Chapter 130 A figure swayed, the wooden bed creaked…
Chapter 130
Meng Yingying paused, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible, and whispered, "I'm afraid you'll stop."
Qi Donghan paused for a moment, then looked down at her and chuckled softly. The laughter came from his chest and was very pleasant, and even the corners of his lips turned up slightly.
"Don't worry," he whispered hoarsely in her ear, "Don't worry, I won't stop."
As he finished speaking, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he seemed to ignite a fire within Meng Yingying.
The crackling charcoal fire outside cast a red glow on the two of them, turning their skin a reddish hue.
He called out in a low, hoarse voice, his eyes hazy, the restraint in them almost impossible to conceal, "Yingying..."
The sound was deep and resonant from the heat of the charcoal fire, yet it burned her ear tips until they tingled.
Meng Yingying looked up at him, and their clothes slowly disappeared. Qi Dong's muscular chest was completely exposed.
You can even see the texture of the wheat-colored skin.
Healthy and fit.
The two embraced, as if trying to meld all the longing they had felt over the past few days into their very bones.
Meng Yingying trembled slightly, but instead of avoiding him, she took the initiative to meet him.
The wooden bed creaked, and Meng Yingying hooked her arm around his neck, swaying gently.
The charcoal fire burned ever brighter, and the temperature inside the room rose higher and higher. Until finally, the red-hot charcoal fire slowly began to die out, and then a single spark exploded.
Meng Yingying's mind went blank, and she subconsciously curled her toes, which traced across Qi Donghan's calf.
An extreme feeling of dizziness made her feel as if she didn't know what year it was.
Hearing the explosive sound, Meng Yingying opened her eyes, her vision blurred with tears as she looked at Qi Donghan on top of her.
"Qi Donghan." Her voice was a little hoarse and dry.
The man chuckled softly, his palm stroking up her ankle, a thin layer of sweat on it, as if polishing porcelain, smoothing her skin all the way up.
However, her skin was naturally fair and delicate, and it felt wonderful to hold in one's hand.
"Um?"
His voice was hoarse and slurred, yet he still enunciated the word very softly, as if coaxing a kitten.
Meng Yingying's eyes and brows were flushed, and she also seemed a little shy after being so open with him.
She buried her face in his shoulder, but secretly opened her mouth and left a shallow tooth mark on his collarbone.
Qi Donghan hissed, not from pain but from a slight itch.
Itchy, he pulled her back onto his lap, wrapped her in the blanket, and curled her up like a spring roll, leaving only her excessively beautiful eyes showing.
Perhaps because she had just cried, her skin appeared even clearer and cleaner.
"Qi Donghan..." she called out again, her voice muffled from the seam of the blanket, clutching her aching back, "Could you please use less force?"
"I know." He gently stroked the corner of her eye with his fingertips, where the flush hadn't faded. "Will I be gentler later?"
Meng Yingying glared at him, but then laughed first.
She couldn't stop laughing, so she pressed her forehead against his chest and said, "I'm a little thirsty."
Qi Donghan let her act coquettishly. Hearing this, he finally got up and placed the spring rolls on the bedside table. "Wait for me."
He got up without clothes on, revealing his taut waist muscles without any warning.
Next comes his capital; he quickly put on his pants, and as he walked, his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs became apparent.
He's practically walking hormones.
Seeing him turn and leave the room, Meng Yingying rolled herself up in the blankets and rolled around on the bed, her mind filled with the feeling of that explosive moment.
It's a bit like shooting straight into the sky.
Anyway, it's a bit addictive.
No wonder people say that love between men and women can easily lead to addiction.
It was really—quite enjoyable.
Meng Yingying spat at herself, "Big Yellow Girl."
Just as he was lost in thought, Qi Donghan came in, carrying an enamel saucer with steaming hot water inside.
He held Meng Yingying in his arms and fed her the drink.
Despite Meng Yingying's usual impressive demeanor, she was like a porcelain doll in the face of such a disparity in size and strength.
Qi Donghan can strike whatever pose he wants.
There was absolutely no room for refusal.
