Chapter 285: Chapter 282 Soaking Wet Because of You
Looking at the long dress she was wearing, Zhang Hao already had an idea forming in his mind.
It has to be said, the skirt is truly a marvelous invention.
Just lift it up, find a secluded spot, and you could have a quick one.
This is simply not something pants can offer.
"What are you looking at?"
"I’m looking at how beautiful you are. Can’t I take a few extra glances?"
"Sure, you can look all you want if you like looking at me, but what are we going to eat next? You can’t just fob me off with a couple of skewers of barbecue."
Zhang Hao thought about what good food was nearby.
"I remember there’s a Japanese restaurant that opened around here. How about we check it out?"
"That sounds like an izakaya, a place for drinking. You got it wrong."
With that comment from He Qianhui, Zhang Hao suddenly ran out of ideas.
"Then let’s just go out and see. If there’s nothing good nearby, we can go somewhere else."
He Qianhui suddenly regretted suggesting such a thing, thinking that going somewhere far would be quite inconvenient in her long dress.
But unable to withstand Zhang Hao’s constant urging, He Qianhui gritted her teeth, stamped her foot, and really did follow him out.
After they stepped outside, the evening breeze was gentle and the hem of her dress fluttered up and down.
However, He Qianhui still held her arms crossed over her chest, trying her best not to let them down.
And Zhang Hao was not in a hurry to hold her hand because he had already noticed when she changed into her skirt.
Underneath the fabric, those two very obvious protrusions.
Outside the residential area, there were quite a few restaurants along the street, which Zhang Hao seldom visited.
He still ate at the canteen more often.
They hadn’t walked far when they saw the izakaya, and sure enough, it was a place for drinking.
Guessing there wouldn’t be much good food there, they casually chose a restaurant that seemed to be somewhat crowded.
The two of them entered, one after the other, while the other guests were busy toasting and drinking.
The waiter came over in a hurry to greet them: "Sir, how many? Just the two of you?"
There weren’t many free tables in the restaurant, so the waiter led Zhang Hao to one of them.
"Would the two of you be okay sitting here?"
Zhang Hao nodded his head, and He Qianhui quickly took her seat, but as soon as she sat down, she realized.
The position was actually facing the door, meaning if anyone else came in later, they’d be facing her.
Plus, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, so if someone walked by, they might notice, right?
With a nervous heart, He Qianhui planned to switch seats with Zhang Hao.
But Zhang Hao refused.
"That’s a great spot for you, let’s just keep it this way."
It was unclear whether Zhang Hao didn’t want to switch or did it on purpose.
Still, He Qianhui didn’t insist, wondering if it was just a coincidence.
No sooner had they been seated than several patrons at the next table got up and passed by.
When they returned, each person held an extra bottle of beer.
That’s when she noticed there was a refrigerated cabinet behind her.
Every time a man walked by, He Qianhui became extremely nervous, and her expression turned decidedly unnatural.
Though the neckline of the dress wasn’t very deep, it still allowed for a hint of cleavage to show through.
Even though it was summer, and everyone was dressed lightly, wearing clothes with a larger neckline wasn’t just refreshing for her; it was sexy.
Looking around the whole restaurant, including her, there were only five women and about ten men.
If she were alone, she would definitely have packed up the food and taken it home, yet fortunately, Zhang Hao was sitting across from her.
So she wasn’t quite that frightened.
"Xiaohui, what’s wrong with you? As soon as you came in, you’ve been off. Are you scared because there are so many people here?"
He Qianhui fiddled with the cup in front of her, "You did it on purpose, choosing a restaurant full of guests on purpose."
"There’s literally nobody in the restaurant next door, yet you refuse to go there."
Zhang Hao looked as if he had just realized what was going on.
"Am I really that bad? How come I never noticed it before?"
He Qianhui couldn’t be bothered to say much to him.
Fortunately, the kitchen was quick to cook, and the food was soon served. Once the chopsticks were moved, her attention would be quickly diverted.
Halfway through the meal, He Qianhui suddenly noticed a man at the next table.
He glanced over at her from time to time, and upon realizing this, she gave Zhang Hao a look.
However, Zhang Hao remained indifferent, even recommending one of the dishes as very delicious, suggesting she have a few more bites.
After the meal, He Qianhui couldn’t wait to get out of the restaurant.
As she passed that table, that gaze still followed behind her.
Approaching the door, she suddenly heard someone say,
"Look, look, that woman actually came out without wearing a bra, it’s so obvious."
"They’re so big but don’t sag, must be fake."
Zhang Hao tightened his grasp on He Qianhui’s hand and after pulling her out,
he said with a smile, "Look how many people are envious of you."
He Qianhui’s face turned red, "It’s all your fault. Next time I’ll definitely come out fully armored."
After a satisfying meal and drinks, Zhang Hao suddenly felt like taking a walk outside.
He remembered there was a square nearby.
He had been living here for a while but never had the time to take a proper look.
He thought it would be good to go there and have a look tonight.
The closer they got to the square, the more people there were. Thankfully the lights were not too bright, so He Qianhui didn’t feel too much psychological pressure.
They hadn’t walked for long when they saw the small square, where the fountain was shooting water high into the air accompanied by music.
They casually found a bench to sit on, and Zhang Hao slung his arm over He Qianhui’s shoulder.
He spoke softly, "Look how crowded and lively it is here. After dinner, we could come here to take a walk, couldn’t we?"
He Qianhui was very reserved and didn’t dare to make any big movements.
When no one was paying attention, Zhang Hao pinched He Qianhui’s chest hard.
Caught off guard, He Qianhui cried out, drawing the attention of the people around them.
"What are you doing? Do you want to embarrass me in front of strangers, is that it?"
"Not at all. You’re my wife; is it a crime for me to touch you?"
Upon hearing this term of endearment, the anger in He Qianhui’s belly instantly dissipated.
Instead, she tilted her head and leaned against Zhang Hao’s shoulder.
"Alright, seeing that you’re so sweet-talking, you can touch, but make sure nobody notices."
Zhang Hao slid his hand inside her neckline, at that time people in the square were either walking with their kids or old aunties were dancing.
They had chosen a spot in a corner.
No one came close, and the nearest people were four to five meters away.
Zhang Hao’s hand was grabbing and kneading at that soft spot, and it didn’t take long for He Qianhui to feel uncomfortable.
After adjusting her sitting position a few times, she realized the wetness between her legs had returned.
This time coming out, she hadn’t worn underwear and worried about embarrassing herself, she could only whisper to Zhang Hao,
"Hao, let’s go home."
"We’ve only just come out, how can we go home already? Are you...?"
Before Zhang Hao could finish speaking, He Qianhui leaned close to his ear and in the smallest voice said,
"I didn’t wear underwear when I came out, and now you’ve made me wet there again, let’s hurry home."
