The Delicate 80s Girl is Pretty and Obedient and the Cold Tough Man Ends Up Completely Under her Control
The Delicate 80s Girl is Pretty and Obedient and the Cold Tough Man Ends Up Completely Under her Control Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Yang Xichen is possessed

After stating his requirements, Yang Xichen drank the tea in his cup, got up, and left.

Abusing the orphans of martyrs was not an unforgivable crime, and the prison would not keep Hai Dafu and his wife for life.

Rather than waiting for them to be released and then harm his little girl, it was better for him to strike first and eliminate the root of the problem forever.

When Yang Xichen returned to the guest house, he passed by the supply and marketing cooperative. Thinking of Haitang’s light weight, he turned his steps, went in, and bought peach cakes and yellow peach canned goods that the little girl liked to eat and returned to the guest house.

Haitang, who had just woken up from her nap, heard the knock on the door and got up groggily to open the door.

Yang Xichen outside the door, looking at the little girl with her black, shiny, and smooth long hair draped over her shoulders and a confused face, his breathing suddenly tightened.

Especially since the little girl had just woken up from her nap, her snow-white cheeks had a faint blush.

Her usually clear and agile big eyes were now filled with confusion, like a lost deer in the forest, making people feel pity.

Looking at the little girl in front of him who made his heart beat wildly, she opened the door without the slightest bit of defense and let him into the house.

Yang Xichen tried his best to suppress the throbbing in his heart and handed the mesh bag in his hand to the little girl: “I have something to find Professor Li, so I won’t go in. These are your favorite peach cakes and canned yellow peaches.”

It was a pleasant thing that someone remembered her preferences.

Haitang reached out to take the mesh bag and smiled sweetly at Yang Xichen: “Thank you, Brother Xichen.”

Yang Xichen’s heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction because of her sweet smile. As long as she was happy, he was willing to do anything for her.

The next day, Yang Xichen went to Dahuai Village with Professor Li and others.

And Haitang, not long after they left, also left the guest house. She finally found an opportunity to send out the letter reporting Director Du and his wife.

Near noon, Professor Li and his party returned to the guest house.

After lunch, the group checked out of the rooms, took a train to the provincial capital, and then transferred to a direct train to Beidu at the train station.

The next day in the evening, Yang Xichen and his party arrived in Beidu. They first sent Professor Li back to his residence.

The five team members who were traveling with Yang Xichen returned to the army first.

When Yang Xichen was waiting for the car to pick them up with Haitang, he said to Haitang: “Tangtang, I have a house near Beidu No. 1 High School, you will live there from now on.

I usually live in the army dormitory, but it’s not safe for you to live alone as a girl, so I was thinking that I would come back to live three or four nights a week in the future, can you accept that?”

Actually, he could hire a nanny to take care of her, but thinking of her nature of never taking advantage of others, she might eventually refuse, so Yang Xichen didn’t mention it.

Haitang blinked her eyes and said with a puzzled expression: “That house is Brother Xichen’s, so it’s only right for you to come back to live there every night.”

Looking at Haitang, who trusted him wholeheartedly and had no defenses, Yang Xichen was happy, but there was also some disappointment in this happiness.

But Yang Xichen couldn’t figure out why he was disappointed for a while.

Soon the car that came to pick them up arrived. The driver was a man in his early forties, with an ordinary face but a loyal appearance.

Haitang followed Yang Xichen and called the other party Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu sent them to their destination, left the car keys to Yang Xichen, and left on foot.

Yang Xichen took Haitang’s luggage out of the trunk, took her upstairs, and explained, “This is the family building of the machinery factory. Uncle Wu lives in the building in front.

My friend knows that you have come to Beidu, thinking that I will take you to familiarize yourself with Beidu later, and it will be much more convenient to have a car, so this car is temporarily lent to me for a few days.”

Haitang nodded in understanding and followed Yang Xichen to the third floor.

Yang Xichen opened the door of Room 301, let Haitang enter the house first, and then ran again to bring up Haitang’s remaining luggage.

And Haitang had already looked around the house. The layout was very much in the style of a family building in the 1980s.

The entrance was the bathroom, then the living room. To the right of the living room was the dining room and kitchen, and to the left were two bedrooms.

Yang Xichen carried Haitang’s two boxes of books upstairs, directly into the master bedroom, and said to Haitang who followed in, “You will live in this bedroom from now on. This bedroom has a desk and a bookshelf, you have a place to study, and these books also have a place to put.”

This one looked like the master bedroom at first glance, Haitang quickly shook her head: “Brother Xichen, you should live in this one, I’ll live in the next bedroom.”

“But it won’t be convenient for you to study this way, and I don’t come back to live often, it’s more convenient for me to live in the next bedroom.

You don’t want me to have to wait until you finish studying before I can rest, do you!”

Yang Xichen’s last sentence successfully persuaded Haitang, who still wanted to refuse.

Because they hadn’t eaten dinner yet, Yang Xichen took Haitang out for dinner, and when they returned home, it was already past eight o’clock.

Yang Xichen let Haitang go to wash up first, while he helped Haitang to sort out the books in the box and put them on the bookshelf.

By the time he finished, a particularly pleasant fragrance instantly filled the entire room.

Yang Xichen subconsciously looked at the bedroom door, and saw Haitang entering the room with her small face flushed, holding a dry towel, wiping her black, shiny, and smooth hair.

Yang Xichen’s gaze swept over the doll-collared nightdress on her body, and then quickly shifted his gaze and said, “There is a hair dryer at home, I’ll go get it.”

After speaking, he took a long stride and left the bedroom in a few steps.

Walking out of the room filled with the pleasant fragrance, Yang Xichen breathed a sigh of relief.

He found the hair dryer in the cabinet in the living room, gave it to Haitang, and then returned to the next bedroom to get his clothes and went into the bathroom.

But there was also Haitang’s body fragrance in the bathroom, and because the entire space was small and humid, the fragrance seemed even stronger.

He hadn’t had any alcohol, but Yang Xichen felt as if he was drunk.

His body was hot, his breathing was rapid, and his mind was full of the suggestive feeling when Haitang hugged him tightly in the hospital the night before.

A cold shower finally suppressed all those lewd thoughts.

When Yang Xichen came out of the bathroom, the door of the master bedroom was already closed.

He returned to the next bedroom, lay on the bed, thinking about the summary report of this mission, and gradually fell asleep.

In his dream, he returned to the hospital that night.

The girl who was hugging him tightly raised her head, her confused and charming big eyes, and her slightly opened mouth.

However, her red lips were no longer bloodless, or even dry and peeling, but rather bright and moist, like a red rose carrying dew in the morning, tempting people to pick it.

Yang Xichen looked at the red lips and lowered his head as if he was bewitched, holding the red rose-like lips.

The delicate lips were indeed as he had guessed, fragrant, soft, sweet, and strangely chewy.

As the girl groaned softly, the delicate, soft, and charming voice aroused more desire in him, and he couldn’t help but hug the body that was close to him.

Two soft and elastic masses pressed against him more closely.

Yang Xichen’s big hand couldn’t help but lift the girl’s doll-collared nightdress, and at the same time, a fire ignited in his lower abdomen…

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