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1970s: The Delicate Beauty Reduced to Tears Again by the Cold-Faced Military Officer’s Kiss

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Chapter 22

1970s: The Delicate Beauty Reduced to Tears Again by the Cold-Faced Military Officer’s Kiss

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Her heart was racing so fast she felt like the little deer inside her chest was about to die. It was her first time kissing someone, of course she was shy.

But she liked it.

Hoping Xu Chengan would kiss her back? That was definitely impossible.Full novel: 1970s: The Delicate Beauty Reduced to Tears Again by the Cold-Faced Military Officer’s Kiss — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

He didn’t even want to hold her.

So rigid.

Xu Chengan’s mind was a complete mess. He finally managed to regain some reason and moved her arms away.

But the fire in his body was still burning.

“No more acting spoiled. Stand properly!” Xu Chengan’s voice was hoarse, his expression serious. “Do you even know what you’re doing? You’re not allowed to kiss anyone casually from now on.”

Lu Wan’s eyes brimmed with tears of grievance. “Why are you being so stern? You’re not anyone else—you’re my boyfriend! I can kiss you, can’t I?”

Xu Chengan was silent for a moment. “Alright, I have to go. We have discipline. I’ll come see you when I have time.”

Lu Wan pouted. She roughly guessed the nature of his work—it was secret, so he couldn’t guarantee when he’d be free, let alone tell her.

“Then… can I kiss you in the future?”

Xu Chengan, worn down by her persistence, gritted his teeth. “…Mm!”

“Then kiss me now.”

Xu Chengan felt like she was going to drive him crazy. If it started like this, it would be even worse in the future.

He needed to hurry up with the marriage report.

He bent down slightly, lightly holding her shoulders, and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I have to go.”

He had already stayed long enough. Even though they were dating, if rumors spread, it could hurt her.

She was a young woman—vulnerable in situations like this.

He couldn’t let her get hurt.

…

Lu Wan spent the whole afternoon in high spirits. The rumors were resolved, and she was officially dating Xu Chengan. Her whole being radiated energy and charm.

In the morning, Pan Lingling had wanted to ask where Lu Wan had bought her white shirt and pants. The cut of the pants was different from theirs, and they were especially slimming and flattering.

Her younger sister-in-law had been going on blind dates recently. If she wore something like this, she would definitely captivate her suitor.

Of course, Pan Lingling had her own reasons too. The eldest daughter was already grown, and with the second child on the way, the house would be crowded.

Moreover, if the younger sister-in-law married well, she, as the sister-in-law, would also benefit.

So she planned to buy a set to give to her sister-in-law.

“This was sent by my aunt from Shanghai. But if your sister is about my height, I also have a new set she can wear,” Lu Wan said generously.

She really liked the cut of the pants and had bought several at the time. She also had two similar shirts.

Pan Lingling was kind-hearted. Even though they had only known each other for two days, she had taught Lu Wan a lot and kept nothing to herself.

That morning, when Lin Zhenzhen caused trouble, Pan Lingling had defended her, speaking up on her behalf. One should remember the kindness of others.

“That won’t do. These clothes cost a lot of fabric—it’s obviously not cheap. I only have fifteen yuan on me today. You take it now, and I’ll bring the rest of the money and fabric coupons tomorrow morning.” Pan Lingling didn’t want to take advantage of Lu Wan.

And since this was for her sister-in-law, she couldn’t just accept it for free.

“Lingjie, you’re treating me more like a friend than a little sister. Take your money back. If you’re worried I’ll lose out, why don’t you knit me a sweater instead? I think your knitting is really pretty,” Lu Wan said.

The weather was getting chilly—perfect for a sweater and a coat.

“Wanwan, what can I say? You’ve done me a huge favor,” Pan Lingling said, feeling a bit guilty.

“Then it’s settled. I’ll go buy some yarn these days.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll knit it quickly so you can wear it soon.”

“Lingjie, you’re so good.”

In the afternoon broadcast, Lu Wan was full of energy, infecting the factory workers. They felt like they had endless strength.

Everyone couldn’t help singing along with Lu Wan: “We workers have strength… exert all our effort, sweat profusely, contribute more to socialism, give all our energy to socialism.”

Many people greeted her actively and stood up for her. All around her were kind-hearted people.

…

That evening, Lu Wan just had a glass of milk and an orange. She was too lazy to cook.

She spread a straw mat on the floor to use as a yoga mat and practiced for a while before taking a shower.

Night had fully fallen. Lu Wan checked the time—still not even nine o’clock.

No TV, no entertainment, not even a book. Being home alone was rather boring.

Her eyes blinked. Xu Chengan probably wouldn’t come tonight, right?

She wondered if his mission was going smoothly.

Lu Wan hugged her blanket, tossing around on the bed until she unconsciously fell asleep.

She naturally woke up before a quarter past seven, without needing an alarm.

Since coming here, she went to bed early and woke early every day, her routine more regular than before, full of energy, increasingly in tune with the times.

She wasn’t in a rush to get up, stretching leisurely in bed until her body felt comfortable, then slowly putting on her shoes and heading outside.

Lu Wan opened the door and saw Xu Chengan standing in the yard. At first, she froze, wondering if she was still half-asleep or hallucinating.

When she confirmed it was him, Lu Wan ran over. Xu Chengan immediately reached out to catch her.

Lu Wan jumped, wrapping her legs around his waist and her smooth, snow-white arms around his neck.

“It really is you!” Lu Wan’s face lit up with a smile.

Just out of bed, her voice was slightly husky, sweet yet lazy.

Her silk pajamas left her unrestrained—she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath. Xu Chengan could clearly feel the warmth and softness of her body.

Sooner or later, she would drive him crazy.

He had finished his mission after three in the morning, so it wasn’t convenient to come then.

He came early this morning before she went to work to bring her breakfast.

“Mm, go wash up and eat breakfast.” Xu Chengan said.

Lu Wan acted spoiled: “Nooo, hold me a little longer.”

Xu Chengan’s breathing tightened slightly. He didn’t indulge her. “Behave, stand properly!”

“Okay, okay!”

Such an old-fashioned stickler.

Still, she had just gotten up and hadn’t washed up yet. She didn’t look bad at all, but she wanted to look even prettier.

After washing up, Xu Chengan had already placed breakfast in her room.

“Shengjian?!” Lu Wan’s eyes lit up.

She loved shengjian buns. Back in college, the breakfast stall behind the campus made some great ones; she went twice a week.

“Try it.”

Xu Chengan didn’t know her exact tastes. He had eaten at this shengjian stall twice; the flavor was decent.

Lu Wan took a bite, smiling with eyes curved.

The taste was just like the one she loved—delicious.

“I like it!”

Xu Chengan had eaten with her three times before; this was the first time she had expressed enjoyment.

“Then eat a few more.” Xu Chengan picked another one and placed it on her plate.

Lu Wan only ate three more, and Xu Chengan shook his head—no wonder she was so slim eating so little.

That tiny waist—smaller than his palm.

“Don’t look at me and think I’m skinny—I have muscles. Don’t believe me? Feel them yourself.”

Full novel: 1970s: The Delicate Beauty Reduced to Tears Again by the Cold-Faced Military Officer’s Kiss — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠
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