Chapter 30 He Made a Mistake!

The man slammed the door shut after hearing her scream.

Who was this man?

It was Nan Jue.

He had returned with his troops after completing the extermination mission in Wild Boar Village yesterday.

He had just returned home when he saw a revealing scene.

Nan Jue was startled and quickly looked back at the living room, his first reaction being that he had entered the wrong house.

Because he was shocked by what he saw, he only noticed that the woman in the room had short hair and looked unfamiliar.

It would be bad if he had gone to the wrong house.

He made a mistake!

Nan Jue hurriedly retreated, stood in the courtyard and looked carefully, his brows furrowed.

It was his house, located in the East Mountain of the family compound.

What was going on?

Who was the woman who screamed just now?

Where was Wen Yanyan?

Nan Jue, puzzled, walked back into the house, raised his hand and knocked on the door, saying to the person inside,

“Who are you?”

Wen Yanyan quickly put on her clothes, still shaken. Oh my god, that was scary.

Was the man standing at the door Nan Jue?

Had he returned from his mission?

But why did he walk so quietly, without making a sound?

She looked down at her chest, a smile playing on her lips. If his eyesight was good, he should have seen everything.

He must be very surprised.

At that moment, Wen Yanyan heard another knock on the door, followed by the question, “Who are you?” She quickly got up, opened the door, and said, “What, you don’t recognize me?”

Nan Jue looked closely after hearing her words, “You’re Wen Yanyan?”

“Who else could it be? Do you have other women?”

Wen Yanyan looked into his eyes.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

After confirming, Nan Jue walked past her, returned to the room, took off his military cap, and hung it on a hook on the wall.

He didn’t say anything more.

“Will you have dinner at home tonight?” Wen Yanyan seized the opportunity.

“No, there’s ready-made food in the canteen.” Nan Jue was used to eating in the canteen.

“Are you so unwilling to be with me?” Wen Yanyan lowered her eyes.

“I’m talking about dinner.”

He explained.

“I can cook.” Wen Yanyan said again.

“Okay, since you said so, I’ll eat at home.”

“Mm.”

Wen Yanyan went to the kitchen. For some reason, her heart was beating fast as she looked at this man.

…

In the room, Nan Jue sat on a chair beside the table, looking at the clean bedsheets on the neatly made bed.

On the floor, a small puppy lay quietly in its bed, watching him, its black eyes rolling around.

His intelligence seemed a little off.

This home looked unfamiliar, including the woman bustling around in the kitchen.

How had things changed so much?

When he returned, he found that the courtyard was clean and vegetables were planted.

The room was the same; the window glass was clearly freshly cleaned and very bright.

She had also lost a lot of weight.

Suddenly, a pair of large white breasts wrapped in a floral cloth flashed into his mind.

He was momentarily distracted.

That’s right, what he had seen was a woman’s breasts.

His handsome face actually turned red.

Were women’s breasts really that exaggerated?

Unbelievable.

Nan Jue abruptly stood up, grabbed his military cap from the wall, and rushed out of the room.

Wen Yanyan was picking vegetables in the kitchen when she suddenly saw him rush out, her heart sinking.

It’s over, he didn’t stay, he left again. Should she still make these dishes?

She stood there in a daze.

…

After going out, Nan Jue didn’t go far, but stood at the gate, wanting to get some fresh air and calm down.

But, damn it, Wen Yanyan’s large breasts kept appearing before his eyes.

Making his head dizzy.

He lit a cigarette, smoked it, and then returned home.

This time, he didn’t go directly into the house but stood at the doorway, looking at Wen Yanyan, who was in a daze for some reason.

“Can I help?”

Nan Jue didn’t want to eat a free meal; he wanted to do something.

“Ah? You’re back?”

Wen Yanyan came to her senses.

“Mm, I don’t go back on my word.”

Nan Jue looked at her chubby hands holding the scallions, her nails clean.

“You…”

Wen Yanyan wanted to say, “You should rest,” but changed her mind.

“Could you sharpen the knife for me? It’s not very sharp.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jue went to find a whetstone.

“You don’t have to eat at the canteen anymore, I’ll cook for you, I can cook.”

Wen Yanyan changed her mind.