Compared to him, she was practically penniless…
Even with the large bills and smaller denominations, it only amounted to about three hundred yuan…
Speaking of selling wild game, she thought of the watches, radios, and various supplies that Xiao Chen had helped her procure in her online space…
I wonder if she could have become a millionaire in today's money.
Unfortunately, her body couldn't keep up...
Thinking of this, her little face began to show distress...
Yan Xiao panicked when he saw this, thinking she was complaining about the amount of money.
"Qingqing, believe me, I will earn more money in the future. I know it's not enough for you to be a rich woman now, but don't worry, I will work hard!"
Wen Qinghe was both amused and exasperated.
"Brother Yan, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about your own financial resources? Being a ten-thousand-yuan household is already quite remarkable... really!"
Yan Xiao didn't know if the girl was comforting him, but he knew she came from the capital city of Beijing.
In their country, having ten thousand yuan might be considered a great achievement, but there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your reach.
The cultural heritage of people in big cities is something that their small village can't compare to.
He was afraid, afraid that her family would look down on him for coming from a rural background…
He doesn't have a family background. If he can earn more money and become more powerful, could he try to become the young girl's family background?
You may also have the opportunity to talk to them.
It's not enough now; we're not earning enough.
He wasn't in a hurry to use the money before, and he would only get involved occasionally.
Having made up his mind, he planned to frequent the black market more often. He'd heard from Hei Zi and Xiao Xu that there were many ways to make money heading south. He figured he could try it after the harvest season, at least to provide the young woman with some security before marriage.
We'll have to wait until the girl's condition stabilizes after the acupuncture treatment.
"My sweetheart...I want a kiss..."
Wen Qinghe: ...
Tell her you'll kiss me if you want, and she'll actually be looking forward to it...
Okay, although she was really looking forward to it...
Yan Xiao watched as the little girl raised her head and gradually closed her eyes. He bent down and kissed her soft, fragrant lips.
He hooked his arm around her waist and lifted her up, intending to let her sit in his arms so she wouldn't have to strain her head.
But the little girl spontaneously wrapped her legs around his waist.
Yan Xiao's breathing became heavy, his muscles tensed, and his blood rushed backward.
No one can resist their beloved girl wrapping herself tightly around their waist...
A kiss filled with desire traced the outline of her lips, sucking and grinding against them before deftly slipping between them. His tongue gently swept over every corner of her mouth, teasing and licking her tongue.
The little girl's lips were as sweet as nectar, filled with an intoxicating flavor that made him crave more...
Wen Qinghe felt that the man's body was burning hot, as if he were breathing fire.
His strength was so great it felt like he wanted to devour her; her mouth was filled with his chilling force.
By the time it was over, she was completely exhausted and could only be lifted up by his bottom with one hand and pulled into his arms.
Yan Xiao buried his face in the girl's slender neck, breathing heavily, his nostrils filled with her sweet fragrance...
His sweet scent is so enticing, like sweet glutinous rice cake, like maltose, I want to swallow it whole…
"My love... my love..."
The man whispered softly in her ear, like a big dog desperately needing its owner's comfort.
Wen Qinghe found her own description both laughable and pathetic.
Just as she was about to speak
But then they heard a knock on the door.
The sudden sound interrupted the tender atmosphere in the small square meter room and startled Wen Qinghe, who couldn't help but shrink back.
She was soothed by a man's gentle pats on her back.
Who's knocking on her door so late at night?
At this moment, Yan Xiao was still in her room, and she felt safe and secure in the man's arms.
She wasn't worried about danger, but rather that it wouldn't be good if someone saw her.
After all, hooliganism is such a serious crime in this era…
Upon hearing the knock on the door, Yan Xiao instinctively wrapped the little girl up tightly and adopted a defensive posture towards the outside.
Upon seeing this, Wen Qinghe quickly spoke up:
Who is it?
"It's me, Fang Ming."
Upon hearing a man's voice, Yan Xiao's entire body tensed with hostility. Was this a sent-down youth from the designated settlement? How dare he knock on his girlfriend's door…
Wen Qinghe was speechless. It was almost eight o'clock already, wasn't it?
Don't they usually go back to their rooms to sleep around 7 p.m.?
"Is something wrong so late?"
"No, I just noticed you haven't eaten with us for the past two meals. I brought you some osmanthus cake. Please open the door."
"No need! I'm not eating, it's late, I need to sleep!"
Hearing Wen Qinghe's cold voice from outside the door, Fang Ming clutched the pastries in his hands, unwilling to give them up.
"Hey Wen, I'll leave this on the door or window for you. Remember to open the door and get it tomorrow..."
"I said I don't need it! Take it back, I don't like it."
Wen Qinghe was annoyed. Couldn't this person understand what she was saying...?
Only after realizing the person outside the door had left did she relax and obediently nestle in Yan Xiao's arms.
Yan Xiao looked at the girl's troubled and irritable face, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his sharp gaze revealing a hint of danger.
Does he often bother you, Qingqing?
"Well, not really, it's just that this person has been making small talk these past couple of days."
"Okay, I won't let him bother Qingqing again."
Dare to have designs on his girlfriend…
Hearing the little girl yawning repeatedly, he gently put her on the bed, only then noticing that her lips were red and swollen from being sucked.
His eyes filled with regret and heartache as he went to Old Li's place to get some ointment to reduce the swelling.
He had just tried his best to control himself; the girl was too delicate. He should be gentler next time…
"Qingqing, go to sleep early. I'll come over tomorrow morning."
Thinking that the little girl probably washes her own clothes, I couldn't help but tell her again, "Sweetie, don't wash your clothes anymore. Give them to me. I'll come and pick them up tomorrow morning. Okay?"
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