Chapter 24

Qiao Wei was actually also restless.

She and Yan Lei had slept in the same bed, and they were a legal couple, and they even had a child - well, although she picked up a ready-made baby and became a mother painlessly.

In short, things between men and women, it felt like it would happen.

The conditions created by the god of transmigrating books, and they were both mature men and women, so there was no need to be pretentious. When the two of them were holding hands just now, they had already tacitly understood and had a common expectation for tonight.

Qiao Wei read "The Adventures of Little Rag Doll" to Yan Xiang, and Yan Xiang listened with relish, but Qiao Wei's heart was floating.

In the gap between turning the pages, she looked up at the window and saw Yan Lei sitting on a small bamboo chair with the book held up almost as high as his head. It was unclear whether he was really reading or not.

Qiao Wei held back her laughter and called him, "Come in and take a look, it's dark outside."

Yan Lei said "Oh" and came in with a book. They were all reading, so the three of them were crammed into one room to save electricity.

But two of the three people were distracted, and only Yan Xiang was listening to his mother reading seriously.

This kind of restless and lustful thoughts continued until Qiao Wei went to the toilet with a flashlight before going to bed, and then it came to an abrupt end.

She came out of the toilet and hurried into the house.

Yan Lei was naked, wiping his body with a towel next to the massage well, and his eyes were hot when he looked at her.

But Qiao Wei's expression was subtle, and she was hesitant to speak. In the end, she said nothing and walked quickly into the house.

Yan Lei called her: "Do you want me to get you a basin of warm water?"

Qiao Wei replied in the room: "No."

Does that mean she won't wipe it?

She loves cleanliness the most. Why not wipe it today? Yan Lei was a little worried. Did he misunderstand?

But the atmosphere at that time in the evening was obviously very good, and there was warmth in the palms and eyes.

He rolled the towel and went into the room, but Qiao Wei came out again while wiping her body with him.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Qiao Wei said: "Wash something."

"......?" Yan Lei, "Wash what? I'll do it."

Qiao Wei directly refused: "No, just a little thing, you go in." He

looked at her in the dark, as if she only had a small thing in her hand, clenched in her palm, it was indeed not big.

Yan Lei did not argue with her and went back to the room.

He lay on the kang and waited for her.

There was a faint sound of splashing water in the yard. After a long time, Qiao Wei came in.

"I turned off the light." She said.

"Turn it off."

The room fell into darkness.

There was the sound of changing clothes, and soon Qiao Wei also got on the kang in the dark.

The two lay side by side.

"Can the toilet be equipped with a light?"

"Okay."

"Put the rope outside the door, so that when you go to the toilet at night, you can open the door and pull the toilet light, and turn it off when you come back."

"Okay."

No one spoke, and the room became quiet.

After a short moment, Yan Lei turned over and pressed on.

The man's breath wrapped around her, and every part of his body was hard, and his vitality was like a strong flame.

Qiao Wei closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the fiery vitality for a moment.

However, when the man nibbled on her neck, she bit her lip and held his shoulders: "No..."

Yan Lei froze, thinking that he was rejected again like before.

But Qiao Wei immediately explained: "My aunt is here."

"......?" Yan Lei didn't understand, "You still have an aunt? Where is she? In town?"

It turned out that the aunt was not called aunt at this time. Qiao Wei changed the way she said it: "It's menstruation. Menstruation, you know?"

A man who is married and a father knows something about women.

Yan Lei was very depressed: "Why is it here?"

"That's not something I can control." Qiao Wei was also innocent.

She tried her best to hold back her laughter. But Yan Lei still noticed the vibration in her abdomen.

She was already depressed enough, but she was still smiling.

...

So, she actually agreed, right? She didn't refuse just now. She just couldn't.

Qiao Wei hugged Yan Lei's shoulders, patted his back soothingly, and then tried to push him down.

But her body was slender and soft, and Yan Lei felt that he could completely cover her. He didn't want to go down, but buried his face in her neck.

Her body breath fascinated him.

Qiao Wei didn't push him again.

She closed her eyes and hugged him, accepting his touch.

