the air felt silent and empty.

But her time of quiet was very short; that afternoon, Fang Hong arrived at the Yun Family.

"Nan Nan, the mission is about to begin. Are you ready?" Fang Hong looked at her earnestly.

An Yinan smiled, "Do I even need to prepare?"

Fang Hong smiled helplessly, "Because this batch of materials is truly too confidential, 01 and 02 cannot complete it quickly, so we have to delay your time."

They were newlyweds, and if there were any other way, Fang Hong would not have disturbed their time.

Having just married, the two were forced to be separated.

An Yinan shook her head, "Second Aunt, our separation is for the sake of a better reunion."

Both have become the people they like; a hundred years later, no one will regret that their dreams from back then had a place to be told!

"So hurry up and issue the mission."

Fang Hong looked at An Yinan, a girl not yet twenty years old; she saw things too clearly and too realistically.

She didn't even want to deceive herself, nor was she willing to weave a beautiful fairy tale.

"Before issuing the mission, I must state that for these few days you can only stay in this room. There will be people from the Compilation Bureau guarding outside the door until you complete your mission," Fang Hong said solemnly.

The Compilation Bureau had no choice; this batch of translation tasks involved too much.

An Yinan nodded, "Meals and washing up, all here?"

"Yes, you can open the door at any time to tell them what you want to eat. The Compilation Bureau will hire the best chefs to cook, and they will send it to you once it's ready," Fang Hong nodded.

Although they were restricting An Yinan's personal freedom, they could provide the highest material treatment.

An Yinan raised an eyebrow; this... how should she put it? To others, they might be suspicious or angry.

But for her, this was the best way.

After all, when she translated, she often forgot the time.

This way, no one would disturb her, and no progress would be delayed.

"Okay." An Yinan nodded; she simply couldn't refuse this mission.

"Mission duration: thirty days. It can only be finished early, not overtime," Fang Hong looked solemnly at An Yinan.

An Yinan thought for a moment, "At a normal translation speed, can it be completed?"

Before accepting the mission, she was not allowed to browse through confidential materials at will.

Fang Hong nodded, "It should be possible."

"Should?" An Yinan looked at Fang Hong; this was not something her second aunt would usually say, and it was very likely that this batch of materials had other issues.

"In this batch of materials, there is not only English, but also Japanese and Korean. I know you have dabbled in them, but I don't know the extent of your proficiency, so I said it should be possible." Fang Hong was not certain.

Upon hearing this, An Yinan breathed a sigh of relief; so it was just a matter of languages, that would be easy to handle.

Previously, she had borrowed many books from the Compilation Bureau under the pretext of learning languages, just to leave behind a record of study so that when she translated the materials, it would be more justifiable.

As it happened, she knew all these languages.

After all, she was someone who had passed the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' eight-language proficiency test; let alone the degree of mastery, she could translate them in real-time.

"I accept the mission. When does the time start counting from?" An Yinan asked.

Fang Hong waved her hand, and the people behind her then brought over the Password Cases; there were a full six Password Cases, and this was just the original material—if the translated materials were added, it would likely require twelve Password Cases for storage.

"The time starts from now. Do you need to rest?" Fang Hong asked.

An Yinan shook her head, "No need."

With Chen Xun's departure, the surroundings were too quiet, and she needed a large amount of work to compensate for this quietness.

She also wanted to finish this mission early and then return to the Northeast Camp.

"Good, open the cases." At Fang Hong's command, the six people carrying the Password Cases moved in unison, quickly opening the Password Cases.

Afterward, they turned the Password Cases to face An Yinan.