Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 62 Daring to Covet My Woman

There was a noise coming from the back wall.

It wasn't the wind.

That was the sound of dry straw being carefully parted, very soft, like a mouse crossing the street, yet it sent chills down Li Xianglian's spine.

She suddenly looked up and stared intently at the broken window that let in the wind.

A dark shadow blocked the meager moonlight.

The man was tall, but his movements were somewhat clumsy as he struggled to squeeze through the narrow window frame.

"Thump."

The person landed.

Perhaps aggravating the injury on his back, the man groaned, the sound seeming to come from deep within his chest, carrying suppressed pain.

Li Xianglian never forgot that voice, not even after hearing it her whole life.

"Like a mountain..."

She nearly dropped the divorce certificate in her hand and scrambled to her feet.

She completely forgot about being reserved or afraid of being overheard.

Qin Rushan had barely steadied himself and hadn't even caught his breath when a soft, warm body bumped into him.

The familiar scent of soapberry, mixed with the musty dampness of the woodshed and the faint smell of sweat from the woman, instantly filled his nostrils.

It smells fucking good.

He instinctively opened his arms, and his large hand, which hadn't yet had time to wipe off the dirt, gripped the woman's waist tightly.

His strength is terrifying.

"hiss--"

The wound on my back burned with pain from the impact, as if hot coals were searing my flesh.

Qin Rushan didn't even frown. Instead, he lowered his head and rubbed his stubble-covered chin hard against Li Xianglian's head twice, making her scalp tingle.

"It's alright... I'm here."

His voice was terribly hoarse, as if it contained a handful of sand; rough, yet so hot it made one's heart tremble.

Li Xianglian buried her face in his hard, burning chest, tears streaming down her face, instantly soaking a large patch of his dirty shirt.

"We're divorced...like a mountain, really divorced..."

With trembling hands, she held up the warm little red booklet in front of him: "I've broken up with that beast... I'm... I'm free now..."

Qin Rushan glanced at the dark red notebook in the moonlight.

Without looking closely, he reached out and grabbed the notebook, stuffing it haphazardly into his pocket.

Immediately afterwards, those large, calloused hands cupped Li Xianglian's face.

The pale moonlight made the slap marks on her face even more shocking, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Qin Rushan felt a sudden clench in his chest, as if someone had twisted it with a blunt knife.

"Silly woman, stop crying!"

He cursed under his breath, his voice trembling.

The next second, he lowered his head, and two dry, burning lips pressed against mine.

There was not a trace of gentleness, only eagerness and madness.

His tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, domineeringly, as if he wanted to vent all the fear and anger of the past few days in this kiss.

The stubble prickled her face painfully, and her lips were bitten until they were numb, but Li Xianglian didn't feel any pain at all.

She stood on tiptoe, clinging tightly to the man's broad shoulders, responding awkwardly.

In this musty, drafty woodshed, two hearts that had been hanging in mid-air finally settled down with a "thud".

After a long time, until Li Xianglian was almost out of breath, Qin Rushan finally released her.

Their foreheads were pressed tightly together, their noses touching, and their heavy breathing echoed in the small space.

"Like a mountain..."

Li Xianglian was panting heavily, her fingers trembling as she touched his angular face. Her fingertips brushed against his hard jawline, and only then did a slight sense of reassurance return to her. "Tomorrow... tomorrow Butcher Zhang is coming..."

Just mentioning that name made her shudder.

That was a notorious evil spirit in the area.

"He's a ruthless killer... He paid me and he's coming to take people away tomorrow... My mother said if I don't leave, she'll chop me up and feed me to the pigs..."

"Chop it up?"

Qin Rushan snorted coldly and exhaled a puff of hot air from his nostrils.

He straightened up and pulled Li Xianglian closer to his chest, his eyes shining frighteningly in the darkness, revealing a wolf-like ferocity.

"He wants to chop someone up? He'll have to see if his knife is strong enough, and if he's even capable of carrying that person out of the Li family's gate!"

Qin Rushan's large hand patted her back repeatedly, the force steady and powerful.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her ear, his hot breath filling her ear canal: "That Zhang Xiangui dared to covet my woman, I've exposed his entire past. Don't worry, I've arranged everything."

Zhang Xiangui is the name of Zhang the butcher.

Li Xianglian looked up, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes: "Really...really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Qin Rushan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, exuding a roguish air.

He reached out and scratched the tip of her nose hard, the calluses on his fingertips rubbing against her sorely.

"Keep your heart in your stomach. When the sun rises tomorrow, the world will change. These bastards will suck your blood dry, and I'll make them cough it up."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly deepened, carrying a seductive quality that could make one's legs go weak, and he stared into her eyes, enunciating each word clearly:

"Once we get through this, and sweep this bunch of trash away... Li Xianglian, you will be my lawfully wedded wife, Qin Rushan's wife. In this life and the next, you'll never escape."

Li Xianglian's heart trembled violently, as if she had been hit hard by something. A surge of heat rushed up her spine and to the top of her head, making her feel weak all over.

She bit her lower lip hard, leaving a row of teeth marks, and finally nodded heavily, burying her face in his chest, her voice muffled:

"Okay. I won't run away. As long as you don't mind that I'm a divorced man, and you don't mind that I have a bad reputation..."

"fart!"

Qin Rushan let out a low growl.

He cupped her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him: "To me, Qin Rushan, you've never been a divorced woman, nor anyone's used shoe! You're the treasure I've kept in my heart for years, the purest snow on the mountain! If you just nod, I'll give you my heart; even if you wanted the moon, I'd climb a ladder and pluck it for you!"

Li Xianglian was deeply shaken by these words, and tears welled up uncontrollably again, no matter how much she wiped them away.

She had lived half her life and had heard nothing but complaints about being a money-loser, a jinx, and a jinx. Never before had anyone praised her so highly or valued her so much.

"Alright, stop crying your eyes out. We still have to watch the show tomorrow."

Qin Rushan roughly wiped away her tears with his thumb, but the movement was careful. "Remember, no matter what happens tomorrow, don't be afraid. Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up, and I'll support you."

After saying that, he pressed a hard kiss on her forehead, then hugged her tightly as if drawing out his last bit of strength before letting go, turning around and walking to the window, where he nimbly flipped out.

The wind whistled outside the window, carrying away the unique scent and heat of a man's sweat, but leaving Li Xianglian with a sense of reassurance.

She leaned against the cold wall, clutching the divorce certificate tightly in her hand.

In the darkness, those eyes, which had once been as still as a pond, now shone with an eerie light.

That night, Li Xianglian actually fell asleep.

She even had a dream in which there was no beating or scolding, no cold stares, only Qin Rushan's broad back, carrying her along a mountain path full of wildflowers.

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