Siheyuan: After becoming a traitor, first let the Huai Ru River overflow its banks.

"What's the big deal? Just treat me like your brother. You're giving your brother a back massage, what's there to worry about?"

"Besides, aren't I still your fiancé?"

Li Jianjun's words made Qin Jingru blush to the roots of her ears.

"Isn't that a fake? I'll let you pretend to be my boyfriend."

Li Jianjun countered with a question.

"Don't you ever want it to become real?"

Qin Jingru's heart pounded. What did this mean?

Does Jianjun mean that he has taken a liking to me and is now observing my performance?

Qin Jingru imagined many of Li Jianjun's inner thoughts.

"Yes, of course I want to."

The sound was like a mosquito buzzing.

Li Jianjun immediately figured out her feelings.

Qin Jingru dressed so beautifully late at night, and even applied face cream, to come to my house; her purpose was quite obvious.

A woman looks good to one who pleases her, and a scholar dies for a confidant.

This girl is buying new clothes and cosmetics; she's probably trying to please herself.

Just as Qin Jingru was thinking, Li Jianjun turned over again, and Qin Jingru, caught off guard, fell onto the bed.

And Li Jianjun just happened to fall on top of her.

"what."

Qin Jingru gasped, almost crying out, as she watched helplessly as Li Jianjun pressed down on her, his masculine scent filling her senses. This smell almost intoxicated her; her heart raced, and her blood rushed to her head.

Is this what Yanzi was talking about, the situation where men and women get together and secrete too much hormones?

Chapter 179 Taking Down Qin Jingru

Qin Jingru lowered her head shyly, only to see that Li Jianjun's shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his abs, which looked exceptionally strong.

This athletic physique is far superior to the dark skin of the young men in their rural area.

The skin of young men in rural areas is either dark and extremely rough.

Or they're as fat as a pig, with fat around their waist.

These are the exposed flesh of men who have taken off their shirts in the middle of summer.

Compared to them, Li Jianjun's physique is indeed very attractive, and he's incredibly strong.

Qin Jingru's face flushed, and she buried her face in Li Jianjun's arms.

"Brother Jianjun, I want to marry you..."

"I want to have a baby with you."

The voice was so soft, almost like a mosquito's hum, that Li Jianjun knew the girl was in love.

"Really? Jingru, I like you too."

Li Jianjun murmured to Qin Jingru, and a feeling that was hard to describe welled up in Qin Jingru's heart.

Throughout history, no woman has ever disliked hearing sweet words.

"Jingru, you look so beautiful today."

Amidst Li Jianjun's sweet words and compliments, Qin Jingru seemed to lose herself, and slowly began to pull her top down...

"Brother Jianjun, let me give myself to you..."

In the countryside, this is an extremely precious thing for a woman, and Li Jianjun cherishes Qin Jingru's feelings for him.

"Jingru".

With a heartfelt call, Li Jianjun pressed his lips directly against Qin Jingru's.

The soft touch and the domineering possessiveness instantly captivated Qin Jingru, making her unable to extricate herself.

Li Jianjun felt that this was not enough, so he started exploring it himself.

Knead, gently pull, and slowly bounce...

Before long, this series of actions set off an aria.

Qin Jingru couldn't help but utter...

A string of...

This further stimulated Li Jianjun's brain.

Because it was Qin Jingru's first time, Li Jianjun was especially tender towards her, so he was very gentle in his movements.

Moreover, the preparations before the entire war were exceptionally thorough.

Consequently, the stream overflowed and caused a disaster.

Li Jianjun seized the opportune moment and immediately began the battle.

After several attempts to probe the enemy's position, Li Jianjun finally captured the high ground and was overjoyed. He immediately intensified the fighting.

At first, Qin Jingru's face showed a hint of discomfort, and even a little pain.

But after one battle, these symptoms were relieved.

By the time of the second battle, Qin Jingru was already enjoying herself.

A short while later, the two finally stormed into the enemy camp and cheered with joy.

……

After a night of hard work, Li Jianjun finally fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Qin Jingru was no longer there.

