blenderwars Chapter 28 is practically walking hormones.
Chapter 28 is practically walking hormones.
Aunt Zhao was so smug. Not only did she sell the woman for money, but she also poured all the blame on Li Xianglian. Even if Gangzi came back and demanded an explanation, it would be because this woman had not been virtuous!
After making a scene for a full half hour, Aunt Zhao, seeing that the time was right, finally staggered home with the help of others, her steps faltering and her heart filled with grief.
Meanwhile, Liu Chunhua had already swayed her hips as she entered the Qin family's courtyard.
Qin Rushan, shirtless, was chopping wood with the axe that had just drawn blood the night before.
"Snap!"
The wooden stake, as thick as a wrist, cracked instantly, sending splinters flying. His body was covered in solid, muscular muscles, which bulged with each movement. Sweat streamed down his back, gleaming with a bronze sheen, exuding a wild, untamed energy.
Liu Chunhua's throat went dry as she watched, and her heart pounded like a rabbit's.
That's what a man should be like!
Compared to those educated youth who were as thin as sticks, Qin Rushan's physique was practically walking hormones.
If I could be pressed down by that body for one night, even if he really had some hidden illness, it would be worth it.
Liu Chunhua's mind was racing with calculations.
A useless person? What's there to be afraid of if you're useless!
Once someone enters the Liu family's door and holds that demobilization allowance, they're like a rooster that lays golden eggs.
Nowadays, doctors in the provincial capital have extraordinary abilities. Even if a piece of wood is truly rotten, they can use money to fix it and make it stand up again.
She wasn't some naive young woman who had never seen the world. As early as the autumn harvest two years ago, she had crawled through haystacks with that skinny educated youth from the next brigade.
That pretty boy looked scholarly, but once he took off his pants, he was like a plucked chick. He couldn't even flap his wings twice before he was done for. He wasn't even good enough to fill a tooth gap.
Unlike this one in front of me.
With each swing of the axe, the veins on his arms bulged like small snakes, and his entire body exuded a ruthless force that seemed intent on crushing people.
Liu Chunhua involuntarily squeezed her legs together, her throat feeling parched.
The beads of sweat rolled down Qin Rushan's bronze neck, slid over his pectoral muscles that were hard enough to crack walnuts, then disappeared into the angular grooves of his abdominal muscles, finally forming a thin stream that disappeared into the waistband of his loose-fitting military green trousers.
If this is cured... won't it shake the kang (a heated brick bed) to the ground when the lights are turned off?
Just imagining that scene made Liu Chunhua feel a surge of lust rising in her lower abdomen, her legs go weak, and her face burn as hot as freshly cooked braised pork.
She tidied the stray hairs at her temples, unbuttoned the top button of her polyester shirt to reveal a bit of her fair neck, and then, in a high-pitched voice, took small steps toward her.
"Brother Rushan...are you still busy?"
The voice was so sweet it could be drawn out in strands.
Qin Rushan didn't stop wielding his axe. Without even glancing at her, he delivered another vicious chop.
"Bang!"
Half a log flew out, grazing Liu Chunhua's trouser leg and hitting the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. She screamed in fright and backed away.
"Oh! You scared me to death!" Liu Chunhua patted her chest, giving him a reproachful glare. "Brother Rushan, how could you be so careless? What if you hurt me?"
Qin Rushan then stopped what he was doing, casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and coldly swept his dark eyes over as if he were looking at flies in a garbage dump.
"Get to the point if you have something to say, otherwise get lost. My axe doesn't have eyes."
Liu Chunhua's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly put on that self-righteous, understanding expression again.
Men are probably heartbroken right now, so it's normal for them to be a little grumpy.
The more gentle and considerate she is at this time, the more her good qualities will be revealed; this is called taking advantage of a weakness.
"Brother Rushan, I know you're suffering." Liu Chunhua took two steps forward, trying to grab Qin Rushan's arm, but he dodged her, and she missed.
She wasn't embarrassed. She withdrew her hand, sighed, and looked regretful: "I saw it long ago. That Li Xianglian is a fickle woman with a fox-like face. She's obviously not the type to settle down."
Qin Rushan slammed the axe into the wooden stump, driving it deep into the wood.
He narrowed his eyes, a mocking smirk playing on his lips: "What rubbish are you spouting?"
Liu Chunhua, thinking he didn't believe her, said urgently, "It's true! I'm not lying to you! The whole village is in an uproar! Aunt Zhao is crying over there, saying that Li Xianglian disappeared early this morning, and all the money in the house was gone! Someone saw her run away with some random man over the wall last night!"
Liu Chunhua got more and more excited as she spoke, her eyes and brows brimming with undisguised schadenfreude: "Brother Rushan, I know you used to be kind-hearted and helped her out twice. Now you see clearly, right? This kind of woman is an ungrateful wretch, slutty to the core! How could she be worthy of you? It's good that she's gone, saving you from having dirty water thrown on you later!"
As she spoke, she reached out to pull Qin Rushan's arm: "Brother Rushan, don't be sad. Out with the old, in with the new. There are plenty of good girls in our village, look at me..."
Qin Rushan looked at the woman in front of him, who was all made up and had a calculating look on her face, and his stomach churned.
So that's how that old hag from the Zhao family arranged things?
Elopement? Absconding with the money?
Well, that's quite a show.
He sold his own daughter and then tried to smear his daughter-in-law. His scheme was so outrageous that even he, watching from the sidelines, had to exclaim in disbelief.
Unfortunately, Aunt Zhao never dreamed that the "treasure" sitting on that bumpy donkey cart dozens of miles away was none other than herself.
"Are you done talking?" Qin Rushan interrupted her incessant chatter, his voice as cold as ice shards in the dead of winter.
Liu Chunhua was taken aback, still engrossed in her own script: "Huh? You're done... Brother Rushan, if you want to cry, cry in my arms, I won't laugh at you..."
"Screw you!"
Qin Rushan suddenly pulled out the axe, weighed it in his hand, and the sharp blade gleamed coldly as it was pointed directly at Liu Chunhua's face, startling her so much that the powder on her face fell off in a flurry.
"My courtyard is clean and tidy; it can't tolerate those gossipy old women. It's none of your business to judge what kind of person Li Xianglian is."
Qin Rushan took a step forward, his murderous aura making Liu Chunhua's legs tremble. "If I hear you spewing nonsense again, this axe won't be chopping firewood next time. Get lost!"