great-warnovel Chapter 127 Older Third's Kiss Takes Over Broken Ice Amidst the Heatwave: Sister-in-law, I'
Chapter 127 Older Third's Kiss Takes Over Broken Ice Amidst the Heatwave: Sister-in-law, I'
Since that night when they "stepped on shadows" and fell in love, life in the Wolf Fang Special Zone has been like it's been fast-forwarded.
Spring goes and summer arrives.
In ancient times, without air conditioning or electric fans, summer often meant two things: scorching heat and irritability.
This year's "autumn tiger" heatwave is exceptionally fierce. Even before the hottest period of summer has begun, the sun is already so scorching it could crack the ground. Cicadas are screeching horribly in the trees, and the air feels distorted, like being in a steamer.
In the outside world, drought was beginning to show, and people were fighting tooth and nail for a single well of water.
But inside the high walls of the Wolf Fang Special Zone, the scene is quite different.
……
"So comfortable...so comfortable..."
Yunqi Garden, the ultimate VIP room "Cool Terrace".
The county magistrate's wife, Madam Liu, was sprawled out on the chaise longue covered with a cool mat, completely lacking any decorum.
In the four corners of the room, there were four huge copper basins filled with ice blocks that were emitting white smoke.
That was an industrial miracle achieved by the Qin family through the "salt water ice-making method".
The chill emanating from the ice was circulated throughout the room by a "hand-cranked fan" designed by the twins (the barbarian maid was responsible for cranking it), keeping the temperature constant at twenty-four degrees Celsius—it was simply paradise on earth.
"Madam, the chilled watermelon is here."
A maidservant knelt beside the couch, holding a crystal tray.
On the plate were neatly sliced slices of red watermelon, seeds removed, and even carved into flower shapes. Silver skewers were stuck on top, and wisps of cool steam rose from them.
Liu picked up a piece with her fork and put it in her mouth.
"Click."
Sandy texture, bursting with juice, refreshingly cool.
"Waaaah... This is what a human life should be like!"
Ms. Liu was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.
As she munched on watermelon, she picked up a half-written letter home, pen in hand, and a look of "sorrow"—a stark contrast to her contented expression—appeared on her face.
"...To my lord. I am in Wolf Fang Village and miss you dearly. But here... alas, the drought is endless, and the land is barren for miles."
She forked another piece of watermelon and stuffed it into her mouth, continuing to write indistinctly:
"...I eat only coarse food and wild vegetables every day, and I can't sleep because of the heat. I've lost weight (actually, I've gained five pounds). But to help you understand the people's plight, I will grit my teeth and persevere! Don't worry about me, don't come, please don't come! It's too hard here!"
After finishing writing, she blew on the ink with satisfaction.
"Someone, take this letter back to the county government office."
Liu handed the letter to the maid and then grabbed a glass of plum juice with ice.
"Tell the master to take good care of himself and not to go to this poor, remote place, lest he suffer from heatstroke."
The maid suppressed a laugh and withdrew.
Liu lay back contentedly.
Deceiving her husband is something she can get used to after a few tries. As long as the magistrate doesn't come, she can stay in this paradise forever!
……
at the same time.
The Qin family's inner courtyard, an open pavilion.
The room was drafty, with bamboo curtains hanging around it, cool water sprinkled on the ground, and a huge ice box (an ancient refrigerator) placed in the middle.
Su Wan wore an extremely thin gauze dress, underneath which was a modified version of a camisole, revealing a large expanse of snow-white and delicate skin and exquisite collarbones.
She was kneeling in front of the ice jar, holding a silver spoon, stirring a bowl of [premium chilled plum juice].
"It's still not broken enough."
Su Wan muttered something.
She chipped a fist-sized piece of ice from the ice jar and gently put it in her mouth.
The sharp edges of the ice melted in my mouth, and the bone-chilling coolness spread along the tip of my tongue, instantly dispelling the heat in my body.
