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"You know Brother Qiyue?" Jiang Linwan asked, somewhat surprised.

Gu Anrou didn't hide anything and told Yang Guowei about her relationship with him with a smile.

Gu Anrou's family background was indeed not good. Her parents and grandparents were what people called the "old society" and made a living by singing. However, that was something that happened to the older generation.

She later joined the town's theater troupe because of her outstanding appearance and singing and dancing skills. There she met Yang Guowei, and the two developed feelings for each other and quickly began a relationship.

However, she was envied by Yang Guowei's suitors, who brought up her family's past background. This eventually reached the Yang family, where Yang's aunt looked down on her and said some hurtful things. Gu Anrou couldn't bear the humiliation.

She left the town's theater troupe, and within six months, she was targeted and captured by a group of human traffickers because of her beauty.

It was Yang's eldest brother who rescued her during a mission. At that time, Lu Qiyue was just a rookie who had just joined the army, and he was impulsive and reckless.

After being rescued by the eldest brother of the Yang family, she woke up to find Yang Guowei beside her, who refused to let her leave no matter what.

She couldn't bear to part with Yang Guowei, so she ended up staying temporarily in the family compound. Then, Yang's eldest brother got into trouble.

Yang Guowei had a falling out with his family because he wanted to marry her, so the two got their marriage certificate and left the island.

As for those rumors, they were all exaggerated. Gu Anrou didn't really care about them. Because of her family background and outstanding appearance, she had attracted a lot of jealousy and disgust.

Since she didn't have any friends around her, she didn't care about these rumors.

But looking at Jiang Linwan and Liu Guiying, she suddenly longed to have friends.

Jiang Linwan's cooking skills are especially good. Guowei works hard outside and still has to cook for her and take care of her when he comes back. She had never thought about these things before.

But perhaps because she was pregnant, she also wanted to learn to cook so that she could cook for her child and Guowei in the future.

"Lin Wan, could you teach me how to cook?" she pleaded, her appearance incredibly charming.

Jiang Linwan was completely powerless to resist, but looking at her large belly, she said, "I can teach you, but only after you give birth."

"It's a deal then. After I give birth, you'll teach me how to cook." Gu Anrou looked at her with great joy.

Jiang Linwan nodded.

Knowing that she was busy, Gu Anrou looked at Liu Guiying and said, "Sister-in-law Guiying, can I come visit you when I'm free?"

Liu Guiying was naturally overjoyed to be able to play with such a beautiful woman, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Sure, I'm always welcome."

"Lin Wan, when you teach An Rou to cook, don't forget me."

"Definitely not," Jiang Linwan assured.

While the three were talking, the men in the house were all drunk. When Aunt Yang came out, she saw Gu Anrou and Jiang Linwan together.

She smiled but didn't say anything. She turned and went to the man's room. Seeing her husband slumped over the table, she was furious: "I told you to drink less, drink less, but you wouldn't listen."

Don't they even look at their own bodies? Can they even withstand this kind of abuse?

As she spoke, she called over the other family members, and one by one they claimed their drunken husbands, dragging them on their shoulders and swaying as they took them home.

Jiang Linwan's heart skipped a beat when she saw that everyone was drunk. She followed Liu Guiying into the house.

Jiang Linwan saw that all the men at the table were slumped over, except for Lu Qiyue, who was sitting upright. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards him, saying, "Brother Qiyue, let's go back."

She called out several times but received no response. When she went over, she saw Lu Qiyue's slightly flushed face.

"I'll have Xiao Wu take you back." The old commander hadn't drunk much and was still sober.

"No need, I'm not drunk," Lu Qiyue stood up and refused. His voice was hoarse and muffled, but he was quite sober.

It was so late, and Jiang Linwan didn't want to trouble the old chief. She took Lu Qiyue's hand and smiled as she declined, "Thank you for your kindness, Chief. It's not far. I'll take him back."

Lu Qiyue wasn't completely drunk; he was still conscious, but the alcohol was taking effect, and his body felt a little weak.

He had only taken a few steps out of the courtyard when a faint smell of alcohol, along with his unique cold and hard aura, hit him. He quietly leaned most of his weight on Jiang Linwan, not all of it, but deliberately used the excuse of being slightly drunk to get a little closer to her.

His warm breath fell on her fair neck, unhurried and gentle, carrying a faint, cool scent of alcohol that made her tingle.

The two were so close that their breaths mingled, and Jiang Linwan's body stiffened involuntarily. She carefully helped him and hurried home.

Upon arriving at the door, Jiang Linwan quickly opened the door, helped the man to the bedside, pried off his fingers wrapped around her waist, and threw him directly onto the bed.

As she bent over, preparing to stand up, Lu Qiyue's long, slender arm steadily wrapped around her waist.

The man's dark eyes were burning hot as he stared intently at her.

"Brother Qiyue, you're drunk, go to sleep." Jiang Linwan's heart started racing as he stared at her like that.

"I'm not drunk!" Lu Qiyue's voice was slightly hoarse, but his eyes were not as hazy as when he was drunk; they were now burning with clear-headedness.

After he finished speaking, his long arm around her waist suddenly pulled her inward, the force leaving no room for escape. Jiang Linwan had no chance to react and fell straight into his arms.

His warm chest pressed against her soft body, and fueled by the alcohol, he held her waist tightly, his fingertips gently brushing against her fabric.

Looking at the stunned woman in his arms, his eyes were deep and burning, his breathing was slightly heavy, and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly.

The two were so close that their noses almost touched, and Jiang Linwan's body involuntarily went weak.

He didn't take any further steps, simply holding her in his arms, savoring this rare intimacy.

Jiang Linwan looked at the suppressed emotions in his eyes and saw that he didn't make a move for a long time. She mustered up her courage, leaned forward slightly, and gently placed her soft lips on the corner of his lips.

With just a fleeting touch, Lu Qiyue's body, which had been struggling to maintain its composure, suddenly stiffened, and his remaining rationality collapsed in an instant.

He let out a deep groan, gently gripping the back of her neck with his large hand, while holding her slender waist with his other hand, and kissed the red lips he had longed for.

At first, it was just a small taste, and Jiang Linwan did not resist, clumsily cooperating with him. Lu Qiyue's rationality completely collapsed, and he directly flipped over and pinned her down, attacking her fiercely, from shallow to deep.

"Is it okay?" Lu Qiyue's deep eyes shone brightly as he leaned close to her ear and whispered, one hand gripping the back of her head while the other reached her chest.

Jiang Linwan didn't speak, but her warm lips covered hers again. The man, who had received a response, could no longer restrain his desires and leaned in, taking her inch by inch.

The atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous, and in the quiet room, only the rapid, overlapping breaths of the two remained.

Jiang Linwan unconsciously gripped his shoulder with her fingertips, her body trembling slightly as she responded to his movements.

"Brother Qiyue, Brother Qiyue, no..." Her slender hands pressed against his burning chest, but her strength was too weak to push him away even a little.

Every word she uttered sounded like a warm invitation, and the man's heavy breathing pattered against her pale neck...