Chapter 19 Randomly Bumping into Qin Xiangxiang, Your Good Days Are Yet to Come...

Her deadbeat husband said he would still send her fifty yuan every month after the divorce, and her great-aunt would give her twenty yuan. This meant that Qin Xiangxiang could earn seventy yuan a month without doing anything.

My goodness, Qin Xiangxiang, your good days are yet to come.

"Okay, then... I'll do whatever you say." She tried hard to control her smile, also afraid of upsetting Li Jianzhi. What if he stopped sending her money?

Qin Xiangxiang brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, turned around, and found the man by the bed increasingly pleasing to the eye. If she had a tail behind her right now, it would probably be wagging its tail in the sky.

“If you feel… it’s not right, then we’ll get a divorce.” Qin Xiangxiang tried hard to suppress her smile. “I know I have a rather difficult temper, and it’s normal that you can’t stand it.”

I won't blame you.

Her money! Her housing allocation!

"Think about it, don't talk about yourself like that. You're not pretentious at all. You're the most understanding woman I've ever met." Li Jianzhi's words were sincere. Qin Xiangxiang's words made him feel guilty and uneasy. She was indeed the kind of virtuous wife and loving mother woman of the 1970s. He had said those kinds of things, and she not only wasn't angry or annoyed, but also so gently said that she would listen to him.

Li Jianzhi, you are such a scumbag, you have let down such a good woman.

Although she was illiterate and uneducated, and was just a textile factory worker, she was a gentle and kind woman.

Qin Xiangxiang: "...?"

Who's being unreasonable? Who's being fair and reasonable?

Anyway, they're not talking about that drama queen Qin Xiangxiang, are they?

That damned man probably wanted to divorce her a long time ago, or he'd already set his sights on another woman. As soon as he heard her agree to the divorce, he even started spouting nonsense like she was "understanding."

It's really annoying.

But... he's asexual, how could he possibly be interested in another woman? He doesn't want to do "that" with women in bed, he's cold and indifferent, he's probably afraid of doing "that" with women.

Thinking about it this way, Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him. After all, in her dream, in order to have a daughter, she had to take the initiative to pull him into that kind of thing.

Sigh, it's a shame he was born a man, but he's a handsome eunuch with a cold personality. But, hehe, it's also fortunate that Qin Xiangxiang can have a good life.

As long as he doesn't remarry or have children after the divorce, all his money will belong to her and their son.

Li Jianzhi, you are such a good man!

Thinking about it this way, Qin Xiangxiang found the man in front of her more and more pleasing to the eye, her bright, watery eyes fixed on him without blinking.

Li Jianzhijun's face remained expressionless, but inwardly he was pounding with excitement. This wife was even more beautiful than in the photos! Her eyes were dark and bright, like fine silk reflecting a soft glow under the light.

His body reacted as if on fire when she glanced at him.

Li Jianzhi silently berated himself, "Men, tsk, lustful."

He closed his eyes, lay down on the bed, his body as straight as a pine tree, and silently counted one, two, one.

Ordinary men pay the price for their lust, but he was no ordinary man. Li Jianzhi knew that he and his wife probably had nothing in common. His situation was similar to that of intellectuals in the Republican era, forced to marry young and beautiful wives who were uneducated and traditional virtuous wives and mothers... He couldn't be like those intellectual scoundrels, having children with traditional wives while simultaneously seeking out so-called educated and progressive young women, claiming they were soulmates.

That's not just a hooligan, that's scum.

Qin Xiangxiang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the man on the bed was lying motionless like a "corpse." Sure enough, this was still the frigid husband from her dream. He slept in the same rigid way, almost like he was dead. He could maintain the same position all night long.

She climbed onto the bed, stepped over him, and lay down on her side to sleep.

Qin Xiangxiang closed her eyes, but her heart was pounding like thunder, and she couldn't sleep at all. Just thinking about how Li Jianzhi would send her money after the divorce, how her workplace would allocate her an apartment, and how her great-aunt would give her twenty... Ahhhhh, she hugged her face, finding it really hard to stop herself from laughing out loud.

Thinking about the good days to come, Xiao Zuo was filled with excitement and couldn't help but get carried away.

How could I possibly sleep on a night like this? So happy! So excited!

Qin Xiangxiang turned over and glanced at the man lying next to her. His profile was well-defined, with smooth facial lines, arched eyebrows, a high nose, lips that were neither thin nor thick, and a few light bluish shadows on his chin. His beard was clean-shaven and he had a very masculine look.

It's a real shame, this husband is not only good-looking, but also has a great physique and beautiful abdominal muscles. How did he get that? She has seen other shirtless men, and they are all skinny like ribs, none of them as well-built and good-looking as him.

Qin Xiangxiang couldn't help but be curious. When Li Jianzhi lay down just now, he lifted the corner of his clothes up, revealing very obvious abdominal muscles and large pectoral muscles, which were dazzling under the light.

She didn't even get a chance to look at him for long before he had already pulled his clothes up.

...It would be nice to touch it.

The little drama queen acted on her idea immediately. Anyway, her husband in her dreams slept like a corpse every day. He was sexually frigid. She wanted him to sleep and have a daughter, but he didn't want to do any work. He just lay in bed all night like a dead body. What was wrong with touching him a few times?

After the divorce, there will be no chance to satisfy my curiosity.

So the little devil reached out and unceremoniously slipped her hand under his clothes. Using her experience as a textile worker touching yarn as a benchmark, she found that the muscles on this man's abdomen were softer and more elastic than the flesh on her stomach.

My own flesh is delicate and tender, not so smooth, but his muscles are so elastic, with a bouncy feel, so smooth and bouncy.

Li Jianzhi tried to close his eyes. His whole body was tense, like a cheetah on the grasslands, always on edge when facing its prey. Every muscle in his body was ready to be unleashed, and every muscle in his body became extremely sensitive.

