bigabreads Chapter 121 Old Third pressed her hand against his chest muscles: Sister-in-law, I'm stronger t
Chapter 121 Old Third pressed her hand against his chest muscles: Sister-in-law, I'm stronger t
A cool breeze wafts through the pavilions of Yunqi Garden, refreshing and soothing.
The pavilion was surrounded by gauze curtains, and several large basins of ice made from saltpeter were placed on the ground. On the stone table in the middle, there was a plate of purple grapes that had just been fished out of the well and several cups of caramel milk tea with ice.
This place is now the most coveted "holy land" among the wealthy women of the entire county.
Meanwhile, the county magistrate's wife, Madam Liu, was lounging lazily on the soft couch, fanning herself with a sandalwood fan, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.
"Oh dear, Mrs. Qian."
Liu lifted her eyelids and her gaze fell on a plump woman who had just sat down.
That was Madam Qian, the wife of the wealthy man. At this moment, she was wearing a red silk jacket embroidered with gold thread, with a large gold lock around her neck, her whole body screaming "I'm rich."
"Your clothes..."
Liu covered her mouth with her fan and let out a meaningful chuckle:
"Is this an old style from 'Jinxiuzhuang' in the county town last year? This material is not breathable and is heavy, and it doesn't even have a waistline... Tsk tsk, even the cleaning ladies in our Yunqiyuan don't wear this kind of old-fashioned stuff anymore."
Madam Qian's fat face jiggled, and the gold handkerchief she was holding almost got crushed.
She specially wore her most expensive outfit! How did she become an old-fashioned relic?
"Sister Liu is joking," Madam Qian said with a forced smile. "This is brocade from Suzhou and Hangzhou, costing ten taels of silver per foot..."
"Ten taels?"
As if she had heard a joke, Liu casually tugged at her light blue dress:
"Madam Qian, you need to think long-term. Who in the county still cares about fabrics from Suzhou and Hangzhou these days? The latest styles are all from 'Qin's Workshop'!"
"Look at what I'm wearing. This is a design personally drawn by Madam Su, called... 'Modified Cheongsam.' Although it's made of cotton, it has that 'Lycra' added (actually, it's a special textile technique of the Qin family), so it's elastic, breathable, and most importantly..."
Liu stood up, deliberately twirling around to show off her extremely slender waist and the slightly slit side of her skirt:
"Shows off your figure."
"If we women wrap ourselves up like dumplings, won't all the men in our homes be seduced by other women?"
Upon hearing this, the wealthy ladies in the pavilion stared in disbelief.
Although Liu is not young, she has been getting beauty treatments and eating vegetables grown with spiritual spring water at the Qin family's house for the past few months. She seems to be aging in reverse. Her skin is fair and tender, and although her waist is plump, it is not bloated. She looks more charming than those women in their early thirties!
"Sister Liu! Where did you buy this dress? I want one too!"
"I want one too! This material looks so cool and refreshing!"
For a moment, Madam Qian was squeezed into a corner, and everyone fawned over Madam Liu.
Liu sat back down on the soft couch, took a sip of iced milk tea, and felt incredibly happy.
This sense of superiority—"I'm an insider of the Qin family" and "I know more than you all"—is even more enjoyable than being the wife of a county magistrate!
"What's the rush? This is a limited edition."
Liu spoke slowly, her eyes gleaming with the light of Versailles:
"It's only because I live in Yunxi Garden and am like sisters with Madam Su that I was able to get the goods first. If you want to buy... you'll have to queue up, or... beg me?"
……
Just as these ladies were arguing heatedly over a few pieces of clothing...
"One! Two! Three! Four!"
A unified and powerful roar suddenly came from the playground not far away.
The voice was powerful and resonant, full of masculine energy, causing the gauze curtains in the pavilion to tremble slightly.
"Hey! What's that noise?"
The ladies were startled and peeked out to look.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this.
Even Liu, who usually prided herself on being reserved, forgot to wave her fan.
On the newly paved cement road, a group of tall, straight men were running past in neat formation.
It was the Qin family's barbarian security team.
But they are different today...
In the past, these barbarians wore animal skins or rags, which looked filthy.
But today, they all changed into the "summer training uniforms" designed by Su Wan.
