Chapter Thirty-One: Holding Hands(2/2)
"Average friend, why are you blushing so much? Do you want me to learn your tone just now? I want to see who is the one who hooked away our former class beauty."
"At that time, don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Xiaoyue said shyly. She had never been attracted by a boy like this, and she was always worried about gains and losses.
"So you are still taking the initiative!" Cheng Juan opened her mouth and said in surprise. She was even more curious. She wanted to see what this boy had, which made Zhang Xiaoyue fascinated.
Soon, the two saw Chen Shouyi coming.
The first feeling that Chen Shouyi gave Cheng Juan was that her skin was good, and then she was calm. She was not as calm as her peers. This feeling could only be seen among her parents.
In fact, Zhang Xiaoyue was really surprised. Only she knew how much Chen Shouyi changed, but she was always used to putting her worries into her stomach and did not ask too much.
Cheng Juan was not as conscious as a light bulb and kept asking questions: "Are you in the same class as Xiaoyue?"
"You want to take the Martial Arts Academy?"
"Why bring a briefcase?"
Chen Shouyi sometimes nodded and sometimes answered a sentence, such as the briefcase question explained.
Fortunately, not long after, Cheng Juan was called away by a phone call, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
"This is how she is, she is careless." After a while, Zhang Xiaoyue explained in a low voice.
Today she was wearing a white shirt and a black pleated skirt on her lower body, revealing two lotus root-like calves. Her slightly green and charming little face was with a blush that had not yet subsided, and she looked pretty and cute.
"It's pretty good, but I like to be quieter. My sister is already troublesome enough."
"You have a sister, why haven't you heard of it?"
"You didn't ask!"
The two walked aimlessly while chatting in a low voice. They seemed to suppress a volcano in their hearts, and they deliberately kept talking to each other.
Before he knew it, the two of them got closer and closer. Chen Shouyi smelled the faint fragrance on the girl's body and the soft and boneless and tender little hands that were within reach. He seemed to be able to hear his heart beating violently in his chest, and his palms were sweating.
His hand kept stretching out and quickly retracted.
Repeat and repeat.
Finally, he gently grabbed Zhang Xiaoyue's hand.
Chapter completed!