"call……"
She squinted her eyes contentedly, her pink tongue pressing against a piece of crystal-clear ice, pushing it back and forth between her lips and teeth, making a very slight "click" sound.
Just then.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Heavy, hurried footsteps, accompanied by a suffocating heatwave, suddenly burst into this cool little world.
Su Wan looked up.
Then, Qin Meng, the third brother, strode in like a raging bear that had just emerged from a fiery mountain.
He had just come out of the forge.
To create those new farm tools, he spent an entire morning by the furnace, which was burning at temperatures of several thousand degrees Celsius.
At this moment, he was only wearing a pair of loose, coarse cloth trousers, and his upper body was naked.
His bronze muscles gleamed with sweat, as if they had been sizzling in a pan of oil. Beads of sweat streamed down his broad shoulders, bulging chest muscles, and clearly defined eight-pack abs, pooling at his waistband and soaking a large area.
He was practically smoking.
It was really smoking—the kind of white mist produced when extremely hot body heat meets cold air.
"sister in law!"
As soon as Qin Meng entered the room, his eyes, reddened by the fire, instantly locked onto Su Wan, who was kneeling beside the ice mirror.
Or rather...
He locked his gaze on her lips, which were moist, swollen, and red, and which were filled with ice.
"Third Brother? You're back."
Su Wan was slightly irritated by the heat emanating from him and instinctively wanted to get up to pour him some water:
"Please sit down, I'll get you some plum juice, it's freshly chilled..."
"I won't sit."
Qin Meng's voice was hoarse and rough, as if he had a mouthful of hot sand in his mouth.
He strode over to Su Wan.
That intense, rusty, and sweaty masculine hormone instantly enveloped Su Wan, forcing her to look up at him.
"Sister-in-law, I'm thirsty."
"I'm dying of thirst."
Qin Meng stared at her lips, his Adam's apple bobbing violently as he swallowed with a loud "gulp".
"Then I'll get you a bowl..." Su Wan was about to turn around.
"No need for a bowl."
Qin Meng suddenly reached out his frighteningly large hands and grabbed Su Wan's slender shoulders.
His palms were burning hot, covered in sweat and iron filings, rough like sandpaper, making Su Wan shudder.
"Third Brother?"
Su Wan hadn't reacted yet.
It's black in front of you.
That scalding mountain of flesh pressed down relentlessly.
"Hmm!"
Su Wan's eyes widened.
Qin Meng gave her no time to prepare, lowered his head, and kissed her fiercely and urgently.
No.
That wasn't a kiss.
That was plunder.
It was a thirsty wild beast that had found the only water source in the desert.
His burning lips pressed heavily against hers, his tongue forcefully prying open her teeth, getting straight to the point—the piece of ice in her mouth that hadn't completely melted.
"hiss--!"
Ice and fire collide.
Qin Meng's burning hot tongue wrapped around the cold piece of ice.
The extreme temperature difference caused his muscles to tense up, and he let out a satisfied growl from deep in his throat.
"Um……"
Su Wan was breathless from his kisses.
The block of ice was too big; it couldn't cover the lips of two people at all.
Ice water flowed down their pressed lips, slid over Qin Meng's resolute chin, and dripped onto Su Wan's snow-white collarbone.
It's cold again.
It's hot.
Qin Meng showed no sign of stopping.
He snatched the ice, but instead of swallowing it, he held it in his mouth and pressed it against Su Wan's lips again.
He wanted to feed her.
He forced the half-melted ice water, still warm from his body, into Su Wan's mouth.
"Gulp."
Su Wan was forced to swallow it.
The water was filled with his scent.
Intense, domineering, yet with a sweetness that makes your legs weak.
"Third Brother...you..."
Su Wan finally found an opening and tried to push him away, but she found that even if she used all her strength to push against his hard, iron-like chest muscles, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
"sister in law."
Qin Meng did not back away.
His forehead touched hers, and the tip of his nose brushed against hers.