Meng Yingying was so angry that she was fuming, but she felt that she was angry for no reason, since Qi Donghan had gone to such lengths to serve her.
Even drinking water is done by having the bowl held to their mouth and fed to them.
Watching her grit her teeth one moment and laugh the next, Qi Donghan raised an eyebrow. Seeing that she had finished drinking, he put the enamel mug aside. "Thinking of something?"
With a hint of joking.
Meng Yingying saw the mischievousness in his smile. She ignored him, turned around, and rolled herself up in the blanket, hiding herself completely.
Qi Donghan didn't say anything, he just kept opening the quilt, and soon Meng Yingying was exposed again.
She felt a chill and gasped.
Qi Donghan took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, his warm chest instantly giving her warmth.
The two of them stayed quietly together, embracing and chatting under the covers, but their relationship quickly deteriorated.
This commotion lasted until almost dawn.
Meng Yingying never knew that her figure, which she used to dance, could have such a great advantage.
Those legs, they could put them anywhere they wanted.
Especially since Qi Donghan was such a restrained person, he seemed like a completely different person in the middle of the night.
She didn't know how she fell asleep, but in the middle of the night, she really couldn't move.
This thing is truly joyful.
But it's really tiring.
She was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. As she drifted off to sleep, she felt that this characteristic of Qi Donghan was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.
She was asleep, her breathing deep and even.
Qi Donghan was still somewhat unsatisfied.
His deep eyes were filled with obscurity and aggression, and his gaze never left Meng Yingying's face from beginning to end.
Those rough, large hands roamed over Meng Yingying's waist, gesturing with their hands. Qi Donghan's eyes widened slightly. "So slender."
Meng Yingying's waist was only as wide as his hand. If his fingers were stretched out a little further, her waist would probably be narrower than his hand.
Below that, her two legs were thin, white, and straight.
It is also extremely powerful.
Especially when Meng Yingying wrapped her legs around his waist, Qi Donghan felt his blood run cold.
He never knew—it could be done like this.
Qi Donghan didn't sleep all night; his eyes were fixed on Meng Yingying. She was so beautiful.
Beautiful eyebrows.
Beautiful eyes.
Even her nose and mouth look good.
As Qi Donghan watched, he couldn't resist taking a peck at her. After the peck, he reached out to touch her eyebrows and then her nose.
Even those usually cold and aloof eyes were now filled with tenderness and love, almost dripping with affection.
Qi Donghan didn't know how long he had been watching. He was reluctant to close his eyes, afraid that if he did, he would wake up from the dream.
He's gone.
He has never been lucky or happy; that was his past perception.
But now, looking at Meng Yingying lying in his arms, his heart felt as if it were filled with something.
I'm extremely satisfied.
Thinking of this, Qi Donghan reached out and gently touched her cheek, which was warm and soft.
This made him feel more real.
He really got married.
Yingying is all alone now.
He finally has his own home.
That house contained both him and Meng Yingying.
When Meng Yingying woke up again, it was already broad daylight. She opened her eyes, and sunlight streamed in through the curtains. She felt a little dazed.
When she reached out to touch the edge of the bed, she found that the bed where Qi Donghan had slept was already cold.
It seems that Qi Donghan has been gone for quite some time.
Meng Yingying got up, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground. Luckily, she was quick enough to grab the headboard and prevent herself from falling.
Meng Yingying took a deep breath and calmed herself down before leaving the room. She realized that she hadn't been asleep last night.
Qi Donghan is probably going to kill her.
This was after she had second thoughts halfway through, and her body was already in this state. I can't even imagine doing it all night.
After she washed up, she found a steamed bun and an egg heated in a pot, which were a little warm.
Meng Yingying added some firewood, heated it up, and then started eating. Actually, she didn't have much of an appetite; her whole body felt like she had been beaten up.
Forget about going to competitions, she can't even concentrate on practicing basic skills in the practice room now.
"Yingying?"
There was a knock at the door; it was Zhao Yueru's voice. Meng Yingying immediately got up and went to open the door. Zhao Yueru was dressed very warmly, her face completely covered with a scarf.