It was a black, tight-fitting vest, with tapered cargo pants, black high boots, and a wide leather belt around her waist.
This design is a visual shock to people of this era!
It's too tight!
It really shows off her figure!
Black vests tightly hugged their broad chests, and with each step they took, the bulging muscles seemed to roll beneath the fabric like living things.
Sweat streamed down his bronze skin, soaking his vest and clinging to his body, outlining the clearly defined lines of his abdominal muscles.
"Gulp."
Someone swallowed hard.
To these ladies, who usually only saw their husbands' fat bodies, this was nothing short of a walking feast of hormones!
"That's... a savage?" Madam Qian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, her face turning as red as a pig's liver. "How... how come he looks even more..."
She was too embarrassed to say "greedy".
"What savages! Those are the Qin family's security team!"
Liu came to her senses. Although she watched it every day, she still couldn't help but feel her heart race every time she saw this group of strong men running.
She covered half her face with a fan, revealing only a pair of piercing eyes:
"Look at their energy, look at their physique... all that protection money we paid was worth it!"
Just as the ladies were blushing and their hearts were pounding, wishing they could take out handkerchiefs to wipe the sweat from those barbarians' brows.
The front of the line.
A taller, more imposing figure appeared.
It's the third brother, Qin Meng.
As the head instructor, his attire was naturally different from that of the ordinary team members.
He wasn't wearing a vest, but rather a dark green short-sleeved uniform shirt. However, he hadn't buttoned it properly; two buttons at the collar had popped open, and the cuffs were stretched taut by his thick upper arm muscles, as if they might tear at any moment.
He ran at the front, like a lion king ruling his territory.
Even through his clothes, you could feel the breathtaking explosive power emanating from his muscular physique.
"Third Brother!"
Just then.
A soft, delicate voice was like a refreshing spring in the otherwise tumultuous scene.
Su Wan lifted her skirt and walked out from under the shade of the trees by the roadside.
She was holding a white towel and a kettle.
"Halt!"
Qin Meng let out a loud shout.
The line behind them stopped instantly, standing as straight as a single person.
"sister in law!"
Qin Meng, who had just looked fierce, suddenly transformed into a big golden retriever and rushed to Su Wan in a few steps.
He was radiating heat, and sweat dripped down his resolute chin.
But he didn't dare get too close.
He was afraid that the smell of his sweat would offend his sister-in-law, and he was also afraid that the heat would burn her.
"Why are you here, sister-in-law? The sun is so strong, go back inside!"
Qin Meng wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand, his honest face full of anxiety, wanting to use his tall body to shield her from the sun.
"I've come to check on everyone's training."
Su Wan tiptoed and handed him the towel in her hand:
"Do the new clothes fit? Are they too tight?"
These uniforms were modified by her according to the style of modern special forces, and they were indeed made to be more fitted for ease of movement.
"It fits perfectly! It fits so well!"
Qin Meng chuckled, looked down at his ripped collar, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Well... I think I've gained weight these past few days, and my buttons keep popping open."
Su Wan smiled helplessly.
This isn't just gaining weight; it's clearly from overworking and bulking up.
"Don't move, let me see."
Su Wan took a step closer.
At that moment, the difference in their body sizes became obvious.
Qin Meng was over 1.9 meters tall, like a mountain. Su Wan stood in front of him, barely reaching his shoulder.
She reached out her fair and slender hand and pinched the loose button on his collar, wanting to help him button it up.
"call……"
Qin Meng held his breath instantly.
His sister-in-law was too close to him.
He was so close that he could smell the faint milky scent on her (she had just drunk milk tea).
He was so close that his chin could touch her forehead if he simply lowered his head.
Those slightly cool fingertips, through the thin fabric of his shirt, touched his burning collarbone.
"boom--"
Qin Meng felt an electric current surge from his collarbone to his tailbone, and his muscles instantly tensed up, becoming as solid as stone.
"sister in law……"
His voice was terribly hoarse, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.
"What's wrong?" Su Wan was focused on struggling with the button and didn't notice the man's unusual behavior.
"I..."
Qin Meng looked at her small face so close to his, and her slightly pouting red lips.
He suddenly didn't want to endure it anymore.
In front of this large crowd, in front of these hundreds of barbarian brothers, and under the watchful eyes of that group of noblewomen in the distance.
