It was too cold in the car. Even if Qin Yuanzheng had some romantic thoughts in his heart, he didn't dare to act on them at this moment.
He was afraid the little girl would freeze.
So, the two of them quickly grabbed their things and returned home.
Warmed by the heating in the house, Qiao Lanshu immediately felt her numb legs and feet come back to life.
Qiao Lanshu took off her coat and scarf herself, stood on her tiptoes, and hung her clothes on the wall.
Then, when Qin Yuanzheng put the rice and sweet potatoes in the kitchen and walked to the door to take off his clothes, Qiao Lanshu took the initiative to take his coat and said, Brother Zheng, let me help you.
Qin Yuanzheng: ...
The little girl's Brother Zheng was so sweet and lingering. He didn't know if it was because of his own impure thoughts, but why did he feel his whole body burning up just from her calling him brother?
He took off his overcoat, then his jacket, and immediately after, he took off his shirt, leaving only an undershirt on.
The muscles under the undershirt were bulging, and his two arms were thick and powerful.
He just stood there, watching his petite little wife standing on her tiptoes, trying hard to hang his clothes for him.
His eyes were fixed on Qiao Lanshu, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He didn't help, just watched his little wife struggle to hang his clothes properly.
He thought to himself, Comrade Xiao Qiao is really cute. How could her personality be so good? After spending the day together, she had almost no temper at all.
Qiao Lanshu finished hanging the clothes, and when she turned around, she saw Qin Yuanzheng's thick arm reach over and press against the wall behind her.
Qin Yuanzheng leaned in, trapping her there with both arms. His whole body radiated heat, incredibly hot and restless.
Right in front of Qiao Lanshu's eyes was Qin Yuanzheng's chest, and behind her was the wall. She realized, was she being pinned against the wall by Qin Yuanzheng?
Qin Yuanzheng lowered his head, looking at her flushed little face. He didn't speak, just slowly leaned closer to her.
As he approached, he also watched Qiao Lanshu's reaction.
If Qiao Lanshu showed a panicked or disgusted expression, he would stop immediately.
But Qiao Lanshu didn't. She just blushed, looking at Qin Yuanzheng with a bit of surprise and shyness.
It wasn't until Qin Yuanzheng was right in front of her that she shyly closed her eyes.
Qin Yuanzheng looked down at her, reached out to rub her hair, and then suddenly leaned in and kissed her.
Everything was because he couldn't help himself.
He found that when facing Qiao Lanshu, he couldn't control his desires at all.
He had originally thought that the little girl was still young and didn't understand these matters between men and women.
He could take it slow, cultivate their feelings first, and then proceed step by step.
In short, he couldn't be impatient.
But now, he couldn't wait at all.
He just wanted to stick with her every day, kiss her, bite her, or, like some kind of mortise and tenon joint, forcefully bully her.
Qiao Lanshu was a little out of breath. Her face was flushed red, and her body was too soft to stand.
Qin Yuanzheng suddenly picked her up, like carrying a child. Qiao Lanshu was stunned.
She lay on his shoulder with a red face and whispered, Brother Zheng, you, put me down, I can walk by myself.
Qin Yuanzheng didn't want to let go; he just wanted to hold her.
He buried his head in Qiao Lanshu's neck, took a deep breath, and asked in a hoarse voice, Comrade Xiao Qiao, marrying me, you really won't regret it, right?
Qiao Lanshu nodded. Of course I don't regret it.
Qin Yuanzheng felt very bitter in his heart because of his infertility.
He couldn't give Qiao Lanshu a child.
Qiao Lanshu was 11 years younger than him. If he passed away before her in the future, what would she, a weak woman, do?
Without a child to accompany her, even if he left, he wouldn't be at peace.
Qin Yuanzheng carried Qiao Lanshu to the second bedroom. As soon as he sat down, the bed creaked.
Qin Yuanzheng: ...
The fierce desire in Qin Yuanzheng's heart that was about to be unleashed suddenly cooled down a bit.
Holding Qiao Lanshu, he whispered, This bed still won't do. First thing tomorrow morning, I'll go hire someone to build a heated brick bed.
What else could Qiao Lanshu say? She could only blush and nod.
Her lips were a bit swollen, looking red and a little pitiful.
As Qin Yuanzheng looked at her, his eyes grew even deeper.
He pressed Qiao Lanshu onto the bed and kissed her endlessly.
The difference in their body size and height was too great; Qiao Lanshu had no room to resist at all.
She could only let him do whatever he wanted.
Even though the two of them didn't do anything but kiss, the bed kept creaking, as if they were engaging in some intense exercise.
About half an hour later, Qin Yuanzheng released Qiao Lanshu and whispered, Rest for a while. I'll go cook some rice for you.
At this moment, Qiao Lanshu was already having trouble breathing. She looked at Qin Yuanzheng with red-rimmed eyes and nodded.
Qin Yuanzheng reached out, rubbed her hair, and whispered, Good girl.
Then, burning with heat, he took off his undershirt and headed to the kitchen to cook, looking back at her with every step.
At the same time, he was still thinking, no, tomorrow he must quickly get the heated brick bed built.
He suspected that the effects of the drug Wang Huiping had given him still hadn't worn off.
Spending these past two days with Comrade Xiao Qiao, he had held back until he could hardly take it anymore.
After eating, the two slept in the same bed again. This time, Qin Yuanzheng didn't pretend to be a gentleman anymore.
As soon as he got into bed, he pulled Qiao Lanshu into his arms and kissed her.
An older man nearing thirty was like an old house catching fire; once it started, it was out of control.
He bullied his delicate and soft little wife in his arms until her eyes were filled with tears, her body was completely weak, and she was crying and begging for mercy.
Qiao Lanshu was completely dazed. Last night, when she took the initiative, she was scolded for messing around.
Why did Comrade Qin Yuanzheng suddenly get the idea tonight?
In the middle of the night, the exhausted Qiao Lanshu had long since fallen asleep.
Only her lips were still a bit red and swollen, and the corners of her eyes were red, looking as if she had been crying.
Qin Yuanzheng, however, didn't feel sleepy at all.
Holding Qiao Lanshu and staring at her sleeping face, the emotions in his heart swelled.
He really liked Comrade Xiao Qiao too much.
Fortunately, Comrade Xiao Qiao didn't marry anyone else; otherwise, he, who was slow to realize his feelings, would have regretted it to death.
...
Early the next morning, after making breakfast, he was the first to get up and go out to find a master to build the heated brick bed.
In the military compound, families with children would hire someone to build a heated brick bed, because sometimes the heating wasn't very good and the house was cold. Plus, the heating was turned off early in the season, so without a heated bed, children could easily catch a cold.
The master was also easy to find. Their neighbor Huang Erling's uncle was a bricklayer who was very skilled at building them. More than half of the heated brick beds in this military compound were built by him.
Early in the morning, Qin Yuanzheng found Battalion Commander Zhao Jiannong next door and asked him to go find Uncle Huang together.
Zhao Jiannong and Qin Yuanzheng came out of the building together. He occasionally looked at him with teasing eyes and smiled, saying, You're really something. A wooden bed isn't enough for you to toss around on, so you have to build a brick bed, huh?
