Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 1100: Digging Pit Design

Chapter 1100: Chapter 1100: Digging Pit Design

"How could that be possible?"

"Why not? I’m your boyfriend! Once we’re engaged, we’ll be family! How could I stand by and do nothing when your family’s in trouble?"

Since he had put it that way, she might as well take the money.

After all, her parents were pressuring her to marry An Ping.

What’s wrong with spending a bit of his money first?

"Alright then. Let’s just say you lend it to me first, and I’ll pay you back later."

"What’s all this about lending and paying back? Consider it a gift from me!" An Ping had money to spare, so a few hundred wasn’t a big deal to him.

Besides, it’s spending on the woman he liked.

"Fine. Just give me three hundred yuan later."

"Sure." An Ping agreed readily.

Niu Shanshan breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped her arms around An Ping’s waist, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him.

Her lips were soft, and the two little buns on her chest rubbed against him gently, immediately stirring up An Ping’s lust.

At that, he could no longer control himself. With a fierce move, he pushed Niu Shanshan onto the bed.

He leaned over her, pressing down with his body.

Their kissing was desperate and intense, clothes getting wrinkled and disheveled.

Such things have a way of taking their natural course.

In the heat of the moment, it’s easy to cross the line.

Just as An Ping was about to strip off Niu Shanshan’s clothes, she quickly put her hand out to stop him.

"What’s wrong?" He felt a pang of disappointment when the passionate moment was interrupted.

"I’m a bit scared," Niu Shanshan whispered, "after all, it’s my first time."

"I understand." An Ping straightened his clothes and stood up, "I got carried away just now. We’ll wait until we’re married to......"

"Mmhmm." Niu Shanshan agreed, her face blushing.

An Ping was ready to leave when Niu Shanshan called him back, "Don’t go! Sit down and keep me company for a while."

"Okay." Spending more time with Niu Shanshan was something An Ping had longed for.

As things were moving step by step according to Liu Shanshan’s plan, she thought she might as well let him complete it all in one go.

"It’s so cold in this room! How about we have some drinks to warm up?" Niu Shanshan said and poured An Ping a full glass of baijiu from the bottle on the table.

"This much?" Seeing the full cup, he felt drunk already, "I can’t hold my liquor! Since it’s just to warm up, a couple of sips should do, right?"

"No way! If you’re going to drink, you have to finish it! In my eyes, a man who can drink is a real man." Niu Shanshan provocatively goaded An Ping.

With the woman he liked speaking to that extent, An Ping would look like a coward if he didn’t drink.

And what man would be willing to show cowardice in front of the woman he liked?

So he lifted the glass and downed it with bravado.

As soon as he finished, his stomach felt like it was on fire.

"Ah! That’s hot!" An Ping exclaimed, his breath reeking of alcohol.

"That’s what I call a real man!" Niu Shanshan leaned in and planted a kiss on his face.

"Heh heh!" An Ping laughed naively, his head spinning, then he knew no more.

It was past midnight, and An Ping still hadn’t come back.

Wang Erzhu and Liu Erlian were pressed against the wall, listening for any noises.

"Do you think they’ve done it?"

"I don’t know."

"I bet they haven’t! If they had, wouldn’t there be some noise?"

"I bet they have! An Ping knows walls have ears; if they were doing that, they’d surely be quiet about it."

Erzhuzi and Liu Xiaolian each held their own opinions, neither able to convince the other.