Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 23 I'm sure I can grow seedlings!

"Who...who checked up on you?!"

Li Xianglian's face flushed, but she stubbornly replied, "I was just asking casually. The Party Secretary is a high-ranking official; he must have something good for you."

"A good thing? That's like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken."

Qin Rushan snorted coldly, reached out and grasped her fidgeting little hands, playing with them in his palm.

The rough fingertips caressed her delicate hand, sending a tingling sensation through her.

"He wanted to give his daughter, Liu Chunhua, to me."

Qin Rushan spoke frankly and without any concealment.

Although Li Xianglian had already guessed it, hearing him say it aloud still made her heart skip a beat.

Who is Liu Chunhua?

She was the village party secretary's darling daughter. Although she was a bit spoiled, she was indeed beautiful and her family was powerful and influential.

Compared to herself, a widow living in poverty, with her reputation ruined and about to be sold off, it was like heaven and earth.

"So... what did you say?"

Li Xianglian lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly, "Chunhua is a good catch. If you marry her, no one in the village will dare to bully you anymore, and you can even work with the Party Secretary on important matters..."

"fart!"

Qin Rushan cursed under his breath, then suddenly grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.

In the darkness, their eyes met.

Qin Rushan's eyes were burning with anger, a result of being provoked by her words.

"Li Xianglian, what do you take me for? Huh?"

He pressed his body forward, pinning her firmly against the pile of firewood. The fierce pressure made it difficult for Li Xianglian to breathe.

"The Liu family is just looking for an obedient dog, a sucker! I, Qin Rushan, may not have achieved much in my life, but I will never sell myself for a gigolo!"

Qin Rushan was breathing heavily, his nose almost touching hers, his voice hoarse: "Besides, I already have someone I love dearly. I wouldn't even want the daughter of the Emperor himself."

Li Xianglian's heart pounded like thunder. Knowing the answer already, she asked, "Who...who is it?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Qin Rushan bit her lip hard, not very hard, but with a strong sense of punishment. "Still playing dumb with me? Who else could it be but you, you heartless little ingrate?"

Li Xianglian covered her mouth, her face burning hot enough to fry an egg, but her heart felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

Looking at her shy appearance, Qin Rushan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes became even more profound.

He took her hand and guided it down to his burning chest, where his heart was pounding most violently.

"Sister-in-law, listen to me carefully."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if making a vow: "My body may look rough, but it's very clean. All these years in the army, and after returning to the village, I've never let another woman touch me. Even though the villagers all call me a eunuch, I accept it. Because I need to keep this pure body for my wife."

He paused, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, and whispered in her ear, "That's called... remaining chaste. Understand?"

The four elegant words "keeping oneself pure" sounded completely out of place coming from the mouth of this burly, rough man, yet they also carried a hint of eroticism that made one blush and their heart race.

Li Xianglian's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, so ashamed she wanted to bury her head in the firewood: "You... how can you say such things... have no shame..."

"What's there to be ashamed of with your own daughter-in-law?"

Qin Rushan, with a self-righteous air, wrapped his large hand around her slender waist and pulled her closer into his arms, so that their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Summer clothes are already thin.

His burning body temperature seeped through the fabric, making Li Xianglian feel weak all over.

Especially the hard muscles around his waist, which all highlighted the man's danger and power.

"Like a mountain..." Li Xianglian was a little dazed by the heat emanating from him, her voice soft and sweet.

"Hmm?" Qin Rushan responded, his voice unusually hoarse.

His gaze swept over her face, which was edged with silver by the moonlight, from her misty eyes to her pert nose, and finally lingered on her rosy lips.

My throat feels tight, and my mouth is dry.

That was the place he had longed for for three years.

"Sister-in-law, I've remained chaste for you, and I even rejected the Party Secretary's daughter."

Qin Rushan's large hand had somehow already climbed onto her waist. Through the thin fabric, the heat of his palm made her tremble. "Tell me, shouldn't I give her a reward?"

"A...a reward?" Xianglian's head was spinning, her body was weak, and she couldn't muster the strength to push him away. "What kind of reward do you want? I...I don't have any money..."

"Who wants your money!"

Qin Rushan chuckled softly, a laugh that seemed to roll out from deep within his throat, possessing a magnetic quality that made one's legs go weak.