The place where the woman's fingers touched felt like it was being roasted on fire, causing waves of itchiness.

What Political Commissar Wang said was true; this woman really wouldn't let him go. Should he refuse? That would be too heartless.

"Think about it, you can't do this." Li Jianzhi grabbed her misbehaving hand and deliberately put on a cold face to warn her.

"What's wrong with me touching you? Did I disturb your sleep?" The little drama queen was startled by his cold face. This frigid man was just like the one in her dream, like a graceful lotus flower that wouldn't allow anyone to touch it.

So what if I want to pinch him? Anyway, this guy is asexual, would he dare to beat his wife?

Qin Xiangxiang reached out and pinched his arm, thinking that the curvature of his upper arm muscles was amazing. It was bulging, and it felt both hard and soft to the touch, with a unique feel.

After a divorce, it's going to be tough to find a husband with such a great physique.

Unfortunately, he's all show and no substance, and he can't even have a daughter. What a wretched, deadbeat man.

Qin Xiangxiang had just finished touching him and was about to withdraw her hand when she was suddenly flipped over and pinned down.

Li Jianzhi held down her wandering hands. He couldn't take it anymore. A woman's hands were touching him all over. What man could resist that? He closed his eyes and thought with some despair, "This wife doesn't want to divorce me. Li Jianzhi, you wicked scumbag!"

...If she really doesn't want to divorce him, he can try to spend more time with her, teach her to read and write, gradually cultivate common ground, and nurture their marital relationship.

Qin Xiangxiang: "What are you going to do?"

Qin Xiangxiang thought he was angry, but she didn't take it seriously. This was her room and her bed. If that damned man was unhappy, he could sleep on the floor. She was more than happy to do that.

Li Jianzhi gazed at her beautiful face and tentatively lowered his head to kiss her lips.

In his era, most TV dramas and movies featured kissing scenes. Although Li Jianzhi had never actually experienced one, he had plenty of kissing material in his head: a spinning kiss, a French kiss, a hickey...

Qin Xiangxiang found it strange that this man suddenly bit her lips. Was he angry?

She refused to back down and tried to bite back, but she couldn't muster the strength. The tall man completely enveloped her beneath him, and she was like a fresh dolphin tightly wrapped in a large fishing net.

Feeling her return kiss, Li Jianzhi realized that he was under the control of hormones and was naturally aroused by her, like a bowstring that had been drawn back, and then he couldn't stop.

Qin Xiangxiang sensed something was wrong: "???"

What are you doing, you damn man?!

"Um……"

By the time she tried to push him away, her voice had become soft and delicate.

Qin Xiangxiang closed his eyes and thought, "Forget it. This isn't that bad. Anyway, it was his effort."

Sleeping together once or twice before a divorce is no big deal; you might not be able to find a tall and handsome husband in the future.

Once... twice... three times...

Qin Xiangxiang had already started crying.

When will this ever end?!

Li Jianzhi, you are a complete scumbag!

The next morning, Li Jianzhi seriously criticized himself. Beauty blinds the eyes; how could he not control himself and actually sleep with her? You've gone too far! You scumbag, Li Jianzhi!

One second he dared to tell someone he was trying to get along and considering divorce; the next second he slept with them.

He's such a scumbag.

He grabbed his spiky short hair and rubbed it vigorously. He could make excuses before, but now that he'd slept with her, did he think he could shirk responsibility? She's his wife now.

Li Jianzhi turned his head to look at the woman sleeping beside him. Her chin-length hair was a little messy after a night's sleep. Her small face, no bigger than a palm, was hidden under her black hair. Her skin was delicate, and her raven-feather eyelashes were thick and curled.

No matter how you look at her, I think she's incredibly cute.

When he came to his senses, Li Jianzhi realized that he had been staring at her for an hour.

Stop looking. I usually get up at five or six in the morning, and it's almost seven now and I'm still in bed. Go out...

That's what he was thinking, but his limbs and body just wouldn't obey him. His eyes were still fixed on her, sometimes reaching out to touch her cheek, sometimes to stroke her wrist, thinking she was beautiful in every way.

This wife is so thin, how come she can't gain weight no matter how much she eats?

There was already quite a commotion outside. People downstairs got up to wash up, and several groups of people walked back and forth in the corridor. Qin Wutong bought pancakes, fried dough sticks, and soy milk. The little fat boy cried and fussed, saying he didn't want to go to kindergarten because his bottom hurt.

...it has a touch of everyday life.

Li Jianzhi gently curled the corners of his mouth.

"Sweetie, it's getting late. Our little one needs to go to kindergarten. If we don't go soon, he'll be late. The teacher and the other children miss you."

"No! I don't want to go! Waaaaah! Woof woof woof woof!!! Woof woof! I don't want to go!"

"Stop fooling around, how about Grandpa buys you some fried dough sticks later?"

"I don't want to go to kindergarten, I don't want to go, I don't want to!!! My bottom hurts! I want to go play with Grandpa!"

...

“If he doesn’t want to go to kindergarten, then he shouldn’t go. I’ll take care of him today.” Li Jianzhi opened the door and offered to take care of the child to his father-in-law.

It wasn't that he looked down on kindergartens at that time; he equally looked down on the cultural and educational level of primary schools, junior high schools, high schools, and worker-peasant-soldier universities at that time.

Even primary and junior high schools don't teach much content, let alone kindergarten. At this point, kindergarten is just a large daycare center, and children will only come back with a bunch of bad habits that need to be properly disciplined.

Since he has time now, he might as well teach him himself.

The chubby boy hugged his maternal grandfather's trouser leg, swallowing back his earlier cries. He suddenly longed to go to kindergarten.