Chapter 141 Rekindled

The two little snakes did not come out until nightfall. Le'er went to the cave entrance several times and shouted inside, but only his own voice echoed back.

The heart was false, but worry was useless.

Night fell, and except for those on night shift, everyone hurried home. Many young people chose to stay in the dormitories. The houses here were better than those at home, and there were many young people. However, the site rules strictly prohibited gambling in the camp area. At most, they could win or lose cigarettes or put sticky notes on each other's faces, but they still felt it was better than staying at home.

Le'er had to go home. Li Ying had stipulated that he must live at home. In her view, as a primary leader of the company, keeping as much distance from the workers as possible was beneficial for management. Besides, he needed to study, and hanging out with so many young people at the camp headquarters would inevitably lead to playing around.

"Let's go."

Luo Yinxiang called out to him.

Le'er got up and said, "Let's go."

They were not the two returning alone; a group of people walked together. By dusk, the sun had already set, and the red clouds in the western sky looked like fire. Everyone chatted and laughed, very happy.

Luo Yinxiang followed behind, unusually quiet. Not far from the village, everyone soon dispersed and went their separate ways home.

"Le'er, I'll boil some water for you to wash first, and then we'll have dinner."

"Just wash with tap water. On such a hot day, why bother boiling any damn hot water?"

Le'er said nonchalantly.

"Cold water doesn't wash away the sweat." Luo Yinxiang did not argue with him much. She simply poured water into the cauldron and sat down to start the fire. "I'll just wait a moment, it won't take long."

While boiling the water, she steamed rice on the biogas stove and kept picking over vegetables with her hands, making use of every single moment.

Li Ying had mentioned getting a solar water heater so they wouldn't have to go through the trouble of boiling water. It was just that she had been busy lately and hadn't found the time. Le'er thought about making a trip to the city tomorrow to buy one. Boiling water consumed a lot of firewood, and having a solar heater could save some resources.

A short while later, the water was ready. Le'er went to take a bath, and Luo Yinxiang began stir-frying the dishes. By the time Le'er came out of the bathroom, two dishes were already done: one was scrambled eggs, and the other was stir-fried vegetable shoots. Then she boiled a soup. A simple meal of two dishes and one soup was placed on the table. She poured half a pot of rice wine and filled Le'er's cup.

She ate very quickly and did not speak with Le'er the whole time. When she got up from the table, Le'er was still drinking, and she went to take a bath herself. Le'er looked at her back, feeling she seemed a bit gloomy.

He knew why she was gloomy, but he could only shake his head helplessly. He did not know what to do with her. He wanted her to find another man, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

After drinking and eating, he cleared the dining table and went to wash the dishes. Before he even finished washing them, Luo Yinxiang had already come out.

"Le'er, let me wash them."

"Aren't you the same if I wash them?" Le'er smiled. "Afraid I won't wash them clean?"

"Then you wash them. You really are a considerate man."

Luo Yinxiang smiled. While combing her long hair, she walked into the living room to watch television. At this moment, she was only wearing a set of cotton pajamas. Her plump, solid breasts and round buttocks were vaguely visible, and as she moved, she emitted a subtle blend of natural feminine fragrance and shower gel scent. It was a scent that could make a man's blood boil, and one he was extremely familiar with.

He shook his head and continued washing the dishes. He dawdled for a long time, somewhat reluctant to go upstairs. For a long time now, he had been unwilling to face Luo Yinxiang alone. Ordinarily, with Li Ying around, he didn't feel awkward, but with Li Ying gone, this awkwardness left him somewhat at a loss.

Walking upstairs, entering the living room, he glanced at Luo Yinxiang and prepared to head straight to his own room.

"Le'er, sit down, watch some TV, and talk with me."

Luo Yinxiang said.

"I need to read."

"You really are a heartless man. Can't you even chat with me?" Luo Yinxiang's tears came on command, streaming down her face. "You must look at me and hate me."

As she spoke, she grabbed a tissue to wipe away her tears.

"How on earth do I look at you and hate you?"

Le'er was soft-hearted, especially toward women. Because of this, Li Ying worried about him—not entirely afraid that he would get into trouble with women, but rather afraid that he couldn't harden his heart in the business world. The business world was like a battlefield, and a soft-hearted person could never achieve great success. To rake money from other people's pockets, one sometimes even had to go against one's conscience.

Not only was he soft-hearted, but he was also pure-natured by birth. In the eyes of others, such a person in the business world was considered cowardly.

Le'er sat down on the sofa opposite Luo Yinxiang, looking somewhat constrained and uneasy.

"Le'er, are you afraid of me?"

"What would I be afraid of you for?"

Le'er still considered himself a proud, upright man.

"If you aren't afraid of me, come sit by my side." Luo Yinxiang laughed, the corners of her eyes still wet with tears. "I'm not a tiger; I won't eat you."

"What kind of damn nonsense are you talking about? Can't I talk to you sitting right here?" Le'er thought for a moment and said, "I forgot to call my elder sister."

With that, he reached out to take out his phone. But Luo Yinxiang stood up instead.

"Go make your phone call then. I'm tired and going downstairs to sleep."