He grabbed Xianglian's slender waist and, with a slight effort, lifted her up and pressed her against himself.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, without any gaps.

"The reward I want is you."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly lowered his head and accurately captured those two red lips that he had been longing for all day.

"Hmm!"

Xianglian cried out in surprise, but he took the opportunity to penetrate her deeply.

This wasn't the soothing peck from last night, nor the tentative flirting from just now.

This was nothing short of plunder, a volcanic eruption that had been building up for far too long.

Qin Rushan's kisses, like the man himself, were domineering and rough, with an unreasonable ruthlessness, yet within that ruthlessness lay a deep affection that made one fall for him.

He seemed to want to squeeze all the air out of her lungs and suck her soul into his own belly.

Xianglian felt as if her mind had exploded with a "boom," and all she could see was white light.

Her feeble resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of Qin Rushan.

Helplessly, she could only cling to his rock-hard shoulders, her fingertips digging into his strong muscles, forced to endure this storm of demands.

The air in the woodshed seemed to be on fire.

That man who was rumored to be "incapable" is now shattering those rumors with his actions.

......

How can this person be considered a useless person?

This is clearly a starving beast, ready to devour people at any moment!

"Like a mountain... Ugh... Panting... I can't breathe..."

Qin Rushan reluctantly released Xianglian's lips only when she was almost suffocating.

Qin Rushan pressed his forehead against hers, his chest heaving violently, his eyes frighteningly red, filled with lingering lust.

He was breathing heavily, and his hot breath splashed onto Xianglian's face, making her feel numb all over.

"So sweet."

He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse as if he had a handful of sand in it, "Sweeter than the milk candy from the supply and marketing cooperative."

Xianglian buried her head in his chest in embarrassment, not daring to look at him at all.

Qin Rushan held her in his arms, gently patting her back to calm his urge to explode.

He knew he couldn't actually have sex with her tonight; there was a tough battle to fight tomorrow. He couldn't let her be distracted at a time like this, and he couldn't let her feel unwell.

But being surrounded by such soft, warm, and fragrant flesh is a real test of one's willpower.

"I really want to..."

Qin Rushan gritted his teeth and said viciously in Xianglian's ear, "I really want to carry you home right now, lock you on the kang (heated brick bed), and make sure you can't get out of bed for three days, then see if you dare to mess with other men again."

Xianglian stiffened, feeling both ashamed and frightened. She lightly punched his chest with her small hand: "You...you're talking nonsense again! Who's messing with other men?"

"Hmph, isn't Zhao Gang a man? Isn't Sun Laowai a man?"

Qin Rushan was being unreasonably jealous. "Anyway, I don't care. After tomorrow night, you'll be mine. Rightfully mine."

He loosened his embrace slightly, cupped Xianglian's burning face, and vigorously rubbed his thumb across her swollen, moist lips, his eyes filled with possessiveness.

"Xianglian, I can't wait any longer."

Qin Rushan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, but his eyes were unusually serious.

"I can't wait for you to become my wife and have my babies. Everyone in the village says I'll have no descendants, but that's all nonsense. I'll have a whole litter of them, and that bastard Zhao Gang will be furious, and that old geezer Liu Baoguo will be furious too!"

Looking at his earnest, silly expression, Xianglian's shyness slowly faded, replaced by an unprecedented sweetness and courage.

She reached out and gently smoothed his furrowed brow, responding for the first time, "Mmm... I believe you."

Qin Rushan grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth that shone brightly in the darkness.

"Alright, go to sleep early." He planted a deep kiss on her forehead. "Don't be afraid tomorrow. Even if the sky falls, your man will be there to hold it up."

After saying that, he didn't press the matter further, let go of her hand, and decisively turned around and climbed out the window.

That tall and upright figure became Li Xianglian's only support in this chaotic and filthy world.

Inside the main room of the Zhao family, Aunt Zhao turned over in her sleep, muttering about the several hundred yuan she had received for selling herself, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.

She never dreamed that in the woodshed just a wall away, the "goods" she saw as helpless had already sharpened their claws and were waiting to deliver a fatal blow.

That night, some were sound asleep, while others lay in wait in the darkness, waiting for the dawn to break so that it would be time to hunt.