Chapter 16: Help! I Have No Resistance to Soldier Oppa!

Yan Xiaoyue bowed deeply and respectfully to the wind that had long since passed.

Coming back to her senses, she began to think about how to go to Haicheng. Only by going to a big city could she know what was popular; otherwise, if she fumbled around on her own, she would suffer great losses.

If there was something popular in a big city, who wouldn’t want to buy it and try it?

Sister-in-law always wanted to go back to her parents’ home… Forget it, it would be too much trouble. Her strategy was to go quickly and return quickly.

To determine what to do in the shortest amount of time, she thought for a long time. Her parents at home could raise chickens, setting up a chicken farm, and she and her brothers could sell fried chicken in the city. This business was truly a surefire way to make a fortune, but she didn’t know if there were any fried chicken shops open in Haicheng yet.

Suddenly remembering something, she ran to her room, opened the door to her studio. All the items inside were things she had personally purchased. Now there was no electricity…

“There’s actually electricity!”

Yan Xiaoyue stared blankly at the light switch, turning it on—off—on—off—on again. She was absolutely certain that there was indeed electricity.

She wondered if her computer still worked. She sat down in her carefully chosen ergonomic computer chair, which she had reportedly spent tens of thousands of yuan on.

Due to the nature of her short video work, she was either on the way to shoot videos or editing them. These two things occupied most of her life.

She turned on the computer on her desk and searched for the book; she couldn’t remember the specifics.

But no matter how she searched, it was just a blank page. It seemed that this small world didn’t allow her to peek.

Yan Xiaoyue wasn’t worried. She started searching for when fried chicken appeared. She looked at the date on the screen, her heart sinking. It was still five years away in China.

China’s development was slow, only a few years after the reform and opening up.

She made up her mind. Since there wasn’t any in China yet, why not directly establish her own brand—Yan’s Fried Chicken Shop?

Simple and easy to understand.

She took out a piece of paper and scribbled on it. After a long time, she remembered what she was supposed to be doing.

She took a bath in the bathroom in her space and changed into clean clothes.

Because she had been researching intangible cultural heritage, most of the clothes in her home were relatively retro, simple, and elegant, and convenient for work.

It happened to fit the characteristics of this era, and others wouldn’t suspect the material of her clothes. It’s just that she was a little worried…

Forget it, in her opinion, Jin Chao was bound to leave sooner or later. Thinking about getting him this afternoon was probably the lingering thoughts of the original owner in her mind.

Stay as far away from this kind of aloof man as possible. The further, the better.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the space. Looking at the simple kitchen, she turned on the stove and boiled a pot of water, wetting the floor. She also took some of her shower gel and made it into bubbles, sprinkling it on the floor.

The whole kitchen was filled with a fragrant scent. Only then did she feel relieved to call Jin Chao.

Under the eaves, one has to bow one’s head.

To win a man’s heart, first win the man’s life. Yan Xiaoyue’s eyes lit up. The saying “It’s better to die under the peony flower than to be a ghost in the chrysanthemum” really didn’t suit her.

Compared to beauty, she cared more about her own life.

“Jin Chao, go take a bath. I’ve boiled the water,” Yan Xiaoyue knocked on the door before pushing it open and entering.

Unexpectedly, Jin Chao was changing clothes. She stared intently at his back, which looked very strong.

He seemed not to notice her gaze at all. He took a towel and draped it around his neck, turning around.

Yan Xiaoyue quickly retracted her gaze, warning herself, “Jin Chao is poisonous. He can only be viewed from afar, not played with!”

“Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, Amitabha.”

Only after she calmed down did she hear a voice from above her head.

“Do I look good?”

She looked up, only to see a back. Jin Chao had already left.

Yan Xiaoyue was a little annoyed. She had promised herself not to be moved, but why was her heart still thumping?

Help! I really have no resistance to soldier oppa.

Yan Xiaoyue lay on the bed, her head buried under the covers. She looked at the small coffin board next to her and took out the new quilt that the original owner had brought from the closet.

This was prepared by the original owner’s mother for her marriage. Their family wasn’t wealthy, and her mother only prepared one quilt for her.

She spread the quilt on the board, sat on it to feel it, it wasn’t so hard, and then lay down.

At this time, Jin Chao entered the kitchen, noticing the faint fragrance, exactly the same as the woman’s.

Jin Chao frowned. He actually found that woman not so annoying.

At this discovery, Jin Chao was startled. He shook his head to get rid of the thought and started taking a shower.

Listening to the sound of rushing water, Yan Xiaoyue’s heart finally settled down. She felt a little bored.

At this time in her past life, she would be scrolling through her phone and editing videos, but now she couldn’t do anything.

She looked around the room. There was a desk by the window with a few books on it. She went over and picked up a famous work and started reading.

After seeing the content, Yan Xiaoyue’s face turned red. Jin Chao couldn’t possibly know, this book was just a shell of a famous work; inside were “adult comics.”

She hurriedly closed the book and glanced at the door, feeling fortunate that no one had come in, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing.

Suppressing her shock, she believed even more in the saying that soldiers who returned home were like wolves who had seen meat.

Although she was attracted to Jin Chao’s body, she still valued her life, so she quickly dismissed the idea.

Yan Xiaoyue knew she fell asleep while lost in thought.

At this time, Jin Chao came out after showering, the fragrance in the kitchen had faded.

He was wiping his hair with a towel, water droplets dripping down his back one by one. He walked into the room and found that the unscrupulous woman had fallen asleep.

He didn’t know why, but he felt a dull ache in his heart. When he got to the bed board, he saw the quilt on the bed and nodded in satisfaction.

Lying on the bed, the quilt had a faint fragrance.

When he turned sideways to look at her, he caught sight of the table and saw the inconsistently arranged books. He remembered that before returning home, his soldiers had insisted on giving him something.

He hadn’t wanted to take it, but he had brought it back anyway.

He carefully stood up, walked to the table, and picked up the top book, which was clearly open.

“Hiss…” Jin Chao threw down the book and stepped back.

He knew that what that kid gave him was definitely not something good. Sure enough.

When he returned to the army, he would…

Jin Chao lowered his head, looked at his leg, and an endless wave of panic surged in his heart.

Yan Xiaoyue turned over on the bed. He walked to the head of the bed, closed the door, and groped his way onto the bed board.

The white moonlight spilled into the room through the window, the shadows on the ground swaying. Jin Chao felt that Yan Xiaoyue was different.

The smell was different!