Oh no! The leader's young wife is demanding a divorce every night!

On the day of the Cold War, Lu Yanzheng returned home very late. Because of his setback, he voluntarily slept on a bench. Apart from making a sound when he brought back food, he basically only communicated with Xiao Reling.

He always has to back down and give in. He's a high-ranking military officer, doesn't he have any pride?

Seeing his stubbornness and cowardly look, Xiao Re couldn't help but laugh.

Every time I passed through the living room, the man would jump up from the stool like a wolf whose tail had been stepped on.

His neck was almost stiff, but he didn't seem to mind getting tired.

Anyway, she left a crack in the door for him; whether he came in or not was his own business.

Of course, even if he were to come in, the most he would be allowed to take a nap would be water.

The price has already been set, so payment must be received.

In the latter half of the night, a light rain began to fall outside. The pattering raindrops made it impossible for Lu Yanzheng, who was already feeling restless and hot, to fall asleep.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out the only remaining large bill from his pocket, slapped it on the bedside table, and got right to it.

The overwhelming momentum, coupled with the pent-up anger from the previous night, brought forth a furious and fierce surge of pent-up frustration.

Xiao was so frightened that he didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the pattering sound was becoming more and more intense.

The woman's soft moans, the man's muffled breaths, the howling of the wind and rain, and the sorrowful sobs intertwined violently in the chaotic night.

The noise started late at night and continued until dawn.

Because he had paid for it, Lu Yanzheng became unscrupulous, showing an attitude of not stopping until he got his money's worth.

Time and time again, it was as if he wanted to vent all the frustration he had felt from being stuck on the sidelines for several days in a row.

He Yingying, who lived next door, cried all night because she heard the commotion of the storm in the middle of the night.

Although I know they had a relationship.

But when I actually heard and saw it with my own ears, my heart still ached as if it were being cut by a knife.

She kept comforting herself, saying that a man would get pent up if he didn't touch a woman for a long time.

Therefore, this is a normal need for Brother Zheng, a compromise for the sake of his health, not because of love.

It seems we need to step up our efforts, make some money, and get Brother Zheng out of this misery as soon as possible.

The next day, Lu Yanzheng came out feeling refreshed.

He Yingying came out with two big, red, swollen eyes.

Xiao Re—can't get out at all.

Her whole body ached—her mouth, back, legs, and buttocks—as if she had been run over by a heavy cart. Even her bones felt exhausted.

Where do soldiers get such strength?

She was completely exhausted after a night of radio calisthenics.

Lu Yanzheng brought breakfast to her bedside and said something very assertive.

"Eat well, don't starve. You'll have to endure this for a while!"

"One hundred dollars. You really know how to make money."

Xiao was so angry she wanted to kick him, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her foot.

This damn money is really hard to earn. If I had known this bastard was so ruthless, I should have asked for a higher price.

Seeing that Lu Yanzheng didn't have a good look on his face even though he had slept with Xiao Re, He Yingying's expression softened slightly.

Looking at Xiao Re, who was so exhausted that he couldn't even get out of bed, I felt even more strongly that Brother Zheng was just venting his anger.

As soon as Lu Yanzheng left, she started acting sarcastic and unpleasant.

"Oh, so what if you were taken by Brother Zheng once? Who are you trying to impress with this pretentious act?"

"As if no one hasn't done it before."

Although Xiao Re was too tired to move, she could still talk.

"You've done it? With whom? Tell me!"

He Yingying was so angry that her face turned bright red.

"I...I didn't do it. I'm talking about someone else, someone else did it."

Xiao Re looked up and glanced at Ni.

"What business is it of yours if someone else did it?"

He Yingying wanted to cry, but she had already cried all night and couldn't cry at all.

"Don't be so smug. Once you divorce Zheng Ge, he'll want me too."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Re burst into laughter in anger.

"Fine, fine, take it if you want, take it tonight. Your Zheng-ge is so rude and barbaric, his technique is terrible, I don't want to serve him anyway."

"I'm telling you, tonight. You better keep a close eye on him and don't let him come to my house again."

"Otherwise, before I can collect my debts, I'll probably die in this bed."

He Yingying looked at Xiao Re's angry expression, and it seemed that he wasn't faking it.

It seems that Brother Zheng really bullied her badly.

But then again, didn't He Xiuxiu say that that kind of thing could bring physical and mental pleasure, an intoxicating and blissful experience?

Judging from Xiao Re's appearance, it's hard to tell if he's living a life of debauchery, but he certainly looks like he's about to die from exhaustion.

Those bite marks on the neck look painful.

"Hey! Let me ask you something! Um... is it painful or ecstatic?!"

After asking the question, He Yingying lowered her head, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Xiao Re rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. This idiot is really stupid.

"Want to know?"

"Ask your brother Zheng!"

How could I tell her something like this?

Although the man was a bit rough, he was quite well-endowed and had a strong waist.

I'll have to teach him a lesson another day and make him a little more restrained.

Even the most intoxicating woman can't withstand such endless demands.

He Yingying didn't dare to ask Lu Yanzheng; the only person she could ask was He Xiuxiu.

The key point is that He Xiuxiu's concern about this matter is not for pure purposes.

Originally intending to cause trouble for Xiao, He Yingying ended up getting herself into a mess, and asked with a dark face.

"What should I say when I go to He Xiuxiu's house today? Should I continue to borrow money?"

"Of course I'll lend it! I'll lend as much as possible so we can pay off the debt sooner and you can serve Lu Yanzheng as soon as possible."

Xiao Re beckoned her with his finger, making her lean closer, and then taught her a bunch of nonsensical and embarrassing things.

He Yingying felt extremely embarrassed after hearing this.

How can I say that?

"I...I...I can't say!"

"There's nothing wrong with that. Anyway, you'll have to do it after you marry your brother Zheng. Just consider it a learning experience in advance."

Okay, with the goal of laying a good foundation for their future marital relationship, He Yingying gritted her teeth and decided to go all out.

Who cares! Whether it's fun or not, let's get the money first.

To keep He Xiuxiu hooked, she borrowed a pair of jade bracelets from Xiao Re, exchanged them for a pair of jadeite earrings, wore a gold necklace as thick as a finger, and even replaced her small cloth bag with a leather bag. Like a nouveau riche, she swaggered out the door.

Even though they were still dozens of meters away from He Xiuxiu's house, He Xiuxiu came up to greet them early and asked impatiently.

"Hey, did it work out last night?"

He Yingying smiled shyly, hiding her face and acting mysteriously, looking like she was in the throes of passion.

"It'll be done soon!"

"Sister, there are too many people here, let's go inside and talk."

If it's almost done, doesn't that mean it's not done yet?

Although He Xiuxiu was a little disappointed in her, she also wanted to hear how close she had gotten.

"Did you hold hands? Did you masturbate? Did you have sex?"

Before He Yingying could even process what was happening, He Xiuxiu's impetuous and vulgar question made her blush.

"Sister...can you...can you be a little more civilized!"

"Couldn't you have been a little more tactful?"

He Xiuxiu was anxious, angry, and speechless.

It's nothing special! What's with all this talk about being subtle? To put it nicely, can you really make something out of it?

"Okay, then be polite. Tell me carefully and tactfully. I'm so anxious!"