The charcoal brazier inside the house was burning brightly, and a wooden frame supported it, from which hung an old kettle without its lid.
There was half a pot of water inside, with a faint steam rising from it; it would probably boil in a little while.
The room was fairly clean. The mottled cypress bed had no curtains, and a long wooden beam was tied to one end of the bed for support.
A rope was tied to the wood, and the other end of the rope was fixed to the window frame of the back window.
A scarf that Zhao Wu had just washed was hanging on a rope that was about eight or nine feet long.
A patched coat was hanging out to dry.
“Miss Yan’er, there are no stools in the room, you can sit on the edge of the bed.”
A "crash" sound came from next door, followed by the sound of a wooden bucket hitting the ground.
Caiyan glanced at the curtain at the bathroom door, then closed the door and replied, "You're busy, I'll sit and wait for you."
"Miss Yan'er, close the door tightly, or the wind will blow it open." Before Zhao Wu finished speaking, the door was indeed pushed open by a strong gust of wind.
"Bang!"
The door slammed heavily against the wall, and Caiyan quickly turned around and closed it again.
With another "bang," the door finally slammed shut.
To prevent the strong wind from blowing the door open again, Caiyan simply pulled down the bolt.
The house had been in disrepair for years, and even the door was deformed.
Caiyan turned around. Perhaps because it was morning, the room wasn't too dark. There was a worn-out table under the window by the door next to the bed.
There was a rough ceramic bowl on the table, which was probably used by Zhao Wu to drink water.
There was also a pine oil lamp on top, but there wasn't much pine oil in it at all.
Caiyan reached out and pushed hard, the table shook slightly, and the tinderbox rolled away.
Caiyan quickly reached out, picked up the tinderbox, and put it back in its place.
The curtain to the washroom was lifted, and Zhao Wu, shirtless with a coarse cotton cloth wrapped around his waist, walked out.
His muscular chest was bulging, and his chest hair was thick. Water droplets rolled down his neck and disappeared into the dark chest hair.
Further down, the V-line is clearly defined, and the eight-pack abs are neatly arranged.
Zhao Wu had dark skin, a broad back and thick waist, and a strong and robust physique, which was worlds apart from Su Peng's scholarly and slender figure and fair skin.
"you……"
Even though Caiyan wasn't a virgin, she still felt a little embarrassed when she saw Zhao Wu shirtless.
This scene looks incredibly impactful.
Zhao Wu noticed that Caiyan's gaze lingered on him for a couple of moments, and a smug look appeared on his face.
His aunt once told him that women liked his strong, ox-like physique, and that he could go ahead and seduce Miss Jiang.
He grinned at Caiyan and pointed to the bed, "The clothes are over there."
Zhao Wu walked towards her, and Caiyan's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Looking down, she noticed a bulge under the coarse cloth wrapped around her waist, and Caiyan's cheeks instantly flushed.
Zhao Wu walked to the bedside but didn't rush to get dressed. He stared intently at Caiyan, and after a long while, he managed to utter, "Miss Yan'er, you are so beautiful."
Caiyan calmed her flustered thoughts and looked up to meet Zhao Wu's burning gaze.
He cut to the chase and asked, "Zhao Wu, I want to cooperate with you. I want to break free from slavery. Are you willing to help me?"
Zhao Wu grinned憨厚ly, "If you're willing, I'll listen to Miss Yan'er."
Caiyan had made herself perfectly clear, yet Zhao Wu was still staring at her like a complete idiot.
Caiyan decided to go all out, "Zhao Wu, you know I'm the young master's concubine now. If you're willing to help me, I'll be yours from now on."
"Once we have some money, I'll take you far away, away from Beijing, to somewhere where nobody knows us, where we'll sell barbecue and have children."
"OK?"
Overwhelmed by the sudden happiness, Zhao Wu was filled with excitement. He wrapped his arms around Caiyan and pulled her into his embrace.
“Miss Yan’er, I was right. You like me. I, Zhao Wu, am penniless. How could I dare to look down on you? I, I like you.”
Zhao Wu wasn't good at sweet talk, and when he got excited, he gripped Caiyan's ribs so tightly that they hurt.
After the two of them talked things out, Caiyan relaxed and reached out to hug his strong waist.
With this hug, their bodies pressed even closer together, and through their thick cotton-padded coats, they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.
“Miss Yan’er, I, I want to…” Zhao Wu didn’t know how to express himself and stammered.
Inexperienced in such matters, he was flushed and panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot and he had lost his mind. He gripped her tightly, as if he wanted to meld Caiyan into his body.
Caiyan understood his meaning perfectly well. She used her fingers to stroke Zhao Wu's back, and then moved forward little by little.
She gave a shy "Mmm," and Zhao Wu's last shred of reason crumbled. His hands trembled as he reached to unbutton her clothes.
Whether it was because the two were too enthusiastic or because the charcoal fire in the room was too strong, the two were so excited that their faces turned red.
As the two hesitated, the coarse cloth that Zhao Wu had wrapped around his waist fell down.
Caiyan glanced at it casually and was shocked to find that it was much larger than Su Peng's.
Zhao Wu was a rough and uncouth man with no experience in unbuttoning a girl's clothes. He used too much force and pulled off both buttons.
Caiyan gave him a playful glare, then said shyly, "I can do it myself."
Zhao Wu was like a starving beast. As soon as Caiyan took off her cotton-padded coat, he picked her up and put her on the wooden bed. With one hand, he pulled down and Caiyan's cotton-padded pants and underpants disappeared.
A tall figure loomed over her, and Caiyan shuddered. She whispered, "Don't be too rough, I'm scared."
"No, I'm not afraid, I like you."
Zhao Wu was like a wild beast lost in the dark, unable to find his way home, until Caiyan guided him and he finally found his way home.
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