His palms were crepey and rough. When the palm slid over, the stinging feeling made people shudder.

The two people who had not seen each other for a long time hugged each other tightly.

No one said a word, and they could only hear each other's breathing in the dark.

Qiao Wei allowed Yan Lei to touch her skin and explore his body.

She took off his tank top. He also took off her top. Nothing could be seen in the dark, so she could only rely on her palms to confirm the shapes.

The undulating muscles and slender waist were tightly fitted without any gaps.

Until his palms became stronger and stronger and her breathing became heavier, she held his hands and murmured, "No..."

Yan Lei knew it was not possible, so he buried his head in the crook of her neck to adjust his breathing. He raised his head again and kissed her face tentatively.

She did not turn away in disgust as she did before.

Yan Lei was encouraged and kissed her again boldly, kissing her cheeks, ears, and sucking her earlobes.

That was Qiao Wei's sensitive spot. It was like this before, and it is still like this in a different world.

Qiao Wei whimpered. If this continues, she can't stand it. She turned her head and struggled to break away.

But Yan Lei got the pleasure and chased after her without giving up.

Qiao Wei couldn't dodge, so she simply grabbed the back of his head and moved forward to block his lips.

Yan Lei seemed to be cast a spell of immobilization for a moment, and dared not move.

Qiao Wei let go of his lips and stroked the back of his neck with her palm.

There was no memory of kissing him. It may be that it was washed away by the selective memory filter, or it may be... there really was no memory.

I remember reading a literary work before, in which a husband who was serving in the army came home to visit his family. At night, he wanted to kiss his wife, but his wife slapped him in the face and scolded him for being a hooligan. The article was not even about the 1960s and 1970s. I remember it seemed to be the 1980s and 1990s, but it was in a very remote rural area.

Whether it was due to the times or the region, it was normal for couples not to kiss because of closed-mindedness.

Anyway, the man seemed to be afraid to move. Did he think that he just touched her by accident?

Qiao Wei raised her head slightly and touched his lips again.

If she really wanted to tease, she should use her tongue. But Qiao Wei was a substitute after all, and she was afraid that if she took too big a step, she would be exposed and arouse suspicion, so she didn't dare.

She could only touch and wipe it lightly with her lips. She

froze for a moment, and then broke the spell in a moment.

In the darkness, the man pressed down like a mountain, chasing her lips and biting her, clumsy and immature.

Qiao Wei was made to giggle by him.

The man paused, tried to control the strength, and gradually mastered the technique.

Qiao Wei stopped laughing and closed her eyes.

Qiao Wei didn't remember how she fell asleep, but she only remembered that Yan Lei kept asking for her lips, endlessly. Just like a child who had eaten candy for the first time.

When she was half asleep, he said, "Why is there no mattress..."

She was so sleepy that she couldn't think straight. What mattress?

In a daze, she heard Yan Lei get out of bed, open the closet, then get back on bed, grab her waist and lift her up, and put something under her.

She didn't remember what happened next, but she fell asleep in the blanket.

That same night, Lin Xixi didn't have such a good time.

As soon as Captain Zhao came home, he took advantage of the opportunity to pull Lin Xixi to the corner of the yard, holding up the lunch box and asked, "What is this?"

Lin Xixi's heart skipped a beat. But she was not a real little girl. After all, she was older and had lived with her husband's family for so many years. She could lie without blinking: "Isn't this the lunch box I gave to Captain Yan this morning? He asked you to bring it back."

She looked calm and Captain Zhao almost thought he had misunderstood.

Then he thought something was wrong and asked, "Why did you send cakes to Xiao Yan?"

"My aunt said so," Lin Xixi said with eyes wide open and an innocent look. "My aunt said that Captain Yan is so pitiful. He married a wife but she doesn't even cook breakfast for him every day and he eats in the canteen all day long. I made some cakes and I wanted to give some to Captain Yan. They are neighbors, and aren't they comrades-in-arms with you? My aunt said you have a good relationship."

Captain Zhao said, "You are so generous."

It's not that Captain Zhao is stingy, but in the era of tight supplies, in addition to coupons, you need a food book to buy food, oil and non-staple food. Under such conditions, a family with a large population like his would not be so generous.

