Unfortunately, I can't hold hands with an umbrella.

Jiang Miao sighed in his heart.

"Senior brother, what does it feel like to hold an umbrella with a girl?" Su Huaixiang turned her head and asked curiously.

When Jiang Miao was asked this, he seemed a little stiff when walking: "No, I don't feel anything."

"Oh." Su Huaizhou nodded, leaned closer to Jiang Miao's side a little bit, then secretly stretched out his right arm, passed through Jiang Miao's armpit, held his arm around, and half-pressed his whole body.

The feeling of compactness and squeeze comes with it.

Then Jiang Miao saw Su Huaixiang smiling at him.

"What about now? How does it feel?"

Jiang Miao: “…”

What does it feel like?

Of course it's the feeling of the heart beating.

Jiang Miao held the umbrella, and the crackling sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella surface above his head disappeared.

In an instant, the sunshine in my heart had penetrated through the clouds.

The words "Senior Sister, I like you" almost blurted out, but fortunately, Jiang Miao's remaining rationality still controlled the situation.
Chapter completed!