Chapter 427: Chapter 314: A Small Goal
“Middle school?”
Luo Bingying froze for a moment, middle school was such a distant memory.
Suddenly, the keywords uniforms, desks, white walls, and blackboards surfaced in her mind.
At the same time, there was Shen Yuan before her.
But back then, he wasn’t as tall, his expression was more youthful, nowhere near ready to handle multiple girls with ease like he could now.
“I was so candid with you back then.”
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Luo Bingying whispered softly.
“Have you grown up now?” Shen Yuan asked.
Luo Bingying blinked her bright eyes, “What else?”
“I’m not talking about age.”
“…”
Luo Bingying’s cheeks flushed, and she shifted her gaze away subconsciously, “Why ask that.”
Shen Yuan smiled slightly, and continued to ask, “So, the reason you came to my place to work out wasn’t just to accompany Zhou Peiwei, right?”
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
Luo Bingying turned to leave, but Shen Yuan wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her into his embrace. She lost her balance, startled into an “Ah” as she exclaimed, “Shen Yuan, what are you doing!”
“You haven’t answered my question yet.”
Luo Bingying’s hands pressed against Shen Yuan’s chest, her gaze diverted elsewhere, “I really did just come to work out.”
“Bullshit!”
Shen Yuan was unsparing in his retort, “You came all the way here to work out, for what? Is the air fresher at my place, or do we have more gym equipment than the gym?”
Luo Bingying lowered her eyes nervously, and Shen Yuan unexpectedly caught a hint of panic in their depths.
“But I’ve noticed that your waist is even slimmer than in middle school and softer too. Why’s that?”
Shen Yuan felt around, her waistline was probably similar to Zhou Peiwei’s, but perhaps due to her regular yoga and fitness, her abdomen seemed firmer.
Luo Bingying’s first reaction was that Shen Yuan actually remembered her middle school waistline. Then she quickly realized he was taking advantage of her and pulled his hands away, “Stop touching me.”
“That sounds so familiar. I remember when we weren’t together in middle school, the first time I tried to hold your hand, you said the same thing.”
Shen Yuan shamelessly moved in again, even while saying, “Besides, I was complimenting you. And didn’t you just say you’d be candid?”
“Don’t do this, Weiwei might come down soon.”
Luo Bingying twisted her waist, trying to get him to let go.
But Shen Yuan only held her tighter and even lowered his head to bring his lips closer, “Let me see if your lips are still as soft as before.”
Just as their lips were about to touch, Luo Bingying really wanted to push him away, but deep down, she felt a faint anticipation, and it wasn’t like she hadn’t been kissed by Shen Yuan before.
Just a quick kiss then she’d push him away.
That was what Luo Bingying told herself silently, her lips unmoving, her eyes gently closed.
It had been too long since she’d been kissed. As soon as she felt Shen Yuan’s warm lips, Luo Bingying tensed up, involuntarily clutching the hem of his shirt.
When Shen Yuan parted his teeth and found that tender spot, Luo Bingying instinctively stood on her tiptoes, her hands becoming two clenched fists.
It had been too long. She really hadn’t felt this way in ages. The last time she’d kissed was with Shen Yuan in middle school. So many years had passed, she was a novice again, but Shen Yuan was obviously well-practiced.
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It was a strange feeling, as if nothing had changed, yet everything had… except for Shen Yuan’s skilled moves, his broad embrace, and his scent.
Did boys have this fresh scent?
Little did she know, the fresh scent on Shen Yuan was actually Zhou Peiwei’s, having lingered after their intimate moment not long ago.
Gradually, Luo Bingying’s breathing became rapid, her body tense as a chord; she started to realize something was wrong and tried to push Shen Yuan away.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, a pair of hands reached further.
It was a natural reaction, when tense, one tends to grab something, especially since he had experienced Luo Bingying’s middle school size.
Now he wondered, with six years gone by, whether Luo Bingying had grown at all.
“Mmm… Shen Yuan…”
Luo Bingying tried to push him away, but alas, it was too late. By that point, her body had gone limp, hardly able to muster any strength.
It’s said many girls are greedy. She only wanted a quick kiss, to relive an old feeling, but gradually, she sank into it.
The workout clothes and the sports bra made it hard to feel, so Shen Yuan lifted her sports vest up.
The size had definitely changed… Shen Yuan silently mused, if she was an A+ in middle school, then now she was somewhere between a B and a C.
It was a curious sensation, his middle school sweetheart back in his arms, also with her grown cup size.
But size wasn’t her advantage, it was her physique, her skin felt almost scorching to touch.
Shen Yuan glanced over, and her skin was flushed with a rosy hue.
Her complexion hadn’t changed… whenever there was this kind of contact, her body always heated up, and her skin color changed, too.
He released Luo Bingying’s lips, but rather than move away from his embrace immediately, she rested her face on his shoulder and murmured, “Don’t tell Weiwei. She likes you, and knowing this would definitely upset her.”
Such deep friendship between girls, but his reminder was redundant. Shen Yuan definitely wouldn’t tell. He smoothed out Luo Bingying’s hair, “You’ve really grown up.”
Luo Bingying didn’t reply, but the blush on her cheeks deepened. She leaned on him for a while longer before finally standing up and straightening her disheveled clothes.