Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts-Chapter 498 - 355. Yu is really something!

Because of being busy arranging the new house, the six of them didn't go anywhere during the remaining month of summer break, shuttling between the furniture city and the new secret base.

The house was publicly claimed to have been bought by Chunxue, seeming to feel that it was not good always to take advantage of Sister Zhang, the adults from several families pooled together one hundred thousand yuan, considering it as money for purchasing furniture and a color TV.

Qingfan felt it was quite distinctive, having somewhat a feeling like he was responsible for buying the house and paying the dowry, while the adults were eagerly presenting the trousseau.

The yard came first, with surveillance and an alarm system installed at the gate and a new wooden house built for Little White.

The stone table and stone benches Xia Xiaoxiao had called ugly were moved back to Lianhua Courtyard for the neighbors to sit on, and a new set of ceramic table and chairs were custom-made.

After the swing and wind chimes were also installed, the grassy forecourt became their most satisfying work.

The interior arrangement wasn't too fussy, basically replicating the original secret base; there wasn't much room for change in the short term, so they could only modify it bit by bit over the next three years.

Worth mentioning is the new house's backyard, which, under the unanimous decision of the six of them, ended up being turned into a swimming pool over twenty square meters.

Design, construction, entry, in a situation where time was of the essence and not short on cash, a small twenty-square meter swimming pool at 3m × 7m took only thirty days to complete.

Making the roof into a remote-controlled retractable structure, Qingfan could enjoy the sight of the five girls in their swimsuits without stepping outside his door for countless summers over the next three years.

[If the aunties also come to swim...]

"What are you doing standing there? Hurry and clean up if you've finished sweeping!"

A jet of water woke Qingfan, who was daydreaming leaning on the broom, making him shiver; looking over, he saw Xia Xiaoxiao aiming the hose at him.

"Xia Xiaoxiao, are you asking for a spanking!"

Qingfan picked up another hose from the ground, covered half of the outlet, and the turbulent water instantly sprayed onto the four girls.

"Ah! Brother Chou Fan, what are you doing!" Ruan Wen raised her hand to block the splashing water.

"Heeheehee—stronger, Brother Qing Fan, make it stronger!" Wanning kicked off her shoes and happily hopped around in the swimming pool.

"Brother Fan, my phone... the phone is still in my pocket!" Lingyu turned anxiously to protect her phone.

"You're cheeky!" Xiaoxiao also obstructed her hose halfway to fight back, but since Qingfan was attacking from a higher ground and she hadn't fully opened her nozzle, compared to Qingfan's hose, it was like she was spraying a small trickling stream.

The four girls by the pool were quickly drenched, their tops clinging to their skins, light-colored bras faintly visible.

"Hahaha... Huh? Why isn't there any water coming out?" As he reveled in pride, the hose in his hand suddenly ran dry.

Qingfan turned to look and saw Yiyi had somehow appeared behind him, looking at him with an annoyed expression.

"Brother Fan, always causing trouble!" Yiyi stood with hands on hips, pouting adorably.

"I'm the troublemaker; of course, I cause trouble!" Qingfan ruffled the girl's hair and quickly turned the tap back on.

The next second, the hose was back aiming at Yiyi.

"Ah!" Yiyi instinctively covered her chest and crouched, letting Qingfan do as he pleased.

"Hahaha!" Qingfan laughed heartily, dropping the hose and pulling the girl up.

"Alright, alright, it's refreshing to get wet in this heat." He helped the girl to pin her damp bangs behind her ear, laughing and pinching her nose.

"Bad Brother Fan." Yiyi pouted cutely in complaint.

The next second, the girl quickly squatted down to escape Qingfan's clutches, picked up the hose from the ground, and aimed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Go Yiyi!"

"Shoot him, shoot him, soak him!"

Moments later, Qingfan, too, was soaked to the skin.

"Heehee, Brother Fan is bad, Yiyi is also bad, now we're even!"

Yiyi stuck her tongue out mischievously at him, threw the hose, and quickly ran down to the pool, hiding behind the four girls.

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As Qingfan looked over, Xiaoxiao immediately stood up like a protective mother hen, arrogantly lifting her head and puffing out her chest.

Qingfan swallowed, and he couldn't deny it—the gesture did accentuate her chest size with her clothes clinging to her stomach.

[Could Xiaoxiao have reached a D cup?]

His gaze shifted towards Ruan Wen, and very quickly, he understood the meaning of "there's always someone better."

"Brother Chou Fan, stop looking!" Ruan Wen also proudly straightened her petite frame—her chest now more tumultuous than ever.

He shifted his gaze, which finally landed on Wanning.

"Heehee, Brother Qing Fan!" Wanning waved at him excitedly, barefoot, when she saw him looking her way.

[Hmm, Xiaoxiao's is cute, too!] Qingfan silently nodded in approval.

Yiyi, hiding behind the other girls, couldn't be seen, but having just picked her up, he had already gotten a feel of her size, guessing it must be close to a C cup by now.

[Lastly, Yu... Yu... wait, what?]

Lingyu had just placed her phone on the edge, and now, as she turned to pick it up, her large, round buttocks, outlined by the wet fabric, faced him.

Qingfan blinked once, then blinked again, not sure if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Yu's buttocks... seemed to have grown by more than just a circle compared to two years ago.

They hadn't gone swimming last summer due to the weather, so his last memory of Lingyu in a swimsuit was from 2009.

The girl who grabbed the phone turned back quickly, forcing Qingfan to reluctantly pull his gaze away.

"Brother Fan, don't mess around anymore, my phone will get water damage." Lingyu complained while flicking her phone, her seldom-used Chuanyu dialect slipping out in her haste.

"Alright, alright, no more messing around, let's focus on cleaning up." Qingfan picked up the broom again, a faint smile always on his face.