Chapter 95 What kind of inappropriate words are these?
Qiao Xingyue recalled that An Anning had not slept well last night.
After An'an fell asleep, she had a nightmare and cried out, "Don't arrest my dad, my dad is a good person."
After being woken up by An'an, Ningning also tearfully said that she missed her father.
The two daughters had only been reunited with Xie Zhongming for two days when they witnessed their father being taken away by security personnel. They must have been devastated. Their young hearts were deeply hurt.
She comforted the two children again and again, but after they fell asleep, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time, feeling both sad and aching.
Only she knows the hardships and joys she has endured raising her child alone over the past few years. She is willing to endure the hardships and exhaustion because the child is her own flesh and blood and she gave birth to the child herself.
But the two children really need their father's love and need Xie Zhongming.
That's why these two children, who had only known Xie Zhongming for two or three days, were able to become so naturally close to him. Watching the two children sitting in Xie Zhongming's arms, with Xie Zhongming rubbing his face against their cheeks, and the two children crying with joy, Qiao Xingyue secretly wiped away her tears.
After wiping away her tears, Qiao Xingyue's gaze fell on Xie Zhongming, who, despite looking slightly tired, still stood tall and straight like a pine tree in the setting sun.
His eyes were filled with fine, dense red blood vessels, spreading like a spider web across the whites of his eyes, revealing an undeniable weariness.
It was an ordeal of being "exposed to the eagle" and "exposed to strong light" all night, making it difficult to even close one's eyes. Yet Xie Zhongming's eyes remained clear, with the sharpness and determination unique to soldiers, without the slightest sign of weakness.
His lips were chapped and cracked, and when he looked at Qiao Xingyue, his Adam's apple bobbing as if he had something to say, he could see the difficulty in swallowing.
His jawline was taut, and the stubble revealed a light layer of blue shadow, which only made his features appear more rugged.
He held An An and Ning Ning in his arms under the setting sun in front of the door, like a stubborn rock that had weathered the storms. Even though he was covered in frost, his back was still straight, and he exuded a dignified and upright aura.
Exhaustion etched its marks on his face, but it could not break his soldier's spirit.
Those bloodshot eyes stared intently at Qiao Xingyue.
Xie Zhongming clearly saw his elder brother and sister-in-law, his second elder brother and sister-in-law, and his four nephews standing to the side, but he didn't bother to greet them. He didn't even notice Huang Guilan walking up to him. He was still holding An An and Ning Ning in his arms as he walked up to Qiao Xingyue.
His steps were a little unsteady, due to the exhaustion from staying up all night, but every step he took was steady, and his military bearing was not diminished in the slightest.
When he reached Qiao Xingyue, he saw tears in her eyes. He put An An and Ning Ning down and wiped away the tears that Qiao Xingyue couldn't help but shed. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
The voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.
It wasn't hard to hear the dryness in his voice.
"Let me pour you a glass of water." Qiao Xingyue hurried back to the main room, poured some water, and handed the enamel cup to Xie Zhongming, who had followed her into the room. "Zhongming, have a drink of water."
Xie Zhongming took the water, his throat was parched, but he didn't drink a drop. He just looked at Qiao Xingyue and asked with concern, "Xingyue, did the security guards give you any trouble yesterday?"
The eldest and second sons of the Xie family, along with their two wives, all breathed a sigh of relief as they watched Xie Zhongming, despite his own exhaustion, immediately comfort his wives.
Shen Liping quietly tugged at Sun Xiuxiu's sleeve, signaling her not to disturb the couple. After this ordeal, they both still cared about each other.
It really is true that every cloud has a silver lining.
The light of the setting sun shone through the main room and fell on Xie Zhongming, outlining his strong features and making the tenderness and concern between his brows even more apparent.
"I'm afraid they'll use extreme measures against you."
He stood there in front of Qiao Xingyue, looking her over. Seeing that she was unharmed, he still didn't feel relieved.
He only breathed a sigh of relief when Qiao Xingyue said that she had only been questioned a few times and that the security personnel had not used any methods on her.
"You should drink the water right away."
Qiao Xingyue snatched the enamel cup from Xie Zhongming's hand and personally fed it to him.
This scene, witnessed by Huang Guilan, Xie Jiang, their eldest and second sons, and their two wives, made everyone burst into laughter.
Xie Zhongming drank some water and wiped his mouth.
The water his wife fed him tasted exceptionally sweet, and a satisfied smile graced his lips.