He suddenly stretched out his large hand.
He grabbed Su Wan's hand, which was buttoning his shirt.
"ah!"
Su Wan was startled and was about to pull her hand back.
But an irresistible force pressed him directly into his chest!
"Snapped!"
Her small hand was pressed firmly against his large, rough hand, which pressed down on the most developed and throbbing pectoral muscle on his left chest.
That's where the heart is.
It was also the strongest and hottest part of his body.
"Third Brother! What are you doing?!" Su Wan's face turned bright red as she exclaimed in a low voice.
We're still on the playground!
"Sister-in-law, feel it."
Qin Meng lowered his head, and in his usually honest and simple eyes, two flames of possessiveness were burning.
He stared into Su Wan's panicked eyes, his voice hoarse, carrying an awkward yet straightforward courtship tone:
"Those barbarians' clothes are tight."
"But that's because the clothes are tight."
He grabbed her hand, pressed it firmly against his chest muscles, and even controlled the muscles to twitch slightly, pressing against her palm.
"I'm just feeling nervous."
"Sister-in-law, you be the judge."
"Am I stronger than them? Am I more robust than them?"
"Is my chest... more bouncy than a Simmons mattress?"
Su Wan: "..."
Help!
What kind of outrageous things is this big oaf spouting?!
What does it mean to be even more bouncy than a Simmons mattress?!
She felt the terrifying sensation in her palm. It wasn't flesh at all; it was rock engulfed in flames! Each heartbeat felt like a hammer blow to her hand, burning her so much that her hand trembled.
"You...you let go!"
Su Wan blushed so much that her eyes turned red. If those gossipy women in the pavilion in the distance saw this, who knows what they would say tomorrow!
"Not loose."
Qin Meng's stubborn temper flared up.
Instead of loosening his grip, he leaned forward, completely enveloping Su Wan in his shadow, like a vicious dog guarding its food.
"My sister-in-law hasn't praised me yet."
"They praised me for being better than them, and said I looked good in this outfit."
"If my sister-in-law doesn't praise me... I'll keep pressing her."
far away.
In the pavilion.
"hiss--"
A collective gasp filled the air.
The group of wealthy women all dropped the melon seeds they were holding.
Although I couldn't hear what was being said because of the distance, the scene was incredibly impactful!
The bear-like man grabbed the petite woman's hand and pressed it tightly against his chest, his head bowed, looking like he was about to devour her (but he was actually being affectionate).
That tension! That physical difference! That overflowing hormones!
"Oh my god..."
Mrs. Qian clutched her chest, her face as red as a monkey's bottom:
"Is this...is this the man from the Qin family?"
"This is too...too intense!"
Liu stopped waving her fan.
As she watched that scene, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes, which then transformed into a smug sense of pride:
"That's natural."
"Our Third Master Qin is the kind of guy who can crush an iron walnut with his bare hands."
"But in front of Lady Su..."
She clicked her tongue twice:
"That's a big, obedient wolfhound."
"This is the unique feature of our Yunqi Garden – tough guys with tender hearts."
"So? Do you still think this house is too expensive?"
The ladies looked at the scene on the playground, and then at the security guards with their amazing figures.
Their eyes were practically glowing with greed, and they couldn't wait to pull out their money right now.
"Buy! We absolutely have to buy it!"
"As long as I can see this view every day... it's worth any price!"
On the playground.
"Good, good, good! You're the strongest! You're the best-looking! Third Brother is the number one hunk in the world!"
Su Wan couldn't take it anymore, so she blushed and gave a bunch of random compliments.
"hey-hey……"
Qin Meng then released his grip with satisfaction and grinned foolishly.
Looking at the faint handprint Su Wan had left on his chest, he felt a surge of energy throughout his body.
"Sister-in-law, go back and rest! I'll keep practicing!"
He turned and roared at the dumbfounded barbarians:
"What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen a woman before?!"
"Everyone! Five hundred push-ups! No food until you finish!"
"I want to show my sister-in-law that even when the men of our Qin family army are lying down, their backs are still straight!"
Su Wan covered her burning palms and ran back to the inner courtyard as if fleeing.
This Qin Meng...
They're getting harder and harder to fool!