But on the table was an extra bowl of steaming porridge, a steamed bun made of three kinds of flour, and some pickled vegetables.

Li Jianjun felt a surge of warmth in his heart; it was the country girl who knew how to take care of people.

Just then, the system's voice rang in my mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the host and Qin Jingru for successfully completing the task and obtaining 300 strategy points."

Li Jianjun was surprised; Qin Jingru was only a virgin, yet she had contributed so many strategy points.

It seems that after several practical experiences, Li Jianjun's skills have improved, the women's satisfaction has increased, and naturally, the reward points have also increased.

It's worth noting that Qin Huairu only contributed forty strategy points on her first attempt.

Qin Jingru actually contributed 300 points on her first try, that's the difference.

From another perspective, this also affirms Li Jianjun's skills. He has gone from a novice to a pro, and is preparing to transition into an expert.

Li Jianjun was pleasantly surprised. He stretched, got up, washed up, and ate breakfast.

Upon exiting the building, they encountered Jia Zhangshi, who had a distressed expression on her face.

When Jia Zhangshi saw Li Jianjun, she shrank back and then slipped away along the wall to the toilet without making a sound.

One yuan for a night's stay is ridiculously expensive; Jia Zhangshi needs to find a way to rent a room herself.

Otherwise, the pension money I kept for Jia Dongxu would have been spent very quickly.

After Jia Dongxu died, the factory issued a pension of three hundred yuan, which went directly into Jia Zhangshi's pocket.

When Lao Jia died, the factory also gave him a pension of two hundred yuan, which Jia Zhangshi hid very well.

When Qin Huairu asked, she said no, and just denied it no matter what. Jia Zhangshi was preparing to use it as her coffin money.

One yuan can solve the problem for one night, but to solve the fundamental problem, you still have to go to the old man in the courtyard.

You can't go looking for Yi Zhonghai; the more you look, the more rumors will circulate.

Yan Bugui often tried to smooth things over, so after much deliberation, Jia Zhangshi could only turn to Liu Haizhong.

After Jia Zhangshi finished using the toilet, her stomach was growling with hunger, but she had nothing to eat. She decided to go to Liu Haizhong's house to find something to eat and also ask him to help her with her housing problem.

Without further ado, they stormed Liu Haizhong's house.

In this day and age, every household is frugal and thrifty. Who has any grain on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace app) to give to Jia Zhangshi?

Furthermore, no one gets up early without a reason. Liu Haizhong and his wife are very calculating. They even managed to trick their own son into running away from home and looting the house before he left.

"Sister-in-law, it's not that we don't want you to eat. Guangtian and Guangfu are growing up right now."

"This is all I prepared for breakfast today. You see, there's nothing extra."

Jia Zhangshi knew that Liu Haizhong's wife would say that, so she took out five mao (0.5 yuan) and handed it to Liu Haizhong's wife.

"Look at this fifty cents, what can it buy? Anyway, I'm really hungry right now, I just need some food."

The three aunties, their eyes lighting up at the sight of money, quickly put away the five cents and gave Jia Zhangshi a steamed bun made of three kinds of flour.

As the three aunts said, they were all on a ration, and if they were given to Jia Zhangshi, then one of them would inevitably go hungry.

Liu Guangtian was unhappy.

"Now there are only three cornbread buns left, who should eat them?"

The three women were in a bad mood.

"Of course it's because you're not eating. You don't have a job and you don't do heavy work."

Liu Guangtian's expression changed.

"Why should I? I'm just a boy growing up, and it's one thing if you don't give me the good stuff, but you give the cornbread to others too."

Liu Guangtian was furious and stood up abruptly.

"I won't eat it."

Liu Guang was so angry that he left the table, and the third aunt kept scolding him. "You little brat, if you don't want to eat, then don't eat. You can give it to Aunt Jia."

The third aunt demanded another two cents before finally giving Jia Zhangshi a bowl of thin porridge. A cornbread and a bowl of porridge cost seven cents; this meal was ridiculously expensive.