Qin Zheng stared intently at Ye Yun for two seconds, then closed the door without a word. He then walked steadily toward the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), the faint warm light of the kerosene lamp gradually enveloping Ye Yun in his tall figure.

Ye Yun broke out in a cold sweat.

No other reason than that this man almost tormented her to death on the bed in her past life...

She's scared!

Ye Yun hurriedly pulled back the two thin blankets, patted the outer one, and said, "This is for you to sleep on."

Then, she quickly took off her shoes, got onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and crawled into the quilt, covering herself completely with the covers.

Qin Zheng: "..."

The air fell silent for a moment.

"Ye Yun? My wife?"

The man standing by the kang (a heated brick bed) stared motionlessly at the bulging quilt on the bed. Ye Yun, inside the quilt, closed her eyes tightly, pretending not to hear.

The atmosphere was deathly silent.

The old wooden window was slightly ajar, and the only sound in the earthen house was the buzzing of insects carried in by the cool summer night breeze.

A moment later, a soft, helpless sigh echoed in the room.

The sigh, tinged with a hint of helplessness, eased Ye Yun's tense mood slightly. She knew Qin Zheng best; this sigh meant he had given in.

This man...

Aside from being really angry with her that night, what else could I possibly do that I wouldn't do?

In his past life, Qin Zheng would sometimes muster up the courage to appear in front of her and make his presence known, but if she ever gave him a cold look, he, a grown man, would be so frightened that he wouldn't dare to utter a sound.

Qin Zheng is the same today.

He would become uncontrollably excited by even the slightest bit of kindness she showed him.

The best thing is that he knows how to protect her.

Today, she could have easily dealt with Zhao Wensheng and his mother on her own, and he could have simply stood by and watched, since this was her own bad romantic entanglement. But he still chose to stand up for her and face it together, afraid that she would suffer a loss.

She had lived through this era, and she knew how rare a man like Qin Zheng was.

It's her fault for living such a negative life in her past life. Her aunt wouldn't let her go to school and forced her to get married. Zhao Wensheng and his mother took turns brainwashing her. Plus, she was sickly. As a result, she lived in a state of resentment and pain, and couldn't see the good things Qin Zheng did for her.

Suddenly the bed next to me sank.

Qin Zheng boldly embraced her through the blanket, his breath, reeking of alcohol, forcefully penetrating her nostrils through the quilt.

"Wife, I won't touch you, I know you're not in good health..."

Ye Yun was slightly taken aback.

A warm feeling then slowly spread through her heart, and she couldn't help but smile.

It's not that she wouldn't compromise, but her health wasn't good. She almost couldn't recover on her wedding night in her previous life. She was determined to live a good life with Qin Zheng, so naturally she wouldn't be harsh on him in this regard. But, can't we take it one step at a time?

Qin Zheng lay down.

He had been working non-stop to prepare for the wedding and hadn't slept well for several days. Now, after staying up all night and drinking alcohol, his eyes were bloodshot.

He mustered his courage, lifted Ye Yun's blanket, crawled into bed, and pulled her into his arms.

Completed in one go.

The moment the man pulled her into his arms, Ye Yun clearly felt the burning heat emanating from his body. Her suddenly chaotic thoughts left her unsure how to react, so she could only continue to play dead.

Fortunately, after the man pulled her into his arms, he didn't make any other moves.

It seems that's all he's good for. His so-called resentment was soothed the moment he hugged her, and she didn't even have to say a word of comfort.

Early summer clothes, while not thin, are not exactly thick either.

The two layers of fabric placed between the two of them didn't really have much presence. Ye Yun could hear the man's heartbeat, which was pounding against her back, making her face turn red and feel like her cheeks were burning.

suddenly.

Qin Zheng grabbed her hand and gently placed a small object into it.