Chapter 25: Dare to Covet His Partner?

Compared to him, she really was a pauper…

All her Great Unity notes plus food coupons only added up to about three hundred yuan…

Speaking of selling game, she thought of the watches, radios, and all kinds of supplies that Xiao Chen had helped her stash away in her space…

If she exchanged those into money of this era, could she also manage to become a ten-thousand-yuan household?

Unfortunately, her body was too weak to keep up…

Thinking of this, her little face grew troubled…

Yan Xiao grew anxious at the sight, thinking she disliked the amount of money.

“Qinqin, trust me, I’ll earn more in the future. I know right now it’s not enough to make you a rich lady, but don’t worry, I’ll work hard!”

Wen Qinghe couldn’t help laughing through her tears.

“Brother Yan, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about your finances? A ten-thousand-yuan household is already amazing… truly!”

Yan Xiao didn’t know if the little girl was just comforting him. He knew she was from the capital city of Jing.

Here, a ten-thousand-yuan household might be extraordinary, but there’s always someone stronger, and higher skies beyond the sky.

The family foundations of people from big cities couldn’t be compared to those in their little village.

He worried—worried that in the future, her family would look down on him for being from the countryside…

He had no background. If only he could earn more, become stronger, maybe he could become her backing.

At least then he could have the chance to stand and speak among them.

Right now, it still wasn’t enough. He earned too little.

In the past, he wasn’t in a rush for money, only dabbling occasionally.

But now, with his mind set, he was determined to run more often on the black market in the future. He’d heard from Heizi and Xiao Xu that there were plenty of opportunities to make money down south. Once the busy farming season was over, he might give it a try. At least then, before marriage, he could give the little girl some security.

Just… he’d have to wait until her acupuncture treatments stabilized her condition first.

“Good girl… want a kiss…”

Wen Qinghe: …

If you want a kiss, then just kiss—why say it like that, making her feel all expectant…

Well, not that she wasn’t already very expectant…

Watching the little girl lift her head and slowly close her eyes, Yan Xiao bent down and pressed his lips to her soft ones.

At the same time, he hooked her waist up higher, wanting her to sit in the crook of his arm so she wouldn’t have to strain her neck.

But the little girl, on her own, wrapped her legs around his waist.

Yan Xiao’s breathing instantly grew heavy, his muscles taut, blood surging backward.

No man could resist when the girl he loved clung tightly around his waist like that…

With desire, his kiss traced the line of her lips, sucking and grinding, before slipping deftly into her mouth. The tip of his tongue swept over every corner, tangling with hers, sucking and teasing.

The little girl’s lips were as sweet as nectar, intoxicating in taste, making him crave more and more…

Wen Qinghe only felt the man’s whole body was burning hot, like flames scorching her.

His strength was overwhelming, as if he wanted to devour her. Her mouth was filled only with his sharp intensity.

By the time it ended, she was utterly drained, limp and weak, cradled in his arm with one hand supporting her bottom.

Yan Xiao buried his head against her slender neck, breathing heavily, his nose filled with her sweet scent…

His Qinqin smelled so good, like soft glutinous rice cakes, like malt candy—he wanted to swallow her whole in one bite…

“Qinqin… Qinqin…”

The man murmured endlessly against her ear, gentle and tender, like a big dog desperately needing his master’s comfort.

Wen Qinghe almost burst out laughing at her own comparison.

Just as she was about to speak—

A sudden knock came from outside the door.

The abrupt sound shattered the tender atmosphere and startled Wen Qinghe, making her body flinch.

Yan Xiao soothed her with gentle pats on the back.

At this hour, who could be knocking on her door?

Right now, Yan Xiao was still in her room, holding her securely in his arms.

She wasn’t worried about danger—only that it wouldn’t look good if others saw.

After all, in this era, hooliganism was treated as a serious crime…

When Yan Xiao heard the knock, he instinctively wrapped the little girl tightly and turned toward the door in a defensive stance.

Wen Qinghe quickly called out:

“Who is it?”

“It’s me, Fang Min.”

The moment Yan Xiao heard a man’s voice, hostility bristled through his whole body. This was an educated youth from the commune? He actually dared to come knocking on his partner’s door…

Wen Qinghe also felt speechless. It was already close to eight, wasn’t it?

Normally, didn’t they all go back to their rooms to sleep around seven?

“It’s so late—what is it?”

“Nothing really. I just noticed you didn’t join us for the last two meals. I brought you some osmanthus cake. Open the door.”

“No need! I’m not eating. It’s late, I’m going to sleep!”

Outside, Fang Min heard her cold voice. He clutched the pastries tighter, unwilling to give up.

“Then Comrade Wen, I’ll just leave it on the window by your door. Remember to open up and take it tomorrow…”

“I said I don’t want it! Take it back, I don’t like sweets.”

Wen Qinghe felt irritated. Did this man not understand words?

Only after she sensed him leave did she relax, lying obediently in Yan Xiao’s arms.

Yan Xiao narrowed his phoenix eyes at the sight of her frustration and annoyance, a dangerous gleam flickering in his gaze.

“Does he come to bother Qinqin often?”

“Mm, not really, just these last two days he keeps trying to make small talk.”

“Good. From now on, he won’t be bothering Qinqin again.”

Daring to covet his partner…

As the little girl yawned again and again, he gently laid her on the bed, only then noticing her lips were swollen and reddened all around from his earlier kisses.

A trace of regret and distress filled his eyes. He’d have to get some ointment from Old Granny to reduce the swelling.

He had already tried to restrain himself, but the little girl was just too delicate. Next time, he’d have to be gentler…

“Qinqin, sleep early. I’ll come by in the morning.”

Thinking about how she probably did all her laundry herself, he couldn’t help but fuss again:

“The clothes you change out of—don’t wash them, good girl. Leave them for me. I’ll come pick them up tomorrow morning, alright?”

Wen Qinghe was helpless. Her clothes were machine-washed, not by hand.

But that was a secret she couldn’t expose. Since he was willing, let him take care of it. At least it saved her the effort.

“Alright, Brother Yan. Goodnight!”

Hearing the fresh, modern phrase, Yan Xiao’s face broke into sweetness.

“Good girl, goodnight too.”

After checking the curtains were drawn tight and the lock secured, he finally left.

Once he was gone, Wen Qinghe entered her space to shower, tossed her underwear into the special washing machine for a wash-and-dry, then came back out to sleep.

What she didn’t know was that the man hadn’t gone far. He was standing guard in the courtyard, worried Fang Min might come knocking again.

He waited all the way until the middle of the night, when the thin stick of a man came out to relieve himself.

Confirming it was Fang Min, Yan Xiao silently crept up, covered his mouth, knocked him out with a chop to the neck, and dragged him to a nearby grove.

………

The next morning, as dawn was just breaking, Fang Min woke in pain.

It was said that autumn nights were cold as water. Since October began, everyone had been sleeping under quilts.

But Fang Min, who had gone to relieve himself last night, was only wearing the shorts he slept in. He hadn’t even put on his glasses.

After a night exposed to the cold outdoors, his body was numb, nearly frozen.

But the sharp pain at his ankle was unbearable.

Shivering, he opened his eyes and realized he was lying in front of some stranger’s door.

Before he could even be shocked at why his clothes were all gone and how he ended up here, the door creaked open.

A sallow-faced woman looked out, and upon seeing him, screamed in horror:

“Ahhh! Someone come quick! There’s a hooligan!!!”