Anhui nanny during breastfeeding period

Chapter 1: The Anhui nanny's

parents moved to a new place they bought. I stayed because of the commute to work. The current apartment is an old building, on the top floor, with two households per floor.

I'm 26 years old and have been working for a while, but I still don't have a girlfriend. Sometimes I go to hair salons on the street, but as you know, Shanghai is very strict, and there's nothing fun there.

After a boring week of single life, I decided to try my luck. Luckily, my parents went back to their hometown to visit relatives, so they wouldn't bother me.

On Saturday afternoon, having nothing to do, I went to a nearby nanny agency. It was actually a rather chaotic market, with many migrant workers and maids from the countryside gathered in the open space at the entrance. To save money, they didn't register, preferring to wait for employers on the roadside.

After wandering around for a while, I found that most of the people there were from Anhui, some in small groups, others alone. I had inquired beforehand; hiring a nanny now, including room and board, only costs 400 yuan a month, and even less for inexperienced ones.

In the crowd, I spotted a young woman in a floral print dress, who looked to be in her early twenties. She carried a travel bag in her left hand and a purse slung over her shoulder; judging from her eyes, she had just arrived. After observing her for a while and confirming she was alone, I took out my glasses, put them on, and approached her.

"Young lady, looking for work?"

The girl jumped, looking at me with some fear. "Yes."

"Are you registered?" I teased her, deliberately trying to startle her.

"N-no...not yet." She thought I was from a job agency.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for a nanny." I smiled kindly at her.

"Oh...then...would you take me?" Being new to the job market, she wasn't very good at speaking.

"Oh? Do you know housework?" I asked slowly.

"Yes, I've done it at home." She answered hurriedly, her Anhui accent sounding like she was singing a Huangmei opera.

I glanced at her; the girl had a long braid, her skin was fairly fair, and her hands showed signs of experience. I looked at her; under her floral print dress was a black wool sweater.

Out-of-towners tend to wear dark-colored clothes because they're less likely to get dirty. Fortunately, her coat was a bit small, vaguely revealing her figure. Although she wasn't very old, her breasts were at least a B cup, if not a C.

I'd heard that women from Anhui had full breasts, but they weren't necessarily that big. But all things considered, I was quite satisfied, since her breasts were the most important part of my plan.

She seemed a little uneasy under my gaze and added, "Uncle, don't let my small size fool you, I'm very strong!"

I chuckled, "We use piped gas here, what strength do we need?" Her face turned bright red, looking quite cute.

"I still need to look at others," I said, deliberately making things difficult for her.

"Uncle, please choose me, no pay if I don't do well," she said anxiously, "How about you try me out for a week?"

Perhaps my appearance made her feel safe, or perhaps she had already decided on me, calling me "uncle" over and over, giving me goosebumps.

"Okay, then come with me." I took her bag, and she looked flattered and tried to grab it back.

"Never mind, it's nothing." I hailed a taxi.

On the way home, I learned her name was Xiaolan, she had just turned 20, and she was from Wuhu, the same place as that Zhao X celebrity—I hate that star the most.

Going upstairs, I deliberately looked at her breasts, but unfortunately, they were all covered by her coat, which was a bit disappointing. However, the way she swayed her hips when she walked was quite seductive. We agreed on a price of 300 yuan a month, including room and board, with a year-end bonus based on performance—this was my own idea. Luckily, the girl was new and didn't know the rules; giving her hope was always a good thing.

After entering the house, I habitually took things out of my pockets and changed into my home clothes. There was probably over 1000 yuan. I don't like using wallets; I always carry cash and credit cards when I go out. But these days, swiping cards isn't so easy, so I had a lot of cash. She stared at the money for a while, looking somewhat dumbfounded.

I knew that in her hometown, this money would be enough for a family's year-end savings. I casually pulled out two hundred-yuan bills and handed them to her, saying, "This is for groceries this week. If it's not enough, just ask me. Hmm... let's submit an expense report once a week." She hesitated as she took the money, unsure where to put it.

"The market is right at the entrance of the new village; you'll see it

as soon as you go out," I pointed roughly in a direction. "Yes." Looking at the time, it was already past 7 pm. I quickly prepared some food, told her about some daily necessities, and then remembered I hadn't finished some things to give to the boss tomorrow. So I went into my room. By the time I finished, it was past 10 pm. I went outside and saw her lying on the sofa in the living room, probably asleep. Hearing my footsteps, she quickly sat up.

"Sir, I fell asleep," she said, rubbing her eyes.

"Are you done organizing everything?"

"Yes."

"Then why aren't you asleep?"

"I... I can't sleep well if you're not asleep. Oh, that's not what I meant." I almost laughed again; she looked so adorable. Thinking about how my plan was about to come true, my little brother couldn't help but get restless.

"I have a habit of showering every day," I said, leading her to the bathroom and showing her the shampoo, soap, and hot water. "You can shower by yourself. I showered during the day and am going to sleep now. Turn off the tap when you're done; the gas will automatically turn off." With that, I left, closing the bedroom door behind me.

After getting my things, I quickly pressed my ear to the door and turned off the light. My heart pounded as I heard the bathroom door click shut. I gently opened the bedroom door and saw the light shining through the bathroom's transom window. I then extended my homemade periscope through the window. I had already modified the bathroom beforehand.

I moved the original bathroom mirror to the side of the door so I could see myself clearly. The translucent window glass was also replaced with a single-lens reflex mirror; from the inside it's a mirror, but from the outside it's just glass, allowing me to see clearly without worry. Most importantly, I didn't remove the shower curtain; instead, I clipped it in place. This way, although there was a curtain, it was completely useless and wouldn't arouse suspicion.

Sure enough, after Xiaolan went in, she looked around to make sure the door was locked before opening her clothes. Inside were towels, underwear, and so on. My breathing quickened.

Xiaolan took off her outer garment, revealing a black wool sweater underneath, completely exposing the shape of her C-cup breasts. She looked in the mirror for a while, then began to take off her sweater, revealing a faded, thick bra, like the sweatshirts we used to wear in middle school, and then her bra.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest, and I reached into my pants to stroke my growing penis. Xiaolan reached behind her back and unhooked her bra; with a whoosh, it slipped off from the front.

At that moment, I almost collapsed. They were tiny breasts, barely an A cup, flat against my chest, the nipples a darker color. Even worse, the upper part of the breasts had almost no flesh, revealing the faint outline of my ribs; only around the nipples were some fat, drooping slightly downwards, preventing them from standing erect.

"Damn it!" I cursed, my penis immediately shrinking.

Xiaolan continued undressing, and when I saw her thick pubic hair, I lost all interest and angrily went back to my room to sleep. What a disaster, I thought. How could they be fake? No wonder her breasts didn't move when I went upstairs; it was because of her bra.

Shanghai girls are known for their small breasts, which is why I switched to looking for girls from Anhui. Now I've run into someone even worse. I fell asleep in a fit of anger and feeling cheated. In the days that followed, I was listless. Facing a woman with a masculine physique, especially one from Anhui, I felt utterly drained.

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