Qiao Xingyue asked with concern, "Did the security guards shine bright lights in your eyes to keep you from sleeping?"
Otherwise, the blood vessels in his eyes wouldn't be so dense.
Qiao Xingyue pushed him into the inner room, her slender hand landing on his waist, where the muscles were hard and strong.
"Go inside and lie down for a while. Your sister-in-law and second sister-in-law just decorated our new room. The big bed is so comfortable. Go and take a nap."
As they were talking, Qiao Xingyue had already pushed Xie Zhongming from the main room to the inner room.
He plugged in the power, turned on the Seagull brand electric fan, pointed it at the bed, and said, "Come lie down for a while. I'll go to Mom and Dad's to get dinner. When it's ready, I'll call Zhiyuan, Mingyuan, An'an, and Ningning to come and call you for dinner."
Shen Liping, who was outside the main room, called out, "Xingyue, let your eldest and second brothers handle dinner tonight. Let them cook for you. You stay here to take care of the fourth brother. We're going to Mom's. Let your brothers take An'an and Ningning out to play for a while. Don't worry about them."
As she spoke, Shen Liping didn't forget to close the red-painted wooden door of the room.
Qiao Xingyue stood in front of the bed, the Seagull brand electric fan swaying, the cool breeze blowing through her skirt.
There was a commotion outside; it was the sound of Xie family members leaving the main room, their footsteps and voices echoing in the distance.
The sound faded into the distance, eventually subsiding into silence.
In the end, only the soft hum of the fan and each other's breathing remained.
The breeze from the fan stirred Qiao Xingyue's long skirt, a light green dress that Huang Guilan had recently made for her. Wearing it, she looked as radiant as if she were embodying the spirit of spring.
When the skirt swayed, Xie Zhongming's heart skipped a beat.
Ripples spread across the lake of my heart.
His hand, pressed against the seam of his trousers, clenched involuntarily.
"Mom and Dad, my eldest brother and sister-in-law, my second brother and sister-in-law, and the children have all left. It's quiet now, so you should rest."
Seeing him standing motionless by the bed, Qiao Xingyue didn't think twice. She grabbed his strong arm, pulled him closer to the bed, and used the leverage to make him sit on the edge of the bed.
“Last night, that fat Zhao must have kept you up all night. Look at the bloodshot in your eyes. Go lie down and get some sleep.”
She just let go.
Her slender arm was grasped by a large hand.
The rough texture of Xie Zhongming's thick calluses and his burning heat were felt in my palm.
Xie Zhongming stood up from the edge of the bed.
His tall and imposing figure overshadowed Qiao Xingyue.
The light of the setting sun slanted in from his shoulders, outlining his strong jawline and straight nose. His chest, wrapped in military uniform, was broad and sturdy, every inch revealing the tightness and strength honed by years of training.
Even through the fabric, Qiao Xingyue could feel the explosive power it contained.
Beneath the military uniform, a passionate heart was pounding.
Qiao Xingyue could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat.
My cheeks immediately started burning.
Qiao Xingyue steadied herself and asked calmly, "Why are you up? Why aren't you asleep?"
Her crisp tone carried both feigned composure and a commanding air.
She spoke to him in the tone of a daughter-in-law, ordering him to go to sleep immediately.
Xie Zhongming looked down at her, the bloodshot veins in his eyes still lingering, yet they were filled with an overwhelming tenderness. His gaze fell on her flushed cheeks and her slightly pursed red lips. His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his chapped lips moved slightly. "I can't sleep. This bed was just made, it's spotless. I'm dirty, I need to take a shower and change my clothes."
He was afraid his wife would dislike him because of the smell of sweat all over him.
Besides, Xingyue is so fond of cleanliness.
He can't let them get their bed dirty.
As Xie Zhongming was about to take a shower, Qiao Xingyue grabbed his arm and said, "Why take a shower? You're so tired, your eyes are as red as a rabbit's. Lie down for a while."
Before she could finish speaking, she forcefully pulled Xie Zhongming back to the bedside.
Xie Zhongming was already exhausted, and when he was pulled like that, he immediately lost his footing.
His tall body swayed slightly before he fell heavily onto the prepared palm-fiber bed.
The red bedding was pressed into a deep dent, Xie Zhongming's tall body pressed down on it, and Qiao Xingyue, holding his wrist, also fell down and pressed against his chest.
Instantly, a solid warmth emanated from through the military uniform.
Her slender hand pressed against the hard chest and felt a burning sensation.
