Chapter 5

Lu Jingze’s pupils narrowed and he subconsciously grabbed her arm.

When his rough palm touched the skin that was smoother and more delicate than silk, he reacted and let go as if his hand was burned.

“Lu Yujiao, stop messing around.”

Lu Yujiao paused in her action of grabbing her clothes, and looked back in shock.

“You still know my name?”

Lu Yujiao hadn’t heard anyone call her full name for a long time.

The villagers called her “fox spirit” behind her back and avoided her when they met her as if they were afraid of being infected by something unclean.

She didn’t expect that Lu Jingze still knew her after being away from home for several years.

Lu Jingze is six years older than Lu Yujiao.

The year Lu Yujiao came to live with her uncle and aunt at the age of twelve, Lu Jingze happened to be eighteen years old and was recruited into the army.

Every year, only three or four young men from the entire production brigade could leave the mountains and join the army.

Being able to join the army is such a great honor for the family.

Lu Yujiao still remembers listening to Ma Ying nagging at home for many days, asking Lu Zhaohu to learn from Lu Jingze and strive to join the army.

On the day Lu Jingze and his companions set off, everyone in the village went to celebrate and see them off.

Lu Yujiao also joined in the fun and squeezed into the crowd.

But she was too short, and even when she stood on tiptoe, she couldn’t see clearly what “Lu Jingze”, whose name she had heard so many times, looked like.

Until he came back this time.

Lu Yujiao came so close that she looked him up and down carefully.

Really high.

Really solid.

Upright and noble.

Lu Yujiao has never seen anyone better than Lu Jingze in her life.

So he was her first choice.

But he doesn’t like her.

Other men tried every way to take advantage of her, but he refused even when she offered herself to him.

Lu Yujiao lowered her eyelashes helplessly. The night was almost over and she had to hurry.

Just as she buttoned up her shirt, Lu Yujiao heard Lu Jingze asking again.

“Where are you going?”

Lu Yujiao was in no mood to pay attention to him, so she didn’t answer and sat up to get her pants.

Lu Jingze frowned and reached out to grab her arm.

This time, Lu Yujiao was wearing clothes, so Lu Jingze held her tightly and did not let go.

Even though the soft warmth under his palm could not be blocked by the clothes, it made him stiffen again.

Lu Yujiao thought he had changed his mind, and her eyes lit up slightly.

She hooked her feet hidden in the quilt towards him.

Her toes were nimble and cute, tapping against the side of his thigh with inviting joy.

Lu Jingze knew that she had been married three times and must have learned some things, but when he saw her beautiful and clear eyes still revealing her innocence, he knew that she actually didn’t understand the things between men and women.

But he knew.

I have been in the army for so many years, and although I have never eaten pork, I have heard other comrades who have married describe the taste of pork.

Usually, when he listened to it late at night, he just felt disgusted and had no interest.

However, Lu Yujiao’s appearance in front of him today shattered his cognition.

He then realized how much pain she could endure with just a small gesture.

Lu Yujiao was still moving around.

His bottom line was shaken because of her.

Lu Jingze gripped the edge of the kang so tightly that he almost left a palm print.

She moved closer again, pressing softly against his back, resting her chin on his broad shoulder, her breath as soft as a feather drifting into his ear.

“…Have you really thought it through?” Lu Jingze spoke again, his voice already extremely hoarse.

“I’ve thought about it.” Lu Yujiao smiled slightly, lowered her head and began to unbutton her shirt again.

Lu Jingze looked at her silently.

His eyes were dark, reflecting only her bright and vivid face.

Lu Jingze is not Liuxia Hui.

His throat was smoking, his muscles were burning, and it seemed like there were two voices arguing in his head.

One of them said, she is so pitiful, just take her.

Another one is saying, are you a man?

Lu Jingze’s endurance is one of the best in the army, but he was defeated by Lu Yujiao.

His Adam’s apple rolled, his eyes darkened, and he turned over and pushed Lu Yujiao against the hard kang.

“Don’t move.”

His broad, rough hands held her delicate, white, swan-like neck.

If she moved again, he couldn’t guarantee that he could continue to endure it.

Lu Yujiao’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes blinked gently.

She finally saw the same distracting thoughts in Lu Jingze’s eyes as in other men.

It turns out that he is not a saint either.

She is almost there.

Lu Yujiao didn’t listen to him and twisted her body randomly on purpose.

Sure enough, in his dark eyes, I saw the desire burning more and more.

Lu Jingze leaned over, his hot, heavy breath falling on her cheek, and gradually approached.

She closed her eyes and held the corner of his clothes tightly.

It was Lu Jingze’s first time, and a young guy like him had no experience and was very reckless.

In his reckless rush, he didn’t find the right place and accidentally knocked down the row of newly built cabinets at the head of the kang.

The sound of heavy wooden boards falling apart was particularly loud in the quiet night, almost piercing the eardrums.

The heat and impulse receded like a tide, and Lu Jingze quickly calmed down.

Lu Yujiao opened her eyes and glared at him with a reproachful look, her eyes watery.

Lu Jingze moved aside, took his arm away from under her body, and looked away awkwardly.

Lu Fusheng’s voice was heard outside the door.

“Jingze, what happened in your room?”

Lu Jingze coughed lightly and said, “It’s okay, the cabinet collapsed.”

“Ah? Let me come in and take a look.” Lu Fusheng pushed the door from the outside, but found that it would not open. He was even more puzzled, “Why is your door still locked?”

People in rural areas don’t have the habit of locking their doors, so Lu Fusheng was surprised by his son’s behavior.

Lu Jingze glanced at the quilt helplessly. Lu Yujiao had already been so scared that she hid in the quilt like a chicken when Lu Fusheng pushed the door open.

It was as if she thought that as long as she kept her head down, she could deceive herself and avoid being discovered.

He pursed his lips slightly and comforted his father outside the door, “Dad, it’s too late. Let’s talk about it tomorrow morning. I’ll fix the cabinet.”

“That’s good, your carpentry is better than those of the carpenters in our commune.”

Lu Fusheng praised him proudly, without any doubt, and went back to his room to sleep with his hands behind his back.

Lu Yujiao listened to the footsteps receding and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Jingze found it funny in his heart, and thought she was very brave.

…

After this incident, Lu Yujiao didn’t dare to do anything wrong.

She pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside and didn’t know when she fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside.

Lu Jingze sat upright on the kang with his back to her.

He tied his belt, which made his back look straighter. His military uniform was crisp and without a wrinkle.

Lu Yujiao licked the corners of her dry lips. She couldn’t see anything clearly at night, but now that she could see everything clearly, she felt a little embarrassed.

Lu Jingze sat like this all night last night.

When he was training in the army, he could fall asleep even while sitting.

But Lu Yujiao was sleeping behind him, breathing sweetly, completely defenseless. Even though he had his back to her and wasn’t looking at her, his ears were more sensitive, and he had a sleepless night.

She woke up, and he noticed it instantly.

Just as he was about to say something to break the awkwardness, a voice rang out from the yard.

“Sister Qiao Cui, Happy New Year.”

A delicate and stiff little hand climbed onto the corner of Lu Jingze’s clothes. Lu Yujiao’s voice trembled and the corners of her eyes were red.

“It’s my aunt. She came to see me.”