Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

Qin Huairu waited anxiously for several days, but Xu Damao never took the initiative to give her the materials for making cotton-padded clothes.

After an autumn rain, the temperature dropped lower and lower, and the anxiety and anger in her heart were like a volcano about to erupt.

That day, she finally couldn't hold back any longer, gritted her teeth, and decided to go to Xu Damao's house in person to ask him for it.

She dressed up, braided her black hair, and found a set of clothes without patches to wear.

When she arrived at Xu Damao's house, Qin Huairu looked around and was relieved to see that no one noticed her.

She took a deep breath, calmed her nervous mood, raised her hand and knocked on the door gently.

Xu Damao heard the knock on the door and asked impatiently while lying on the bed, "Who is it?"

He had been in the countryside these days and had taken a fancy to a young widow. He thought he could easily win her over with his eloquent tongue.

Unexpectedly, the woman was the type of person who would not give up until she saw the rabbit. She understood what he said, but also refused.

Xu Damao was so depressed that he had no way to vent, so he drank half a bottle of wine when he got home.

Qin Huairu had no idea about this. She just wanted to get the material for the cotton-padded clothes back home, so she tried to make her voice sound calm: "It's me, Qin Huairu."

Hearing the voice, Xu Damao couldn't hide his excitement and immediately opened the door. The moment he saw Qin Huairu, a trace of panic flashed across his face.

Then, those lustful eyes seemed to be glued to Qin Huairu, looking her up and down wantonly.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a malicious smile, his eyes wandered between Qin Huairu's face, neck and chest, and then asked:

"Sister Qin, why are you here? Come on, come inside and talk."

Xu Damao spoke with a guilty conscience, but his eyes were clearly filled with greed and desire.

"I won't go in, lest you come up with any bad ideas. Xu Damao, where is the cotton-padded jacket material you promised? I've been waiting for so many days, and it's going to get cold soon."

Qin Huairu said angrily, her brows furrowed, but her eyes unconsciously avoided Xu Damao's burning gaze, with a somewhat reluctant attitude.

"Sister Qin, this... I'm not ready for this yet." Xu Damao said hesitantly, moving closer to Qin Huairu as he spoke, and the smell of alcohol on his body went straight into Qin Huairu's nose.

Seeing Xu Damao with a flattering smile on his face but constantly looking at her, Qin Huairu felt uncomfortable all over.

She put her hands on her chest, trying to prevent Xu Damao from getting too close to her, but in Xu Damao's view, this was an extremely tempting move.

He pulled Qin Huairu into the house, his movements were rough and urgent. Just as Qin Huairu was about to exclaim, Xu Damao hurriedly said:

"Sister Qin, please stop shouting. It will have a bad impact if others hear it." Her voice was very low, revealing a hint of nervousness and anxiety.

"Besides, I didn't do anything to you. I just wanted you to come into the house and talk with me. Don't worry."

Xu Damao's eyes flickered. Although he said this, his hand took the opportunity to touch Qin Huairu's arm.

The delicate and smooth touch made his heart surge, as if an electric current instantly spread throughout his body, making his breathing become rapid.

Seeing that Qin Huairu did not strongly refuse, but instead calmed down, Xu Damao was overjoyed. Like a hungry wolf seeing fat meat delivered to its mouth, he couldn't wait to go forward and hug her.

Qin Huairu was shocked by Xu Damao's sudden action and her eyes widened, full of disbelief and horror. "Xu Damao, let me go!"

Her voice was trembling and a little flustered. She thought that in broad daylight there might be people walking around in the yard at any time, and Xu Damao was not brave enough to do that.

Who would have thought that he was so bold. In Qin Huairu's opinion, she had not gained any benefit at all, so it was absolutely impossible for her to let Xu Damao succeed.

So Qin Huairu struggled desperately. However, Xu Damao was already overwhelmed by desire and reason had long been thrown out of the window.

He could no longer hear Qin Huairu's cries. He hugged Qin Huairu tightly with such force that he seemed to rub her into his body.

She kept muttering, "Sister Qin, just obey me. If you follow me, I promise you will have the best food and the best drinks, wear gold and silver every day, and live a good life that everyone envies."

Qin Huairu pushed Xu Damao hard with both hands, trying to break free from his iron-like restraints.

The voice became sharp and piercing due to anger and fear, and he cursed at him: "Xu Damao, don't mess around, or I will call for help!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of brisk footsteps outside the door. Xu Damao was startled. His originally fanatical eyes were instantly filled with fear, and he quickly let go of his hand.

Qin Huairu took the opportunity to break free and quickly retreated to the corner. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes were torn askew, making her look very embarrassed.

She was breathing heavily and tidying up her messy clothes with trembling hands. Her eyes were full of anger and shame, and it seemed as if she could spit fire.

Xu Damao stared at the door nervously, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, rolling down one after another like beads that had broken off the string.

The door opened with a creaky sound. It turned out that Lou Xiao'e had come back from her mother's house to get something. As soon as she walked to the door, she saw this unbearable scene.

"What are you doing?" Lou Xiao'e shouted loudly, her voice filled with anger and despair.

Xu Damao and Qin Huairu were suddenly frozen in place as if they were under a spell.

The worst off was Xu Damao. His lips were trembling and his eyes were full of panic. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lou Xiao'e rushed forward, glaring at them, her eyes almost spitting fire, "Well, Xu Damao, you actually got entangled with this widow behind my back!"

"Xiao'e, it's not what you think. Let me explain."

Xu Damao said hurriedly, but his eyes kept glancing at Qin Huairu from time to time, looking both flustered and vulgar.

Lou Xiao'e was so angry that she was shaking all over, and her voice changed: "Explanation? What else is there to explain? I saw it with my own eyes!"

Qin Huairu hurriedly said: "Lou Xiao'e, this is really a misunderstanding. I just came here to get materials for making cotton clothes."

As she spoke, an unnatural blush appeared on her face and her eyes became a little erratic. She didn't dare to look directly into Lou Xiao'e's angry gaze, and her hands were nervously tugging at the corners of her clothes.

"Humph! Taking materials? Is that how you take them? You're all hugged together. If I hadn't come in, they would have probably been doing something shameful on our bed right now, right?"

"Qin Huairu, am I stupid or are you stupid? This excuse is so easy to make, do you think I will believe it?

"And you, Xu Damao! I can't live with you anymore, let's divorce!"