[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s":3,"chapter-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-444":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1060680,1373,"Chapter 444 - 444 444 Like a Hungry Wolf, Like a Fierce Tiger","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-444",444,"\u003Cp>444: Chapter 444 Like a Hungry Wolf, Like a Fierce Tiger 444: Chapter 444 Like a Hungry Wolf, Like a Fierce Tiger This body doesn’t even feel like mine anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All because of Qin Jian!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, he was simply like a starving wolf, a fierce tiger…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao rushed into the bathroom to hurriedly wash her face and brush her teeth, changed her clothes, and went downstairs without even having time to make the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was halfway down the stairs when she heard the noise of pots and pans being tidied downstairs, mixed with Zhang Yun’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear enough to reach An Hao’s ears: “I’ve simmered red date porridge in the pot for An Hao and left some eggs too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make sure she eats more when she wakes up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yun paused, then added, “If An Hao wakes up later, you should take a good look at your bed and hammer in the nails properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your dad has a hard time sleeping, and the slightest noise will wake him up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bed?” Qin Jian was slightly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that her son hadn’t caught on, Zhang Yun turned her head and smiled at him, “Nevermind, it’s nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You rarely get a holiday; go rest for a bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t overexert yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, a bed that was hastily put together just wasn’t reliable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems she would need to find someone to fix it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Jian was completely engrossed in that matter yesterday, only focusing on savoring the flavor of his little wife, without noticing what was wrong with the bed at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, when Zhang Yun mentioned it, he didn’t understand what she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But An Hao knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, the bed creaked and groaned for most of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden floors in this house probably made the noise louder, and must have kept his parents downstairs awake, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s really…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so embarrassing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was getting late, and Qin Jian planned to go upstairs to see how An Hao was sleeping and if she’d had enough sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were many people helping out with the wedding yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today they needed to pay them a visit in return; they couldn’t afford to get up too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just reached the stairs when he saw An Hao standing in the middle of the staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face was as red as a ripe apple, and she was staring resentfully at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glaring at me first thing in the morning,” Qin Jian moved up a few steps, wanting to embrace An Hao, but she pushed him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Jian was taken aback but heard An Hao complaining in a barely audible whisper, “It’s all your fault!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I told you to keep it down yesterday.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blame me, blame me all you want!” Qin Jian said with a laugh, “It’s just that my wife is too beautiful, making me lose control again and again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did that self-control you soldiers pride yourselves on go?” An Hao grumbled, “It runs away at the crucial moments…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heroes have always struggled to resist the charms of a beauty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Hao clenched her small fists and pounded on his chest, “Making excuses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Jian swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, holding her tight and whispering in her ear, “Let’s say I’m making excuses then!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How about that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you feeling uncomfortable today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think I would feel good?” An Hao turned her head to the side, her face flushed, “You were like a starving wolf yesterday…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>never getting enough…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Jian cleared his throat with a soft cough and smiled, “Tonight I promise not to do it so many times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a tonight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spare me, please.” Heaven knows how tired her body felt now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his little wife overwhelmed, Qin Jian pursed his lips and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still laughing.” An Hao pushed him away, “That’s enough, stop holding me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If mom sees us again, it’ll be so embarrassing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s always what you fear that comes true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yun just happened to be coming out of the kitchen and saw An Hao pushing Qin Jian away on the staircase and heard their previous conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, her old face felt some embarrassment too.\u003C\u002Fp>",713,"2026-06-03T10:10:23.911Z","2026-06-03T10:10:27.529Z",1,"novelbin.me","b5f0c33352e736ad2174e6f2620c9ff43432c90f445b193db5e914c262c0b7b0","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-292","sweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-chapter-291",2511,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsweet-nostalgia-of-the-80s-cover.jpg"]