Parents' Love: My Childhood Sweethearts with Jiang Weidong

Jiang Weidong had his back to her, completely unaware that someone was behind him, and was wiping his body with a wet towel.

As he moved, the muscle texture on his back became clearly visible, and water droplets slowly trickled down the lines.

Lin Wangshu was stunned, her mouth slightly agape. The scene before her was still too shocking for her!

Although she and Jiang Weidong grew up together and were inseparable, and knew each other very well, they had never been so...naked together before.

Thanks to An Jie's frequent guidance, and because Jiang Weidong himself was very careful, he never exposed his upper body in front of Lin Wangshu, no matter how hot the weather was.

Therefore, although Lin Wangshu knew that he was much taller and stronger than when he was a child, she had never seen him in person.

Who would have thought that in this unexpected situation, Lin Wangshu would suddenly gain some knowledge.

Before Lin Wangshu could react, Jiang Defu's loud voice came from behind, along with An Jie's angry complaints and Yafei's disdainful grumbles.

Jiang Weidong seemed to have heard the noise, or perhaps he felt a sudden gust of cold wind on his back. He turned around abruptly and saw Lin Wangshu standing at the door, staring straight at him.

"Little Moon?" Jiang Weidong was startled at first, then hurriedly tried to find something to cover himself.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Lin Wangshu finally came to her senses, her face instantly turning bright red. She hurriedly lowered her eyes, turned her back, and explained in a slightly trembling voice.

"Dad drank too much, so we brought him back early. I... I didn't see anything!"

Her words were undoubtedly a case of protesting too much. Upon hearing this, Jiang Weidong slipped and hurriedly grabbed the sink next to him to regain his balance.

However, he knocked over the basin full of water, and the splashing sound in Lin Wangshu's ears was enough to prove how panicked Jiang Weidong was.

Lin Wangshu's heart pounded wildly. She pursed her lips and said again, "Hurry up, they're coming back soon!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Jiang Defu and his group staggered over. An Jie called out to Lin Wangshu, panting, "Wangshu, open the door quickly, your dad is dead heavy!"

"Okay, okay." Lin Wangshu took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pushed open the door that had been slightly ajar.

"Weidong, when did you get home? Come over here." Anjie breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Jiang Weidong walking over from the yard, and waved to him, "Give me a hand, carry your dad home."

It was already late, and An Jie didn't notice anything wrong with Jiang Weidong.

For example, a flustered expression, misaligned shirt buttons, and half-wet clothes.

Jiang Weidong glanced at Lin Wangshu, who was avoiding his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he gave a low "hmm" before squatting down and carrying Jiang Defu on his back.

After settling Jiang Defu in, everyone went out. Yafei stretched her arms and muttered, "Dad is so annoying when he's drunk. He's exhausted."

Lin Wangshu remained silent. She couldn't look Jiang Weidong in the eye, otherwise the image of him shirtless would immediately appear in her mind.

Thinking of this, Lin Wangshu felt her face burning hot.

But Jiang Weidong did not do as Lin Wangshu wished. Just as she was about to sneak away, he grabbed her wrist and whispered, "Come with me."

Lin Wangshu opened her mouth to refuse, but seeing Wei Min's little eyes already glancing over, knowing he was just a gossip, Lin Wangshu could only reluctantly shut her mouth and obediently follow Jiang Weidong into the courtyard.

Releasing Lin Wangshu's slender wrist, Jiang Weidong looked into her clear eyes and felt somewhat ashamed.

He secretly regretted that he shouldn't have been lazy today and wiped himself down in the yard to save time and stay cool.

Unexpectedly, his family returned early and Lin Wangshu happened to see them. Jiang Weidong was afraid that it would leave her with some psychological trauma. He wanted to ask her a few questions, but he found it difficult to bring himself to do so.

Seeing his hesitant expression, Lin Wangshu knew what he wanted to say and said in advance, "Okay, I admit it, I did see it, but it was so dark, I really couldn't see it clearly."

She didn't see anything like broad shoulders and a narrow waist, firm muscles, or the rolling water droplets!

Recalling her intense gaze at the time, Jiang Weidong really didn't believe it, but he didn't want to expose her, so he just stammered with red ears, "You, you don't need to be afraid, I didn't mean to."

In Jiang Weidong's heart, Lin Wangshu was pure and spotless. He always felt that letting her see his bare upper body was a defilement of her pure eyes.

"I'm not scared." Lin Wangshu was still unaware that Jiang Weidong regarded her as a saint, and was somewhat confused upon hearing this.

A different thought was running through her mind. Lin Wangshu cleared her throat and said awkwardly, "But you shouldn't wash in the yard anymore."

“Our courtyard wall is low; if an outsider stands on tiptoe, they can see everything inside the yard.”

"I caught you this time, but what if some girl sees you next time..."

At this point, Lin Wangshu's lips twitched slightly, feeling a bit awkward, as if someone else was encroaching on her possessions.

Jiang Weidong scratched his head awkwardly and embarrassedly, then coughed and said, "Yeah, I know."

Knowing that Lin Wangshu didn't take it to heart, Jiang Weidong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm fine now, go back."

On her way back to her bedroom, Lin Wangshu recalled Jiang Weidong's question from earlier. After thinking for a moment, she gritted her teeth, grabbed Jiang Weidong, and whispered under his questioning gaze, "You have a great figure, brother."

After saying that, she dared not look at Jiang Weidong's astonished gaze any longer, and ran quickly towards the bedroom as if fleeing.

Jiang Weidong was left standing alone, his face flushed red like never before, the same sentence echoing in his mind.

"You have a great figure, brother."