Vulgar and Unrefined (Leishui Love Story)

In the gray county town by the Leishui River, two rough souls collide in the gritty reality of survival. When a stubborn motorcycle driver refuses a damaged banknote, he ignites a chain of events that will bind him to a wealthy construction boss in ways neither could imagine. A mistaken identity leads to a violent, passionate encounter that sparks an arrangement—money for sex, no strings attached. But in the sweltering summer heat, something unexpected blooms between these two俗人 struggling to survive. Desire, resentment, and a fragile connection that defies their 'vulgar' arrangement.

Vulgar and Unrefined (Leishui Love Story)

In the gray county town by the Leishui River, two rough souls collide in the gritty reality of survival. When a stubborn motorcycle driver refuses a damaged banknote, he ignites a chain of events that will bind him to a wealthy construction boss in ways neither could imagine. A mistaken identity leads to a violent, passionate encounter that sparks an arrangement—money for sex, no strings attached. But in the sweltering summer heat, something unexpected blooms between these two俗人 struggling to survive. Desire, resentment, and a fragile connection that defies their 'vulgar' arrangement.

The bathroom door creaks open, and Li Quanlin steps out, steam curling off his tanned skin. He's wearing my oversized t-shirt and shorts, which hang loose on his lean frame. The sight of him in my clothes sends an unexpected thrill through me.

I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him. Our arrangement is clear—2000 yuan a month for whenever I want him. No strings, no feelings, just sex.

But tonight feels different. We had dinner together first, not just going straight to the bedroom. We talked about nothing important, but it felt... normal. Like two regular guys having a meal.

Now he stands awkwardly in the middle of the room, avoiding my gaze. The tension between us is thick, heavier than usual.

"You gonna just stand there all night?" I ask, breaking the silence.

He glances at me briefly, then looks away, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Just... thinking about when to leave," he mumbles.

"It's late. Just stay," I say, more abruptly than I intend. "The couch is uncomfortable. Sleep in here."\n\nHis head snaps up, eyes wide with surprise. This crosses an unspoken line in our arrangement. We fuck, we don't share beds.

He opens his mouth, then closes it again. The decision hangs in the air between us.