Qiao Lanshu thought Qin Yuanzheng was just teasing her on purpose.
As it turned out, Qin Yuanzheng genuinely intended to put his words into practice!
After eating and taking a bath, the two got onto the kang bed, and Qin Yuanzheng immediately pinned Qiao Lanshu against it.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Just lie down, I will serve you."
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
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The older man was truly relentless when it came to tossing her around. After this experience, Qiao Lanshu was not only afraid when she saw Qin Yuanzheng's rough fingers, but she was even scared when she looked at his mouth.
The next morning, while Qin Yuanzheng was eating porridge, he slurped down half a bowl in one go, making Qiao Lanshu's heart palpitate with fear as she watched.
No wonder last night he was so...
Qin Yuanzheng finished the bowl of porridge in two gulps, picked up a soft cornmeal bun, and took a vigorous bite. He looked up to see Qiao Lanshu staring at him with lingering fear, her face flushed red.
He raised an eyebrow, walked over, sat beside her, and asked, "What's wrong? Has the swelling not gone down yet?"
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
Qiao Lanshu looked at his mouth. His lips were thin, surrounded by stiff stubble, and there was a tiny black mole near his mouth.
Thinking of something, she reached out and touched his chin. The stubble was very prickly, making the palm of her hand tingle. Blushing, she withdrew her hand, not daring to recall last night's experience.
Qin Yuanzheng knew she was just being shy.
He loved seeing his little wife blushing and shy; this look of hers truly made him love her to death.
The more he looked at his wife, the more he liked her, and the more he loved her.
He felt that she was fragrant and soft everywhere, just like the soft bun in his hand, making him constantly want to take a bite out of her.
Sitting beside her, his tall and sturdy body squeezed his little wife right into the corner of the sofa.
He smiled and asked, "How did it feel last night? Did you like it?"
Qiao Lanshu glared at him with a red face. Her gaze could not help but fall on his mouth and that prickly stubble again. She quickly lowered her head and said, "I didn't like it. You are not allowed to do that again."
It truly tortured her to death; she simply could not handle it.
Qin Yuanzheng stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth in one bite. He chewed while recalling the events before saying, "That's not right. Weren't you quite excited last night? I saw you finish several times."
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
Although there was nothing wrong with a married couple communicating about these things afterward—after all, as husband and wife, they could certainly discuss such intimate matters.
However, even though Qiao Lanshu considered herself quite open-minded, when it came to Qin Yuanzheng, she was still scared into fleeing in panic.
She put down the porridge in her hands and said somewhat angrily, "Brother Zheng, how do you have the nerve to bring this up! You, you... why did you even spank me."
Qiao Lanshu had been completely stunned at the time, and her tears had just fallen.
Qin Yuanzheng even said something about wanting to make her happy.
She was crying, so how did that have anything to do with being happy?
Didn't he know that his hands were full of calluses and his bones were very hard?
Qiao Lanshu was truly a little angry this time, but even when she was angry, her words were not fierce and sounded soft and gentle. Qin Yuanzheng genuinely hadn't known she was angry at the time.
Moreover, her reactions really showed that she liked it.
Qin Yuanzheng scratched his head and softly coaxed her, "Alright, I know I was wrong. I'll pay more attention next time."
He would control his strength and also comfort her a bit.
Then, he touched his stubble again and said to Qiao Lanshu, "Should I also shave my beard?"
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
Qin Yuanzheng smiled as he looked at her. "Wife, what do you say? Do you think I should shave it clean, or keep it? What kind do you like? I'll listen to you."
Qiao Lanshu swatted him again and said, "It's up to you, don't ask me."
Saying that, she stood up, angrily preparing to leave.
Qin Yuanzheng smiled and reached out, pulling his petite little wife into his arms in one smooth motion.
He planted a loud kiss on her cheek and then said, "Alright, on a serious note, do you want me to apply some medicine for you?"
Qiao Lanshu reached out to push his face away. His beard was too prickly, causing a numb and painful sensation that was very uncomfortable.
Blushing, she whispered, "There's no need. A whole night has passed, it's already healed."
Qin Yuanzheng was somewhat surprised. Looking at her, he asked in a low voice, "Is it really healed?"
He muttered under his breath, "So magical, it healed on its own?"
As he spoke, he placed Qiao Lanshu back onto the sofa and started to pull at her clothes, saying, "Are you being shy again and too embarrassed to tell me? Let me see. I'll only be at ease if I inspect it myself."
After all, he had to exercise every day, and he still needed to continue his exercise today.
If Qiao Lanshu didn't heal quickly, how could he start? He couldn't just be expected to hold it in.
The older man simply couldn't endure it at all.
Qiao Lanshu had no choice but to let him examine her.
After Qin Yuanzheng finished his inspection, he suddenly felt thirsty again and wanted to drink water.
Fortunately, both of them still had to go to work; today was not a day off.
Looking somewhat unsatisfied, Qin Yuanzheng helped Qiao Lanshu put her clothes back on, and then took her out the door.
As they were leaving, Qin Yuanzheng was still whispering in Qiao Lanshu's ear, "It really is healed, truly magical. Then next time I can..."
He could last a bit longer, or perhaps he wouldn't need to hold back so much.
Yesterday was his first time, and he had been afraid of hurting his little wife, but looking at it now, she was perfectly fine.
He had still been too conservative.
Qiao Lanshu blushed and said, "I told you, there won't be a next time."
Qin Yuanzheng always did what he promised, so this time, he chose to play deaf and pretend he didn't hear what she said.
Qiao Lanshu knew he would dare to do it again next time and felt utterly helpless.
The two got into the car, and Qin Yuanzheng dropped her off at the main gate of the food factory as usual.
Qin Yuanzheng looked at Qiao Lanshu tenderly and said to her with reluctance to part, "At noon today, I'll come find you so we can eat together."
Qiao Lanshu looked a little surprised. "Brother Zheng, aren't you eating at the military base?"
Qin Yuanzheng reached out to stroke her cheek, looking as though he couldn't bear to let her go. He said, "I heard the cafeteria is having extra dishes today, including mutton stew. I'll bring some over for you to taste."
In this day and age, food was scarce, and meat was in even shorter supply. The food in the military cafeteria was considered decent, but the food in the factory cafeteria was very ordinary.
The monthly grain rations for the factory workers were fixed, and meat was generally unavailable, only supplied a little during the New Year and holidays.
Qin Yuanzheng would usually figure out ways to buy some mutton to bring back to nourish his wife's body.
Hearing that there was mutton soup in the military cafeteria today, he decided to bring his portion over for his wife to eat.
He whispered to Qiao Lanshu, "Eat your fill and gain some weight. Your stamina needs to keep up; don't faint every single time."
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