Moreover, he saw that the amount of cakes given in the morning was quite a lot, enough for a grown man to fill his stomach.

His sister's family has always been in financial difficulty, and he saves money every month to support them. How could they raise a girl who is so extravagant and gives things away without blinking an eye?

But Lin Xixi's expression was too calm, and she didn't feel guilty at all for doing something wrong. Instead, she took the lunch box, met Captain Zhao's gaze, and asked, "Uncle, what did you pull me over to tell me?"

Captain Zhao was speechless.

If there was a misunderstanding or something was said wrong, where would the little girl put her face? If she couldn't get over it, jumping into the river was no joke.

Captain Zhao coughed and said, "Don't meddle in other people's business. Only you women like to meddle in other people's business. You are meddling in other people's business. You are making Captain Yan's wife embarrassed. It makes her look like a lazy woman and you look like you are diligent."

Lin Xixi said, "Captain Yan's wife doesn't even make breakfast, so she is a lazy woman."

Lin Xixi looked down on such lazy women.

She especially hated such lazy women, who were often lucky, with their husbands pampering them and their mothers-in-law supporting them. No one dared to mess with them at home.

Unlike her, she was hardworking and virtuous all her life, but her in-laws only disliked her for being from the countryside and uneducated.

In this life, she must be the wife of a high-ranking official!

Lin Xixi wanted to be the wife of an official, and her eyes were red. When she becomes an official's wife, she will definitely ride in a small car to show off in front of the family who is luring her, and blind their eyes.

Bah!

Captain Zhao went to bed at night and muttered to his wife: "Don't gossip with Xixi. Good little girl, don't learn to be like a middle-aged woman."

Sister Yang kicked him: "What middle-aged woman? What's wrong with middle-aged women? Women can hold up half the sky, the Chairman said! What, you look down on women! How dare you disobey the highest instructions!"

Junzi and Wu Ni'er slept on the same kang with them, and the two children giggled.

Captain Zhao stiffened his neck: "Sleep! Whoever doesn't sleep will be beaten by me later."

The two children quickly closed their eyes and pretended to sleep. Junzi even pretended to snore, and he thought he acted very realistically.

Sister Yang patted the two children again and coaxed them to sleep.

After the two children fell asleep, she asked the man: "What did Xixi and I chew on that you want to blame me for?"

Captain Zhao said: "Just talk about the little Yan family, don't keep talking nonsense."

He told him about Lin Xixi sending cakes to Yan Lei.

Sister Yang slapped him on the arm: "You blame me for this? I said why there were not enough cakes in the morning. Oh, Xixi wanted to scoop an extra bowl of noodles at the beginning!"

Sister Yang figured it out.

"Girls grow up and cannot be kept at home. Your niece is thinking about love, and you blame me?"

"You have to take good care of her. Yan is a married man."

Captain Zhao was a little unsure: "I thought so at first, but it doesn't seem like that. I told Xixi about this, and Xixi didn't show any shyness at all. It really doesn't seem like that. If she likes Xiao Yan, how could she not be shy? A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl can't pretend to be like this. We are overthinking it."

The uncle said so, and the aunt couldn't force her husband's niece to splash dirty water on her. How could a young girl stand being splashed with dirty water? It was not uncommon for her to jump into the river, into the well, or drink pesticides when she got angry.

Sister Yang could only say, "That's right."

The couple didn't say anything. The room was quiet and the breathing of the two kids could be heard.

But both Captain Zhao and Sister Yang had their eyes closed.

What they said was one thing, but what they felt in their hearts was another.

After a while, Sister Yang said softly: "Look carefully in the army and quickly pick a suitable one for Xixi."

"Yes."

"Find a handsome one. Young ladies all like good-looking ones."

"Good looks can't be used to make a living... Hey, don't pinch me, hiss~ I know, I know."

Sister Yang let go of his hand and scolded him: "You better be careful. If you keep a niece of your age in our house and something bad happens, we won't be able to explain to you."

"I know, I know." Captain Zhao agreed, "I'll take a good look."