Only one pair of eyes were visible.
Zhou Jingsong was still supporting her from the side. When Meng Yingying saw this scene, her heart skipped a beat, and she ignored the fact that her back was still a little sore.
She quickly walked to the door and asked, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"
Zhao Yueru had a long face. "Yingying, the baby isn't doing well, and I need to take measures to save the pregnancy."
Meng Yingying was startled. "Then why did you come out?"
His voice rose a few decibels, "Go back and lie down."
Zhao Yueru was unwilling to accept it. "I feel that I am in good health. I can eat and sleep well, so why can't I get out of bed?"
Meng Yingying ignored this advice and, together with Zhou Jingsong, pushed Zhao Yueru back home from both sides and settled her on the bed.
She was relieved and went to the kitchen to cook. Meng Yingying covered Zhao Yueru with a blanket, and when she bent down, her neck was exposed.
Zhao Yueru was in a bad mood, but when she saw the red mark on Meng Yingying's neck, she was instantly overjoyed, as if she had discovered a new continent.
"Yingying, did you and Qi Donghan do 'that'?"
wink.
Even at this moment, Zhao Yueru forgot that she had a restless brat in her arms.
Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Meng Yingying nodded and gave a soft "hmm".
"How about it?"
Afraid that Zhou Jingsong would hear, Zhao Yueru deliberately lowered her voice and asked quietly. But her expression clearly showed she was very gossipy.
Meng Yingying was a little embarrassed, so she raised her hand and patted her shoulder, saying, "Whatever happens to you, happens to me."
All soldiers are the same; once they're in bed, they're like wolves—you can never get enough of them.
Hearing this, Zhao Yueru instantly understood. She touched her big belly and said with a bitter face, "Don't be like me. Don't do anything without taking precautions, or you'll get pregnant next month."
Meng Yingying suddenly realized what had happened, and she looked terrified.
"What's wrong?"
“We started using condoms last night, but I forgot about them later.”
This is really a big problem.
She couldn't sit still any longer. "Yueru, let Zhou Jingsong take care of you first. Tell me if you need anything, and I'll ask Qi Donghan when I get back."
She didn't want to be on the path of building her career only to get pregnant and ruin everything.
When Qi Donghan returned home at noon, the first thing Meng Yingying asked was, "Did you wear a condom last night?"
Qi Donghan was taking off his coat, preparing to go into the kitchen to get busy, when he heard this he paused, then nodded awkwardly, "I'm wearing it."
“I asked the clinic for six, and there are only two left.”
The two came four times in one night, almost using up all six condoms at once.
"After I get off work tonight, I'll go to the clinic again to get some sanitary pads."
Yingying's career is important right now, and she can't get pregnant, so they have to think of other solutions.
Meng Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." She touched her belly and said softly, "I don't plan to have children for the next few years. I want to dance and compete more. When I get a little older and can't dance anymore, then we'll have children."
Qi Dong paused, then nodded and deftly washed the cabbage. "I know."
He's not ready to be a father yet.
Qi Donghan was a very good cook. He stir-fried a spicy and sour cabbage dish that Meng Yingying loved. Instead of rice, he made her a bowl of hot soup noodles, which Meng Yingying ate with great satisfaction.
"It tastes better than the steamed buns I had this morning."
Qi Donghan: "Then I'll make you some hot noodle soup before I leave in the morning and set it aside?"
Meng Yingying shook her head, "It won't taste good if it gets soggy. I'll see later."
She went to the practice room in the afternoon. When she arrived, Ye Yingtao and the others were dancing, and Gu Xiaotang was already there giving instructions.
She didn't jump, she just twitched to the east and then to the west.
Gu Xiaotang is a formally trained professional, and in terms of basic skills, she is even more solid than Coach Zhao.
With Gu Xiaotang joining them, Ye Yingtao and her classmates made rapid progress.
They quickly got into the zone.
He was so envious that he sent four people from the provincial song and dance troupe to learn from them. They studied for half a month at a time, and then sent four more people over.
It's clear that Director He knows how to take advantage of people.