His chest was broad and powerful; even through his military uniform, Qiao Xingyue could feel the firm, strong muscles, and Xie Zhongming's steady, powerful heartbeat pounding against her palm.
Even though he had spent a whole day and night in the security department yesterday and had a sweaty smell on him, his ruggedness strangely made Qiao Xingyue not feel disgusted.
Instead, it exudes a primal sense of security.
Xie Zhongming's hand froze for a moment, then he raised it and stood there in mid-air, hesitant to place it on her waist for a long while.
Finally, she struggled to get up, and fearing she would fall, he instinctively wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
The scent of soap wafted from her hair.
A soft, yielding body pressed against her, exuding a uniquely feminine softness.
My nerves, which had been taut all night, suddenly became even more taut.
Suddenly feeling something strange, Qiao Xingyue's cheeks burned, and the tip of her nose almost touched his collar. She could clearly see the Adam's apple on his neck bobbing, and the faint undulating muscle lines under his military uniform.
"Xingyue, don't move!" The hoarse voice had a magnetic quality. "Xingyue, if you move again, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
Qiao Xingyue was aware of the changes in his body.
The two of them have done everything, even had a child, but they've never been sober like they are right now.
The first time they were in Chadian Village, Zeng Xiuzhu added veterinary drugs for breeding to both of their porridge, so they were both involuntary and not conscious.
The second time, in the cornfield, Qiao Xingyue drank water that Deng Yingying had tampered with, and she was also unconscious.
Only at this moment, the two were fully conscious and attracted to each other.
Qiao Xingyue wasn't that kind of pretentious woman. She lay against his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath her palms. Although her heart was racing, she still laughed out loud without any hesitation.
"If you can't control yourself, what else do you want to do? You were hung up by the security department all night, your eyes are as red as a rabbit's, do you still have the strength to crawl into bed with me?"
Look at the outrageous things she's saying!
Xie Zhongming's ears burned as he listened.
His wife was indeed from a later era.
At this moment, the soft body pressing down on him swept away all of Xie Zhongming's fatigue.
The slightest movement of the person in his arms sent a rush of blood through his body.
"Xingyue, stop moving."
Xie Zhongming paused for a moment at this point.
His prominent Adam's apple bobbed slightly, revealing his restraint. "I still have plenty of strength left."
Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly, his nose brushing against hers with an irresistible force, but then paused just before his lips touched hers.
A hint of restraint and hesitation flashed in his eyes.
But the next second, that hesitation was overwhelmed by the overwhelming emotions.
He tightened his arms, pressing her even closer to his chest.
He flipped his body slightly, taking her for a roll.
His strong and sturdy body pressed down on Qiao Xingyue.
On the palm-fiber bed, the newly bought bright red quilt was full of wrinkles.
In the warm glow of the setting sun, all that remained in the room was the intertwining of breaths and the ever-burning, intense heartbeats.
Qiao Xingyue's heart pounded.
Is this man serious?
The setting sun shone through the paper window, casting a soft glow on Xie Zhongming and making his shoulder line appear even broader and more defined.
The light and shadow outlined the smooth contours of his facial features.
His hot breath, carrying the distinctive scent of a man, was carefully sprayed onto her fair face.
His jawline was taut and had a light stubble.
It outlines a sharp and sexy curve in the sunset.
Her chapped lips pursed again, clearly she had reached her limit.
Sunlight streamed down his neck, illuminating the firm chest beneath his slightly open top button, each rise and fall carrying a sense of steady strength.
Even in her later life, she had never seen a man with such a strong and masculine aura, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, an upright posture, and features that exuded primal attraction.
She wasn't afraid if he really meant it.
Anyway, he's her man.
They've even had a child together.
Qiao Xingyue had nothing to be shy about.
Xie Zhongming took a long, deep breath, a controlled breath, which landed on her fair cheek.
"Xingyue, you really are my wife!"
The light of the setting sun danced on his thick eyelashes, casting soft shadows that fell on his handsome face, adding a touch of gentleness.
Qiao Xingyue's slender hands gripped his strong, broad shoulders, and with a swift and decisive movement, she turned over and took a step.
He then pressed down on Xie Zhongming.
"Xie Zhongming, if you don't have the strength, I can help you."
The voice was crisp and clear, yet carried her unique softness, like a gentle feather, poking Xie Zhongming's eardrums and his passionate heart.
His Adam's apple bobbed violently. "Xingyue... if you keep doing this, I really won't be able to control myself."
"If you can't control yourself, then don't try. You're my man anyway..."
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