The Shen family collapsed, and the former pampered eldest daughter Shen Miaoqi had no choice but to take refuge with the army in the Northwest.
The person who received her was her adopted son who was driven out of the house by her own hands ten years ago.
Today, Lu Zhenghan is a well-known cold-faced tough guy in the Gobi Desert and an "Iron Monk" who is not approachable to women.
The man sat behind the table, pushed over a piece of paper, and said in a business-like tone: "Ten rules. We are husband and wife in name, but in reality they live their own lives and don't interfere with each other."
Shen Miaoqi responded with red eyes.
The whole camp was waiting for this delicate young lady to run away because she couldn't bear the hardship.
But they didn't know that in the dead of night, the man who set the rules would secretly give her a warm blanket from his army blanket. Seeing that the back of her hand was cracked, he led people to cover the dry toilet in the camp with cement overnight.
Shen Miaoqi saw through his hard mouth and soft heart, and became more courageous.
She began to deliberately defy the ten rules.
Wearing a light-washed thin shirt, she dangled in front of him. After taking a shower, she leaned in front of him with wet hair. At night, she even stepped on his military boots with her bare feet, softly complaining of pain.
Until that night the power went out.
The man finally lost control and pushed her against the narrow corner. He pinched her thin waist with his rough palms and breathed hot and heavy: "Shen Miaoqi, you broke the rules first."
The little girl's legs were so weak from being kissed that her eyes turned red: "Didn't you say... Everyone should do his own thing?"
The man lowered his head and bit her lip with rough movements and frighteningly dark eyes: "It's been ten years since I was a kid and I rode on my neck. Where do you want to ride tonight?"