Days passed by like this. The atmosphere in the Harbin Art Troupe was alright, with some backstabbing and infighting, but compared to what Gu Xiaotang had seen at the Central Ballet Troupe, it was nothing.
So she adapted quite well.
Before we knew it, the end of the year was approaching, and the government tightened its budget, making it difficult to have a prosperous New Year.
When the quartermaster approached Commander Chen, asking him to allocate money and ration coupons for everyone to buy and distribute New Year's goods.
Commander Chen had no choice but to shake his head. "Accountant Li showed me the accounts. The goods collected in the fall were converted into cash. First, it was used to pay everyone's wages. Second, it was used to buy everyone new equipment this year. Third, it was all spent on food."
"You can check the accounts yourselves; there's no money in them."
That money has long been spent; we earned a lot, but we also spent a lot.
After the quartermaster finished reading, he tentatively asked, "Could we apply for funding from higher authorities again? It's almost Chinese New Year, we can't be so poor that we can't even get a piece of meat."
He'll probably be cursed to death by his subordinates when the time comes.
Commander Chen said, "We have no money."
"There's no money at the top either. Even the top leaders can't guarantee that they'll be able to eat meat on New Year's Day."
The conditions were that harsh.
Qi Donghan also thought of Meng Yingying at home. She had been back for more than 20 days, and whether in the canteen or at home, she had been eating radishes, cabbage, and pickled cabbage almost every meal.
So, Qi Donghan glanced at Zhou Jingsong and suggested, "How about we take a week before the New Year and go up the mountain to do another mission?"
"Hunt whatever you can find. It would be best if you could catch wild boar, rabbit, or pheasant. If not, just hunt a few rabbits so that the soldiers can have some meat on their dinner table on New Year's Eve."
That's very honest advice.
Moreover, this suggestion is indeed good now. After thinking for a while, Division Commander Chen agreed, "Then let's organize a team to go up the mountain before the New Year."
"No matter what we gather, we'll eat it ourselves and not sell it."
There are over a thousand people stationed here, and they can digest whatever they collect.
Now that we've set a goal, the next step is to get busy.
Having learned from the experience of autumn, and with the addition of Zhou Jingsong, who was quite daring, he secretly went into the mountains several times.
This collection mission was organized by Qi Donghan and himself.
Although the snow-capped mountains are dangerous in winter, they are teeming with prey. A single trip into the mountains ensures a good New Year for everyone in the Harbin-based team.
Starting on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow fell outside, so the team changed their daily training to hunting exercises in the mountains.
Groups act for the group, and individuals act for themselves.
Zhou Jingsong was desperately trying to reach the mountains and riverbanks because there was a pregnant woman in his family. After the New Year, Zhao Yueru's due date was approaching.
I plan to stock up on more fish and meat so that Zhao Yueru can use them during her postpartum period.
Qi Donghan was similar. Meng Yingying didn't like eating coarse grains, so he wanted to go up the mountain to get some good things to nourish her body. They couldn't be eating coarse grains, radishes, and cabbage on New Year's Eve.
Thus, the two sides reached an agreement quickly.
When the entire stationed team goes on a mission, even the cultural troupe can't escape it.
With heavy snow blocking the mountains, everyone gathered in the mountains to collect supplies for the New Year. Meng Yingying was no exception; she was worried about leaving Zhao Yueru alone at home.
He then informed Commander Chen's wife, Xia Huilan, in advance, asking her to stay home and keep an eye on Zhao Yueru, in case anything happened to her and she was unaware of it.
Zhao Yueru went directly to Commander Chen's house during the day and knitted a sweater with Xia Huilan.
With this, Meng Yingying was completely at ease. When they arrived at the mountain, they split into two teams, and she specifically asked Commander Fang to put her and Gu Xiaotang in the same team.
Ye Yingtao and Lin Qiu were also here; they had gone from being the original trio to a group of four.
Gu Xiaotang had been practicing dance since she was a child and had never been on a mission like this before. As soon as she arrived on the mountain, she couldn't take her eyes off it. "It's so beautiful."
The snow-capped mountains stretch as far as the eye can see, pristine and breathtaking, a sight to behold.
