Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

Chapter 811: Chapter 811: Take a Shower Together

Having said that, Qin Jian quickly stripped off his trousers and shorts, exposing all of his chiseled, perfect muscles to An Hao’s eyes, and along with it, the small brother between his legs that was proudly on display!

”You really are... truly shameless.” An Hao was also seeing Qin Jian ’honestly’ for the first time in the broad daylight and was quite unaccustomed to it.

”You should feel happy about it!” Qin Jian said with a corner of his mouth lifted, ”This just shows that your attraction to me is strong. Come on, don’t be shy! Let’s shower together!”

”No! You get out!”

”Let’s shower together!”

”No, I’ll go out!”

”Let’s shower together! Save water!”

”I’ve finished showering, I’m going to cook for you! You must be tired and hungry after training.”

”Tired, not really! Hungry, definitely! Hurry up, let me ’taste’ a little, to satisfy my craving for now.”

So, a splashy, breathless scene unfolded in the washroom, where An Hao was pressed against the wall by him, completely devoured.

Afterward, her legs were weak.

Who says bathing together saves water? Save what exactly?

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The very next day, An Hao had a good long sleep and when she woke up, she found Qin Jian was gone, so she spent some time reviewing her lessons.

After eating lunch, she also washed Qin Jian’s dirty clothes.

Seeing that it wasn’t very hot outside, An Hao decided to go to the town’s health clinic to see how the arrangements made by Teacher Yan were progressing.

So, she changed into a skirt, took her little bag, and went downstairs.

This military district compound was quite large, with the family quarters located at the very back. To exit the military district, one had to pass by the political office building, a small grove, and the training field—it was a fairly long walk.

To make it convenient for the visiting army wives to come and go, the logistics team provided a row of bicycles placed downstairs for their use.

When An Hao came down, there was only one left, which she could just ride away.

She approached, pushed the bike forward, but only pedaled a few steps before noticing that the bike’s rear tire was low on air. Hence, she turned around, took the air pump hanging from the tree, and began to inflate the tire.

At that moment, a fashionably dressed girl came out of the building where An Hao’s home was, standing at the entrance of the corridor, one hand shading her eyes from the sun, the other on her hip, watching her inflate the tire.

It was hot, and after a few pumps, An Hao was sweating profusely.

She didn’t bother to wipe off the sweat beads and continued to pump vigorously. After another ten or so pumps, she squeezed the rear tire, feeling it was a bit too inflated and fearing a blowout due to the heat. Just as she was about to let some air out, a young woman sprung out of nowhere, rushed over, and snatched the bike away.

She then pushed it and walked forward.

”Hey! Who are you? How can you just grab someone else’s bike?” An Hao straightened up and asked angrily.

”Your bike? Call it and see if it answers!” The woman retorted defiantly, glaring at An Hao.

An Hao was in a good mood when she came downstairs, but meeting someone so unreasonable instantly ignited her anger: ”I call it and it doesn’t answer, so if you call it will it answer? Go ahead, you call it, and if it answers, I’ll let you have it.”

The woman threw An Hao a look as if she were an idiot, her lips curling in disdain as she said, ”You think I’m stupid? The bike’s in my hands now, why would I call it? Let me tell you, I spotted this bike first. I went upstairs to grab something, and you took over the bike.”