Conquer My Sweetheart in One Fell Swoop!Chapter 1

I lived with my childhood sweetheart.

One day, when I got home, I saw him holding the underwear I had just washed. With a frown, he asked me, "Why do you wear pink underwear?"

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It was hot outside. As soon as I returned home, I saw my childhood sweetheart standing on the balcony with his abs showing, holding the underwear I had just washed yesterday.

I looked down at his shorts. Maybe it was my illusion, and he seemed to straighten his back deliberately to make his abs even more obvious.

I took a deep breath and said, "Eric?"

He didn't care about my gaze but smiled, "Do you want to take a shower first? I've prepared the clothes for you."

"Let me do it myself!"

I took the clothes and accidentally glanced at his lean muscles. My face turned red, thinking, "I don't want to live with him anymore."

Eric and I had been neighbors since childhood. Perhaps because we were too familiar, he was so close to me that he had almost no sense of boundaries.

In short, he didn't treat me as a girl at all.