She gave Le'er an unpleasant look and walked downstairs in a huff. Le'er heard the door downstairs slam shut, followed by the sound of another door closing. He figured Luo Yinxiang was genuinely angry, breathed a sigh of relief, and only then felt the pressure lift. Afterwards, he made the call. Li Ying answered and told him she had already arrived in Guangzhou and was at home.

After the call, he kept reading until he went to bed at eleven. The moment he lay down, he fell asleep. He slept deeply; whenever he wanted to sleep, his head would hit the pillow and he would drift off instantly.

Suddenly, his bedroom door lock clicked, followed by a shadow entering his room. Even so, he did not wake up. The person who entered was none other than Luo Yinxiang, who had always kept a spare key to his and Li Ying's rooms.

Luo Yinxiang slipped into Le'er's quilt.

"Who is it?"

Le'er finally startled awake, but what greeted his ears was Luo Yinxiang's giggling laughter. Immediately after, a naked, soft body pressed into his embrace, and a pair of arms tightly wrapped around him.

"Damn it, what are you doing?"

Luo Yinxiang did not speak. Her fragrant, soft lips pressed onto his mouth.

"Mmm..."

Le'er tried to struggle, but Luo Yinxiang's strength was surprisingly great. Moreover, one of her hands had already slipped into his trousers and grabbed his vital part.

"If you move again, I'll tear your thing right off!"

Luo Yinxiang squeezed it forcefully and mercilessly. At that moment, Le'er felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his breathing instantly turned ragged. Dry wood met raging fire; Luo Yinxiang's fragrant, supple body ignited the flames within his body, rendering him unable to struggle even if he wanted to. Soon, his pants were pulled down, and Luo Yinxiang let out a sharp cry. Long-starved and eager, she burst into panting amidst that thrilling cry.

"Damn it, see if I don't screw you to death!"

Le'er finally shifted from passive to active. Since things had already reached this point, what more was there for him to say? What more was there to think about? Luo Yinxiang giggled as she slid beneath Le'er. The room had good soundproofing, so she wasn't afraid of others hearing; she simply let out uninhibited, shrill cries. Her fiery passion was something Li Ying could never match. Like a wild female cat, she fought desperately, refusing to let herself faint away.

The long-awaited joy, the long-awaited dew of passion, allowed her to radiate a new light of life.

"Good man... Le'er..." With dazed eyes, she stared fixedly at Le'er in the darkness, her hands gripping his arms. "Le'er... good man..." She could no longer form words, only shouting incoherently as she lost herself in bliss.

After enduring the final waves of passion, she completely lost herself in satisfaction, lying motionless beneath the covers. When the two of them woke up in the morning glow, Le'er stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes vacant.

"Le'er..." Luo Yinxiang didn't look at his expression; she simply hugged him tightly. "You know what? I feel so happy, so satisfied."

"Damn it, you really are a curse."

Le'er said with a trace of anger.

"Are you blaming me?" Luo Yinxiang giggled, her little hand reaching down again to stroke that thing she both loved and feared. "I don't need you to give yourself to me every day. Just accompany me when Sister Ying is away, and I'll be satisfied, completely willing."

"Damn it, we've already done it, why would I still blame you?" Le'er gave a bitter laugh. "I'm a man too; I have to take responsibility for what I've done."

"You are my good man."

Luo Yinxiang was wild with joy, tears welling up in her eyes. She had always thought Le'er would never want her again and had long since despaired. Hearing Le'er's words made the very tip of her heart tremble.

"Good man my ass, aren't I just your illicit lover?"

"You used to be an illicit lover, but now you're my true man." Luo Yinxiang raised her face, tears glistening on it. "In this lifetime, I only want you as my man. Even if you don't want me, you will still be the only man I ever have."

"Damn it, I wanted to find another man for you to settle down with. What does following me make you?"

Le'er was thinking of her best interests. As for truly marrying her, he had long since said it was impossible. It wasn't that he didn't care for her, but he had Li Ying, and there was also a knot in his heart. In the countryside, for an unmarried young bachelor to marry a twice-married woman, people would gossip behind their backs.

He was only a rural youth, and such traditional mentalities still lingered within him. Even if he were willing to marry her, his uncle would absolutely never agree. How many people would oppose it?

"Following you, what other family do I need?" Luo Yinxiang hugged him tighter, tears welling up in her eyes again. "If you do that, I'll hate you for the rest of my life, and I'll hate you in the next life too."

"I'm doing this for your own good."

"To hell with your good." Luo Yinxiang grew furious and pinched his thigh. "I know I'm not good enough for you—I'm older than you, and I've been married before. But I don't expect to be your legitimate wife. You're still better than Sha Qiangzi; he has a mistress, so why can't you have one? Besides, I don't want to be a public mistress because that would ruin your reputation. I just want to follow you. If one day I can quietly bear a son for you, that would be my greatest happiness."

Le'er wanted to speak, but Luo Yinxiang used her mouth to seal his lips.

"Good man, make love to me one more time. Once Sister Ying comes back, who knows how many moons we'll have to wait again."

Luo Yinxiang wore a seductive expression; her body was already limp, and down below was a complete mess. Having done it once, what difference did a second time make? Le'er flipped over to take the initiative, and Luo Yinxiang let out uninhibited, passionate cries beneath him once more.

Is a man who has no control over women somewhat tragic?