80s New Wedding Night: I Married the Fiercest Rough Guy

"Are we still getting a divorce?"

Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...

Chapter 97 Should we turn off the lights first?

The man was shirtless, just like yesterday. His strong skin exuded a fierce masculine aura, and the desire he had never had only made him more irresistible.

Ye Yun took a deep breath and silently lowered her head to count the money in order to calm herself down.

"One cent, two cents, three cents..."

Qin Zheng looked up and saw her like this, and couldn't help but laugh, "Stop counting, wife, you're counting in chunks, not in hairs."

Swish... Ye Yun's face turned bright red.

She quickly changed her tune, picked up the money and counted it again: "One yuan, two yuan, three yuan..."

Qin Zheng was completely amused by her.

His wife is such a little money-grubber.

"I'll go up the mountain again tomorrow and see if I can find any other herbs," he said, sitting down next to Ye Yun with the pleasant scent of soap wafting from him. He chuckled, "Wife, you're so knowledgeable. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have known that you could make money by collecting herbs in the mountains."

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Ye Yun nodded hastily.

It's obvious that she's not focused on making money right now. With Qin Zheng so close to her, she's afraid she won't be able to control herself.

Qin Zheng finally noticed something was wrong with her. "Honey, what's wrong with you now?"

Why is your face red again?

Ye Yun felt her cheeks burning. She glanced guiltily at Qin Zheng and forced a smile, saying, "I might be a little feverish again..."

Damn it, I can't let her admit out loud that she's lusting after him!

"Getting a sore throat..." Qin Zheng said thoughtfully. "In this weather, it's easy to get a sore throat, but didn't I ask Auntie to make you some mung bean soup?"

Ye Yun covered her face, begging you not to ask anymore!

It's absolutely not that she's weak-willed; it's that the other party is just too unethical! Luckily, she didn't get a nosebleed today, or she wouldn't know how to explain it!

This man is incredibly stubborn; can't he see why her face is so red?

"Go to sleep, honey."

Qin Zheng genuinely couldn't figure out why Ye Yun was acting strangely. He raised his warm hand and gently patted her soft head before lifting his leg to get onto the kang (heated brick bed).

Suddenly, he noticed that only Ye Yun's cotton quilt remained on the kang (a heated brick bed).

His expression froze for a moment.

Several seconds passed before the man reacted, a look of disbelief and ecstatic joy appearing in his eyes as he looked at Ye Yun.

"young married woman……"

"Um..." Ye Yun blushed and stammered, "I... I just noticed you don't cover yourself with a blanket at night, so I put the other one away..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zheng pulled her into a tight embrace.

His hot, firm chest enveloped her instantly, the force making her dizzy for a moment. The familiar, pleasant scent filled her nostrils. This time, Ye Yun didn't push the man away, but gently tapped his shoulder. "Why don't you... turn off the light first?"

"good!"

Without saying a word, Qin Zheng got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and turned off the light.

Outside the window, one could still hear Qin Xiang'e and the old lady's cheerful shouts. Through the window, one could vaguely see Qin Xiang'e happily practicing on the bicycle under the moonlight.

Ye Yun gently closed the window.

The room instantly became quiet and ambiguous.

Watching the man's strong back as he went to extinguish the kerosene lamp, Ye Yun swallowed hard in fear, her hands involuntarily gripping the sheets beneath her. The bulging muscles in his shoulders revealed his strength.

Click, the light went out.

Before Ye Yun could react, the man pulled back her blanket, nuzzled her head against her chest, and snuggled into her arms, making her heart itch.

Suddenly, Qin Zheng froze.

Just as Ye Yun was wondering what was going on, she saw his ears twitch sensitively in the moonlight. He suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze fixed straight out the window.

"Qin Zheng... what's wrong?"

Just as she finished speaking, a sudden commotion erupted outside, and someone kicked open their door with a bang!

The next second, a loud curse came—

"Qin Xiang'e! You damned old slut! You actually dared to ride the bicycle my son bought! Eldest son, second son, third son! Take it from me!!"