With a shrunken piece of ice in his mouth, his speech was slurred but carried a deadly eroticism:
"This ice... is so sweet."
"Sweeter than the ones in the bucket."
"I'm still hot..."
He grabbed Su Wan's hand and pressed it against his rapidly heaving, frighteningly hot chest:
"Sister-in-law, feel this, it's burning hot in here."
"One block of ice isn't enough."
"I want more."
His eyes were fixed on the remaining ice fragments in the ice jar, then he glanced at Su Wan's swollen lips, his eyes gleaming with a frighteningly bright green light.
Su Wan was all too familiar with that look in her eyes.
That was the look in his eyes when he wanted to eat braised pork.
But this time...
He wanted to treat her like braised pork, eating her bite by bite with this ice.
"You...you eat with a spoon yourself!"
Su Wan blushed deeply and tried to pull her hand back.
"The spoon has no taste."
Qin Meng resorted to shameless tactics.
He lowered his head again, this time with slightly gentler movements, but the undeniable force remained unchanged.
"I want to eat what's in my sister-in-law's mouth."
"Sister-in-law... help me cool down."
"otherwise……"
"Otherwise, if this fire starts... I'm afraid it will burn the whole house down."
Su Wan: "..."
This is hardly a way to cool down the fire.
This is clearly adding fuel to the fire!
"Hmm!"
Before she could protest, Qin Meng kissed her again.
This time, he even reached into the ice jar himself, grabbed a handful of ice shards, and stuffed them directly into his mouth, not caring whether his hands were dirty or not. Then...
He gave it all to her.
"Splash—"
That was the sound of ice cubes clinking between their lips and teeth.
It was also the sound of reason collapsing.
On this sweltering summer afternoon, amidst the background noise of cicadas chirping incessantly.
Inside the open pavilion, beside the ice mirror.
A war of plunder over "ice and fire".
Her back was pressed against the cold ice, while her front was pressed against the burning hot man.
Ice and Fire.
This intense sensory stimulation left her mind blank, and she could only instinctively grip Qin Meng's sweaty shoulders.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Qin Meng finally had enough to eat.
Or rather, he "ate" the whole bowl of ice in this way.
He released Su Wan, panting heavily.
Looking at the little woman in his arms, her eyes misty with tears, her lips swollen and her clothes disheveled, Qin Meng felt that the heat in his heart not only did not subside, but burned even more intensely.
"sister in law……"
He stretched out his thumb and roughly wiped away the water stains from the corner of Su Wan's lips, his voice hoarse and barely audible:
"This ice won't work."
"The more I eat, the thirstier I get."
"or……"
His large hands slid down her waistline, grabbed her thighs, and lifted her up, bringing them closer together.
"Shall we go back to our room?"
"I know a way... that's even more thirst-quenching than eating ice."
"It can also make you sweat...detoxify."
Su Wan felt a chill run down her spine from his blatant gaze.
Detox?
Stop lining up, you big idiot!
"roll!"
With her last ounce of strength, she kicked his hard calf:
"You're covered in sweat! Get away from me!"
"hey-hey……"
Qin Meng wasn't annoyed. Instead, he grabbed her ankle and kissed it.
"Does your sister-in-law think I smell bad?"
"That's perfect."
"I'm going to take a shower."
"I've washed myself clean... I'll come see my sister-in-law again tonight to cool down."
After saying that, he gently placed Su Wan on the cool couch, covered her with a light blanket, and then turned and left, satisfied.
As he reached the door, he glanced back at the empty ice jar, licked his lips, and looked on with a wistful expression.
"This plum juice...it's fucking delicious."
"Especially those with my sister-in-law's saliva added."
"handy!"
Su Wan lay slumped on the cool couch, touching her swollen and numb lips, on the verge of tears.
This doesn't look like drinking plum juice.
This is clearly killing her!
Summer in Langya Village...
It's so hot.
It's so hot that it makes you blush and your heart race; there's nowhere to escape.