"I can't sleep—I need to touch my abs to fall asleep."

Yan Xiao's eyes darkened. Helpless, he had no choice but to lift his clothes and let her touch him.

Even to make things easier for her.

With a swift movement, he flipped her over, making her lie on top of him, so that she felt as if she were enveloped by the man.

The man's burning body temperature made Wen Qinghe, who was naturally cold-handed, hum softly in comfort.

His large, calloused hands gently stroked the little girl's back, as if coaxing her to sleep.

Wen Qinghe's fingertips were still on the man's muscle lines, carefully feeling the texture under her hands, and her head was resting on the man's elastic chest muscles.

As a result, under Yan Xiao's gentle caresses, like a lazy cat having its fur stroked, it comfortably closed its eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Hearing the little girl's even breathing, Yan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows how he managed to hold back just now.

The little girl's hand, though not strong and gentle, felt like a small hook with scorching heat, making his whole body feel as if it were on fire.

He originally planned to take a cold shower after the little girl fell asleep.

But the little one is fast asleep on him right now, and he doesn't dare to move at all.

All I could do was quietly wait for the body heat to dissipate.

After a long while, he finally held the little girl and drifted off to sleep.

………

The next day, Yan Xiao went to work.

Looking at the man's tall, 1.9-meter frame, he quickly dug up half an acre of land, seemingly possessing inexhaustible strength in the field.

Everyone looked regretful.

After all, the young wife was physically weak, and although the two were married, the groom had plenty of energy but nowhere to use it, so he definitely couldn't satisfy himself at home.

Those watching the spectacle felt sorry for the situation, but dared not gossip in front of the parties involved.

After all, they wouldn't dare mess with someone who could take down a wild boar in one go.

…

Just as Yan Xiao was turning over the soil, Feng Tiezhu came over with a mysterious look on his face, leaned close to him, and was about to whisper in his ear.

"Hehe~ Brother Yan..."

Yan Xiao, confused, dodged away, saying, "Get to the point! Don't delay my work!"

"You know...did you two have that before?"

The man frowned slightly, not understanding what he was saying so incoherently.

Which one?

"It's that... cough, kissing..."

…

Feng Tiezhu came to learn from the Buddha's teachings.

The fact that he and Tang Zhiqing were dating is still a secret.

He wanted to make it public, so that the village women wouldn't keep coming up to Lingling and trying to introduce her to potential partners.

But Lingling said she would wait for a reply from her family before bringing up the matter publicly.

He had no choice but to agree.

However, when two people are together, it's inevitable that they will sometimes lose control of their feelings when they get too deeply involved.

But ever since that day when she accidentally kissed Lingling (after longing for her for so long), Lingling has ignored her.

He thought she liked it.

Because he really likes it!

Lingling is very easy to kiss; he doesn't have to bend over, and she doesn't have to stand on tiptoe.

He got carried away while kissing her and couldn't resist touching her...

Damn, that's really amazing!

He hadn't expected that Lingling, who looked so tall and slender, would surprise him so much.

But the surprise was short-lived. The next second, Lingling stared at him in disbelief.

Then she turned around and went back to her room, ignoring him completely.

As soon as the educated youth settlement was completed, she moved back there immediately.

He felt upset and wronged, not understanding what he had done wrong.

He remembered that Yan Xiao used to give his wife wild fruits to cheer her up.

He also picked some wild fruits and brought them to Lingling. She was pleasantly surprised to receive them, and they made up as before.

But whenever he tried to kiss the little mouth he hadn't kissed enough that day, the girl would turn on him.

But this person is his, and she'll be his wife in the future.

How can I not let him kiss me?

This has been bothering him for many days, and he doesn't know who to talk to.

When Yan Xiao got married, he wanted to find an opportunity to ask him, but Yan Xiao was busy with the wedding and didn't have time to talk to him.

He left the brigade again the day after his wedding.

Now that he's finally caught her, he wants to ask if it's only possible to kiss her after marriage.

…

Yan Xiao stopped turning over and looked at him with a surprised and ambiguous expression. "We are husband and wife, don't you think!"

Feng Tiezhu put down his hoe and said softly, "I mean, before the wedding..."

"No. We are excellent revolutionary comrades who know our manners and boundaries, and we will not cross the line before marriage."

Even if I did, would I tell you?

You may not care about your reputation, but my wife and I do.

After saying that, he continued tilling the land.

…

Feng Tiezhu has become withdrawn; it seems he really went too far.

Even though Yan Ge loves his sister-in-law so much, he hasn't crossed the line. He should apologize to Lingling when he gets back.

…

At that moment, Tang Lingling, who was drying seeds in the threshing ground, sneezed.

Drying the seeds was the easiest task since work started these past few days.

The two believed their secret relationship was undiscovered.

In fact, it all happened right under the noses of Feng Dabing and Chen Guiru.

Chen Guiru secretly facilitated the relationship between the two of them.

After sensing the subtle, ambiguous atmosphere between the two, Chen Guiru's lips almost curled into a smile.

They even treated Tang Lingling as their future daughter-in-law, instructing their husbands to make sure to give her the easiest job.

Feng Dabing initially maintained a serious and stern expression: "How can I give special treatment to one person? What kind of person would I be then?"

Chen Guiru looked at her husband, who had a rather "official" air about him, with a half-smile.

"Can't it be arranged?"

"That's definitely not possible!"

"Oh, then you can sleep with Tiezhu tonight."

Feng Dabing choked, his tone softening.

"Sleep with Tie Zhu...? I'll sleep with Tie Zhu."

"One month."

Feng Dabing's face fell. "Wife..."

Not only does Tiezhu have smelly feet, but he also grinds his teeth in his sleep.

Although they are an old married couple, they are still companions in their old age.

At this age, it must be so stifling to still sleep in a separate bed from your wife!

Chen Guiru: "What do you think your responsibilities are as the brigade leader? The brigade is the big family, and your family is your small family. If you can't even take care of your small family, how can you take care of the big family?"

Feng Dabing couldn't argue with his daughter-in-law. It was just an easy job, and she wasn't busy right now, so there was nothing wrong with the arrangements.

"I'll do whatever you say, honey. I want to go back to my room to sleep."

Having achieved her goal, Chen Guiru swayed her waist and went into the kitchen.

"Oh, well, you can think about it then."

Didn't she just now insist on sleeping with Tiezhu?

Bah!

I'm getting old, and you still pull this on me!

When she was young, she didn't know who had taken advantage of the situation to help her with chores.

Now you're pretending to be something you're not...

Feng Dabing, who thought he could finally go back to his room to sleep: ...