Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 464: Don’t Forget Your Identity

Chapter 464: Chapter 464: Don’t Forget Your Identity

Perhaps due to the warmth of the heated bed, her small face as she slept was round and rosy, with softly parted crimson lips that seemed to beckon invitingly.

The more Qin Jian looked at his little wife, the more he adored her. He leaned down, intending to taste her cherry lips once more, but as he drew near, An Hao opened her eyes.

The distance between them was so close, their gazes locked onto each other’s pupils, thick affection spilling from their eyes.

Just as Qin Jian was about to lean in for a kiss, he was pushed away by An Hao, who giggled, "You were actually trying to sneak attack me just now."

"Sneak attack...? You’re already my woman; if I want to kiss your fragrant charm, there’s no need to be sneaky, right?" Qin Jian curled his lips upward, "If I want to kiss, I do so openly and honorably! Like this..."

With that, he wrapped his arms around his little wife and kissed her deeply.

Her lips were soft and delectable, making him feel as though he could never get enough.

An Hao felt so weak from his kisses that she could hardly muster any strength, her entire weight leaning on Qin Jian’s sturdy embrace, unintentionally letting out embarrassing moans.

Qin Jian’s embrace tightened and his kisses became more passionate and intense, the temperature between the two escalating rapidly, causing her to hurriedly push him away.

If this continued, they would surely lose control...

"Can’t you restrain yourself a little? What if someone sees us? How embarrassing would that be?" An Hao said, her face flushed, trying to catch her breath gently.

This scene made Qin Jian’s blood race, and he truly wanted to pin her down and indulge her thoroughly.

Seeing his eyes glisten darkly with an intense, wolfish hunger, An Hao blushed even more fiercely, "Did you hear that? I’m talking about you."

"Kissing my own wife, what’s wrong with that? Besides, you seemed to be enjoying it just now, didn’t you?"

"How can you be so shameless! Staff Officer, you’re getting more and more brazen." An Hao’s playful reprimand came with a hint of coyness.

"Who can blame me when you look so fetching, I can’t help myself," said Qin Jian, his eyes brimming with laughter.

"Really?" An Hao’s cheeks were scarlet.

"Really," Qin Jian said earnestly, drawing near to An Hao and gently sucking on her earlobe, "I’ll save it up, and tonight, I’ll satisfy you completely."

An Hao felt as if struck by an electric shock, her whole body tingling. Listening to such brazen words from Qin Jian, her face felt like it was on fire, "You’re becoming quite the indecent old man. Don’t forget who you are! You’re a soldier!"

My goodness, was this really the same Qin Jian she remembered as silent, reserved, and cool?

Seeing An Hao’s face flush with embarrassment, Qin Jian laughed heartily, feeling great, "I am indeed a soldier! But first and foremost, I am a man! A vigorous man with desires! I too wish to ardently love my woman!"

"Fine. You’re right. Just hold it in for now..." An Hao’s soft fingers pressed against his lips, whispering in a voice so faint it was like that of a mosquito, "We’ll talk about it tonight..."

Qin Jian’s lips curled into a smile, "Okay!"

With Qin Jian causing such a commotion, An Hao had lost all her drowsiness.

Having been back for quite some time without visiting her own home, An Hao wanted to return.

So, Qin Jian bid farewell to his foster parents, and the couple headed straight to An Hao’s house.

Upon entering, they happened upon An Shuchao and An Ping preparing to leave, packing a bunch of vegetables into their vehicle to sell at the town market.