Meng Yingying smiled and said, "Be careful and watch your step."
Because you can easily fall in.
The men went hunting, while Meng Yingying and the others collected food from under the nearby trees.
Look around for frozen mushrooms, pine nuts, and hazelnuts.
The team didn't mind these things, since buying peanuts and melon seeds during the New Year would cost a lot of money, but if they could get pine nuts and hazelnuts in the mountains...
Pine nuts are actually easier to obtain and pick in winter than in autumn.
Especially during this season when the snow is heavy and people can't climb up, they tie leg braces to their legs, put on tree climbing irons, and quickly climb up the tree. Once they're up, they can use a long pole to knock the tower down.
The weather was cold, and a thick layer of snow covered the ground. The pine resin was frozen and brittle, making a crisp cracking sound. If you hit it with a long pole, it would fall down in a rustling sound.
Picking pine cones in the snow is the easiest way, because the snow is thick and doesn't hurt your hands.
If someone picking pine cones falls, there's thick snow to cushion their fall, so at least they won't die.
Meng Yingying and her friends were looking for these big trees. There would always be some that were missed when they were harvesting in the autumn. She had a sharp eye and soon found three trees with pine cones.
She couldn't get up there, but Qi Donghan and the others could; they could use long poles to go up.
With a flurry of activity, Meng Yingying and her friends landed below to collect pine cones, and soon their bags were filled to the brim.
Picking pine cones isn't enough; if you walk further and step on the snow, you can find frozen mushrooms, glistening and shiny, in the sheltered spot behind the woodpile.
This kind of frozen mushroom stewed with chicken is the most delicious.
Meng Yingying couldn't take her eyes off the frozen mushrooms, and kept stuffing them into the bag while wearing gloves.
Not content with her act, she also called Gu Xiaotang over, saying, "Come here quickly and pick up this frozen mushroom."
"We also make chicken stew with mushrooms ourselves."
Where can you find a meal as delicious as eating at home when you eat in the cafeteria?
So when Meng Yingying called out, Gu Xiaotang got hungry, as did Ye Yingtao and Lin Qiu. The two of them squatted down and dug into the snow.
Ignoring the cold, I picked the frozen mushrooms and put them in the basket.
Meng Yingying was lucky; she picked mushrooms wherever she went, and in no time, she had collected five or six baskets of frozen mushrooms.
The women are picking pine nuts, hazelnuts, and frozen mushrooms.
The men were hunting. Zhou Jingsong was a skilled hunter, and he set traps early in the morning in the snowdrifts several meters deep.
Whether it's a pheasant or a rabbit that falls in, the weather is cold, and once it freezes, it can't fly at all.
Meng Yingying tiptoed over and asked Qi Donghan, "Did you catch him?"
Qi Donghan shushed him and pointed to the spot where the snares had been set. Sure enough, pheasants and rabbits came out to forage for food.
They placed a lot of bait on it, which attracted the wild animals.
Meng Yingying even softened her breathing.
Gu Xiaotang was in a similar situation; she had never experienced anything like this before, and immediately focused intently on it, saying, "Go down."
"Get down."
"Get down quickly."
Because they watched helplessly as the pheasant ran up to the snowdrift and started pecking at the coarse rice on it.
The wild rabbits also started eating Chinese cabbage, a leafy green that is not easy to find in winter.
Once he went up there, things took a turn for the worse. Zhou Jingsong lay on the ground and suddenly pulled on the rope, which was hidden under the snow and was instantly pulled up.
The rabbit fell down with a thud.
The pheasant was the same, but it had wings and instinctively tried to fly, but it was too cold outside and its wings froze. After flapping around for a long time, it still fell down.
Qi Donghan and Zhou Jingsong went to close the net.
Meng Yingying went over to look, but Gu Xiaotang suddenly tugged at Meng Yingying's sleeve. Meng Yingying turned around, still somewhat puzzled.
Gu Xiaotang smiled and said softly, "Senior sister, I feel like I could live like this for the rest of my life."
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Author's note: I'll try to write another chapter tonight, wait for me~
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