The warm golden sunlight shone on him, giving his honey-colored skin a healthy glow. His broad shoulders and smooth back muscles rippled clearly as he swung the hoe, exuding a primal and wild power.
Sweat quickly soaked his back, sliding down his taut waistline and disappearing into the edge of his military green trousers.
Su Wantang's gaze was uncontrollably fixed on him.
Lu Linchuan's body has been tempered and refined, every inch of it is full of explosive power, it is the purest beauty of strength that belongs to a soldier and to a man.
The hoe struck the hard earth with a dull thud, each strike so powerful it seemed to smash through any obstacle.
Su Wantang's heart pounded in rhythm with the hoeing.
She unconsciously swallowed, her cheeks burning hot. She could only look away, pretending to look at the clouds on the horizon. But all she could hear was his steady, powerful breathing and the sound of the hoe breaking through the soil.
That voice was like a seductive spell.
Seeing that he was sweating more and more, Su Wantang handed him a water glass, "You've sweated so much, have some water."
Lu Linchuan took a sip of the water she handed him, and the fatigue from before was instantly swept away, and he was full of energy again.
The men cleared the land quickly, and in just over half an hour, they had cleared a large area of soft ridges.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, turned to look at Su Wantang, his voice slightly hoarse from the work: "Wife, what should we plant here?"
Su Wantang thought for a moment, "Let's plant lettuce."
At this moment, the land, which he had tidied up, exuded a fresh earthy fragrance.
“Okay.” Lu Linchuan opened a packet of seeds and was about to plant them.
"I'll come with you. Let's work together." Su Wantang felt uncomfortable having him work alone; working together would be much faster.
"It's too sunny, and you're pregnant," Lu Linchuan frowned, disapproving.
"It's okay, I'll just plant for a little while. I'll stop if I feel uncomfortable," Su Wantang said in a sweet voice. "Don't worry, I won't tire myself out."
“Let’s plant them together. I want to share some of the burden with you,” Su Wantang said softly.
Looking into the woman's gentle eyes, the man did not refuse; he nodded and said, "Okay."
The man poured some into Su Wantang's palm. His rough fingertips brushed against her palm, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.
"Put two or three seeds in every so often." He squatted down and demonstrated personally. His tall figure squatted in front of the small field ridge, yet it didn't seem out of place at all.
Following his example, Su Wantang carefully buried the seeds in the soil.
Under the sunlight, a tall and strong figure and a petite and delicate figure stood one in front of the other, silently planting a patch of life in the yard.
The two of them divided the area and planted lettuce seeds, then potatoes, tomatoes, and bell peppers.
After planting the last few seeds, Su Wantang stood up and patted the soil off her hands.
Lu Linchuan walked to the well, pumped up a full bucket of water, scooped it up with a ladle, and poured it over his head.
Cool well water washed over his burning body, droplets running down his neat short hair, across his angular face, over his prominent Adam's apple, and down his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles...
The whole scene was filled with wild tension, which made Su Wantang blush and hurriedly turn her face away.
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