The thatched house, which stands alone with no neighbors, is now a little cleaner and more lively than the shabby and simple one it was a month ago. At least it looks like a place where people live.
The creaking, dilapidated wooden door was replaced, and the empty windows were replaced with wooden-framed paper windows. The newly built kang on the left side of the room had just been dampened. The surface of the kang was smooth and delicate, and the edges and corners were symmetrical and straight. It was obvious that the person who built the kang had put a lot of thought into it.
But even the bed hadn't been made yet, so it looked very cold and hard.
A square low wooden table and two wooden stools were added to the right side of the room. The table was crowded with a neatly rolled bedding, two sets of folded clothes and an enamel pot.
It seems like the owner is temporarily putting it there to make room.
There were also some miscellaneous items and a new pot piled under the table.
The kerosene lamp on the stool was lit, illuminating the medium-sized room.
The tinder that was thrown away in a hurry rolled to the ground, flickering with sparks.
In the light, a tall shadow appeared on the ground and moved onto the kang in an instant.
“Pah.”
The soaked white cotton shirt was thrown on the ground like pickles.
"Clang."
The half-closed wooden window was blown open by the sudden strong wind from the back mountain and hit the wall, and the autumn wind blew in.
Jiang Henian trembled all over, and like a little bear, he used his hands and feet to climb onto He Jinshan even more impatiently, making painful and unclear sobs.
"Cold... so hot..."
"I'm so itchy...it hurts..."
Her mind was completely confused, and she could only keep saying it hurt and itchy, and kept rubbing against the rock-hard body in front of her.
Compared to her current furnace-like temperature, the temperature of He Jinshan's body was as cool and comfortable as marble.
He Jinshan lifted Jiang Henian's hips with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her deeply, and with the other hand he pried the wooden window open and closed it.
I bent over and tried to put the person on the kang, but found that I couldn't pry him off no matter what I did. He started crying pitifully when I put a little force.
"You need to take off your wet clothes, dear, okay?"
He walked back quickly along the path holding the person in his arms, suffering a lot of "torture". His voice was hoarse and low, and his eyes were deep.
The wet and hot lips pressed against the neck, licking it randomly like a hungry puppy, and the wet tears also rubbed against the side of the neck.
No matter how I tried to coax her or even deliberately lowered my voice to make it harsh, nothing worked.
The negotiations failed.
The neck was licked until it was wet and then bitten again.
The man took a deep breath, bent his knees, walked forward, picked up the person and pressed him directly onto the kang.
When her back touched the cold and hard kang, Jiang Henian trembled all over, crying and making a fuss about being cold, and clung to He Jinshan even tighter.
After several attempts, the bedding rolled up on the small square table was just thrown onto the kang when it was pressed down by two soaking wet people and got wet.
After lying down, their bodies were completely pressed against each other. Jiang Henian finally calmed down a bit and was kissed. He even cooperated with taking off his clothes.
The pickled white shirt on the ground was covered by one wet piece of clothing after another.
Finally, there was no obstacle, and Jiang Henian let out a cry that was both comfortable and unbearable.
The medicinal properties that had been suppressed for so long seemed to have found a taste and were clamoring to cause chaos.
The volcano was on the verge of exploding, and finally found a gap to release its energy.
The corners of the girl's eyes had already turned red from the torture of the drug.
She wrapped her arms around the man's sturdy waist and hugged his strong shoulders very actively and clumsily.
I wanted to pry open the life-saving gap wider, but I couldn't find a way, and I cried again in desperation.
His nails scratched, slapped and hit the smooth and broad back.
"Give it to me...give it to me, wuwu..."
"Bad guy! Wuwu... I'm going to die, wuwu..."
The jaw was suddenly grabbed by a hot big hand, and the rough fingertips rubbing against the skin felt like an electric shock and torture.
In the midst of her suffering, someone asked her:
"who I am?"
The voice was low and husky, and it sent shivers down her spine, making her even hotter.
Jiang Henian was in so much pain that he was going crazy, but his wrists were grabbed and pressed against his head and he couldn't move.
I could only shake my dizzy head left and right and blink hard to see the person in front of me clearly.
The man's chiseled face was tense, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, and hot sweat dripped down his sharp jaw.
The girl struggled with her hands and cried out in anger:
"He Jinshan! You big bad guy! I will pay you back! Hurry up, wuwuwu..."
The next moment, her cries were drowned out.
The whole person was overturned and fell into a deeper and more confusing tide.
All night long, the hastily laid bedding had endured too much.
…
"Brother Shan."
"Shan Ge Shan Ge~"
Early the next morning, Chen Erhu, whose gossipy heart had been burning all night, slipped out of the door as soon as he opened his eyes and ran all the way to the end of the village.
He knocked quietly on the door, but heard nothing, so he bent down and put his ear to the door.
Suddenly the door was opened from the inside, and He Jinshan quickly squeezed out from the gap with his upper body naked.
He really rubbed his body against the size of the door opening and fit it perfectly, then quickly closed the door with his backhand, without revealing any of the scene inside the house.
Chen Erhu almost fell into his brother Shan's majestic chest muscles.
"What are you calling so early in the morning?"
He Jinshan's voice was low and hoarse from sleepiness, very manly.
Chen Erhu immediately stood up straight, scratching his head and grinning, "Brother, did you jump into the river to save someone last night? Was it my sister-in-law, Jiang Henian?"
"That's all you're asking?"
He Jinshan frowned and was about to chase them away.
"No, no, no! I'm just concerned about your health, Brother Shan. You look rosy and energetic, so you probably don't have a cold!"
He Jinshan leaned against the door with his arms folded, finally showing some patience.
Chen Erhu held up a few pieces of ginger with dirt on them. "But I brought some ginger. Brother, I'll make you some ginger water later. Your stove isn't on yet, so today's a good time to turn it on."
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