It's well known that girls' luggage is often several times, if not ten times, that of boys.
Qin Chuan witnessed today just how massive a single girl's luggage could be.
A whole Isuzu truck, packed to the brim.
"Brother Xiaochuan, thank goodness you're here today, otherwise I might have been packing all night."
Su Qian snuggled into Qin Chuan's arms, acting coquettishly.
Qin Chuan waved his hand and asked, "Where are you planning to move this time?"
"To the neighborhood across from the university," Su Qian replied.
Although where she lived before was also close to the school, the new place is just across the street, which is quite convenient.
Additionally, it's her first step in breaking away from her original family.
Her mother passed away years ago, and because her biological father was a son-in-law living with her mother's family, he didn't dare to visit more than a few times a year.
Usually, he sent money through bank transfers.
If anything, he asked her to contact Feng Xiyang from last time.
Fortunately, she had saved some money over the years, and her mother had left her enough too, enough to last until she graduated from university.
"Brother Xiaochuan, you know, it's you who gave me courage."
Su Qian's tone suddenly became heavy, as if she was recalling some unpleasant memories.
"Before you, I thought this might be how my life would always be."
Su Qian lowered her gaze.
She knew that with her background, Sun Feng's parents would never allow her to marry into the family.
The best outcome might be becoming Sun Feng's mistress.
Most importantly, she didn't like Sun Feng, nor his parents.
Becoming a mistress to someone you don't like is truly a sad situation.
But she had no choice.
Until Qin Chuan appeared, giving her hope to break free from her original family.
Admittedly, even with Qin Chuan, he wouldn't give her a title.
But for someone from her background, titles meant little.
She only needed a part of Qin Chuan's love, and that was enough; she was willing to be the woman behind Qin Chuan.
Listening to Su Qian recount her experiences, Qin Chuan couldn't help but feel touched.
"With me here, leave the sheltering from wind and rain to me," Qin Chuan gently stroked her hair.
Su Qian didn't speak further, just buried herself in Qin Chuan's embrace, quietly sobbing and venting her grievances.
Soon, the truck stopped at the neighborhood opposite Jiang University.
Qin Chuan and Su Qian got out of the car and directed the moving workers to carry the luggage and furniture upstairs.
During the process, Qin Chuan also lent a hand, carrying a large refrigerator upstairs by himself, astonishing the moving workers.
"Young lady, your boyfriend is really strong. If he worked with us, he'd earn at least a thousand a day," said an elderly moving worker, giving Su Qian a thumbs-up.
"Of course, my boyfriend is amazing."
Hearing Qin Chuan praised, Su Qian was even happier than if they had praised her, cheerfully following behind Qin Chuan.
With Qin Chuan's help, the workers quickly moved everything into Su Qian's new home.
A one-bedroom apartment, roughly around sixty square meters, quite spacious for a young couple.
Qin Chuan and Su Qian cuddled on the newly bought sofa, enjoying the warmth of the moment.
"Brother Xiaochuan, do you know what the difference is between this sofa and the old one?" Su Qian asked, looking up with a smile.
Qin Chuan glanced over.
Su Qian's old sofa was made of fabric; this new one was genuine leather.
Qin Chuan honestly stated his observation.
But Su Qian shook her head, then whispered in his ear, "The old sofa wasn't waterproof, but this one is."
"Oh."
Qin Chuan nodded, still a bit puzzled.
Su Qian pouted playfully, "Brother Xiaochuan, you're so silly. This sofa is waterproof, so we don't have to worry about getting it wet when we... you know."
"Hiss!"
Qin Chuan's eyes widened upon hearing that.
Who knew a waterproof sofa had such a wonderful use?
He couldn't help recalling past intimate moments with Su Qian and felt her decision was absolutely right.
"You know I get excited easily," Su Qian's cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling like pools in autumn.
After explaining, she coyly suggested, "Brother Xiaochuan, why don't you test the waterproofness of this sofa for me?"
Qin Chuan wrapped an arm around her slender waist as she cooperatively straddled his lap.
Her knees bent, clad in black sheer stockings, her dainty feet reached toward the ceiling, ready to demand a kiss from Qin Chuan.
Because they were moving, Su Qian dressed rather conservatively today.
She wore a blue T-shirt on top and straight jeans on the bottom.
But she clearly had plans, secretly wearing black stockings underneath her jeans.
Seeing the dainty feet in stockings emerging from her jeans, Qin Chuan's fingers itched with anticipation.
He quickly held her small bottom wrapped in jeans, cradling her soft curves in his hands.
The stretch of jeans further enhanced the allure of her bouncy bottom, making it irresistible.
Soon, Su Qian voluntarily removed the bothersome T-shirt, revealing her fair chest hugged by pink lingerie.
The pink straps extended downward, connecting to the cups decorated with white and pink floral patterns, tightly wrapping around her small breasts like they're ready to bounce free.
Mischievous yet sexy, fitting Su Qian's sweet image perfectly.
"Brother Xiaochuan, do you like it? I picked it just for you." Su Qian murmured, head low, her cheeks burning hot.
Despite it not being their first intimate encounter, she still felt just a little nervous in front of her beloved.
Qin Chuan didn't immediately jump in but instead playfully teased the lively little twin peaks.
With his gentle kneading, they shifted, pressed together, forming a deep cleavage.
And Su Qian's expression slowly shifted to enjoyment, her breathing quickened, nostrils flaring with warmth like a forge.
Eventually, she boldly reached behind, unhooking her bra with a pop.
In an instant, her breasts sprang free without confinement.
Qin Chuan immediately leaned in, greedily savoring the creamy, supple pink-tinted skin.
"Mmm~~~"
Su Qian cradled Qin Chuan's head, chin slightly raised, eyes closed in utter bliss.
Qin Chuan's hand, too, slipped into her jeans, teasing her bottom wrapped in stockings.
The ultimate joy embraced him, making him ravenous, making him wild.
Of course, he hadn't forgotten the task ahead—to test the waterproof feature of this new sofa for Su Qian.