This was the first time in 30 years that Chen Zhiguo had experienced such an awkward feeling.
Before he could put on his clothes, the little woman in front of him narrowed her eyes and kept looking at his bare skin.
He had no choice but to cough twice to remind of the person in front of him.
Ding Jun pursed her lips. There was still residual heat on her ears. She asked cautiously, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Chen Zhiguo laughed dryly and said, "Why don't you let me put on my clothes first..."
"No." Before he could finish, Ding Jun shook her head and interrupted him. "What if you're a thief and run away after putting on your clothes?"
What thief would steal naked?!
Chen Zhiguo was angered by this little woman's brain. He quickly explained, "I'm Chen Zhiguo."
Ding Jun's eyes slowly widened. She glanced at the man's thick legs and bulging crotch before she confirmed with a doubtful expression, "You really are..."
"I am." Chen Zhiguo nodded like he was pounding garlic.
He saw Ding Jun standing in the same place and took a deep breath. "Can you go out first and let me change my clothes?"
"Okay." This time, Ding Jun agreed very readily, but her lingering gaze was like a hook that hooked onto Chen Zhiguo's heart.
He took a few deep breaths again. It had been a long time since he had such an uncontrollable feeling. If Ding Jun stayed any longer, his little brother could perform a 'stand at attention' for Ding Jun, pushing his underwear into a subtle arc.
Ding Jun stood outside the door, unable to help but let her imagination run wild.
No one had told her that Chen Zhiguo was actually so handsome.
He was not the type that looked like the idols from pop groups in the future. However, he had straight, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His nose was very straight, and his lips were relatively thick. The color was actually soft pink, and he looked very easy to kiss. Although his skin was a little dark, he looked even more handsome.
Perhaps it was because he had fought on the battlefield. Just by standing, there was a faint murderous aura coming from his body. Perhaps it was because he was always angry. There were two grooves in the middle of his forehead.
This kind of appearance was completely her type!
Ding Jun recalled his strong chest muscles and her fingers moved slightly.
She heard that when the chest muscles relaxed, they were firm. She had never touched such large chest muscles before...
While her thoughts were running wild, Chen Zhiguo was dressed properly. He opened the door and walked out.
He was tall, 1.85 meters, and Ding Jun was 1.62 meters. When she leveled her gaze, it landed on his chest.
Seeing her sorrowful eyes, Chen Zhiguo looked at her in confusion.
Ding Jun shook her head and asked, "Why did you suddenly come back?"
Chen Zhiguo replied, "I came back in a hurry. I was afraid that you and the children wouldn't get along. This time, I applied for annual leave from the leader. I came back the moment it was approved."
As he spoke, he tidied up the kitchen.
Ding Jun followed behind him. When she heard the word 'annual leave', she asked, "How many days can you take?"
"About 20 days." Chen Zhiguo finished tidying up the kitchen and turned to look at the large pot of milk on the windowsill. "Is this breakfast?"
Ding Jun nodded.
There were too many children at home, so she found a neighbor who raised sheep next door to buy some milk and boiled it every day to drink. It was the end of October now, and the weather had become cold. The goat's milk would not go bad even if it was left for a while.
Chen Zhiguo obediently boiled the goat's milk and put a few eggs next to it. He covered the pot and turned his head to ask her, "You called me to come back quickly. Is there something wrong?"
There was.
She did not want to step into a widowed marriage. She did not want to be the stepmother of six children. She also did not want to miss the great opportunity for the country's development.
However, now, she hesitated.
Seeing that she did not reply for a long time, Chen Zhiguo picked up his dirty clothes and placed them in the basin beside the sink. He put some water in and slowly rubbed them.
Ding Jun paced back and forth for five minutes before she caught a glimpse of a familiar cloth in his hand from the corner of her eye.
After Chen Zhiguo washed the clothes, he actually washed her underwear that was soaked in the water!
Ding Jun's face suddenly turned redder than the sunset.
She had her period yesterday.
In this era, not to mention liquid sanitary napkins, tampons, and calming pants, even the most common sanitary napkins were not sold.
Women generally wore briefs that were made from rags and were padded with some toilet paper. Ding Jun's blood volume was not that high, so she had to change it every hour or so.
Her stomach was already hurting, so she was almost tortured to death.
Therefore, for the first time, she did not wash the dirty underwear. Instead, she hid it at the bottom of the dirty clothes.
Who would have thought that Chen Zhiguo would wash it?
She turned her head and saw that while she was in a daze, her dirty clothes were all taken care of by this hardworking man.
Watching the man cleaning the small piece of small cloth, Ding Jun's gaze unconsciously became gentle.
She felt that she did not hate men so much anymore.