Chapter 288 - 194: Jiang Yixia Jumps into Lu Fan’s Arms for the First Time! Relationship Progress

Chapter 288: Chapter 194: Jiang Yixia Jumps into Lu Fan’s Arms for the First Time! Relationship Progress

The moment her hand touched his wrist, Jiang Sifan felt that patch of skin grow faintly hot.

By the time the two of them finished their noodles and left the restaurant, it was nearly nine o’clock.

Lu Yao, walking beside Jiang Sifan, suddenly said, "Brother Sifan, will you take a walk with me? I’m too full. I need to walk it off."

Jiang Sifan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The two of them walked slowly along a small path on campus.

The dim yellow streetlights stretched their two shadows long across the ground.

Lu Yao walked beside Jiang Sifan, glancing up at him from time to time with a smile playing on her lips.

"Brother Sifan, your campus is pretty nice at night," Lu Yao remarked.

Jiang Sifan just hummed in agreement, not saying much more.

Lu Yao didn’t seem to mind. She continued, "My dance club had a performance today. You really missed out by not coming."

"I was busy at the studio," Jiang Sifan explained.

Lu Yao looked at him, batting her eyelashes, and then asked expectantly, "So... do you want to see it now?"

"Now?" Jiang Sifan froze, a little surprised.

Lu Yao took a few steps back, standing under a streetlight.

She looked at Jiang Sifan and said with a sly smile, "I’ll dance for you."

With that, she raised her arms and struck a pose.

Before Jiang Sifan could react, Lu Yao had already started dancing.

She was performing a modern dance, her movements fluid and tinged with a bit of languor.

The streetlight cast a warm, hazy glow around her.

Her body swayed gently to the rhythm, her waist so supple it was as if she had no bones.

As she raised her arms, the hem of her T-shirt lifted, revealing a sliver of her fair waistline, which flickered in and out of view in the shifting light.

Jiang Sifan’s eyes were involuntarily drawn there.

Lu Yao spun in a circle, her short skirt flaring up slightly.

Her long legs gleamed with a delicate sheen under the light. Her muscles were toned and well-defined, the curve of her thighs full and rounded, and her calves straight and slender.

She danced with gusto, her entire being seemingly aglow.

She executed a backbend, her chest arching, causing her T-shirt to stretch taut and outline the curves of her figure.

Jiang Sifan’s breath hitched.

As Lu Yao danced, she took a few steps toward him.

She raised a hand, her fingertips lightly grazing his shoulder. The touch was like an electric shock, and Jiang Sifan froze completely.

With a turn, she retreated again, the hem of her skirt tracing an arc before his eyes.

Jiang Sifan suddenly felt his throat go dry.

Lu Yao finished her final move, winked at him, and asked with a smile, "Well? Was it good?"

Jiang Sifan snapped back to reality and nodded. His voice was a little raspy as he blushed and said, "It was beautiful."

Lu Yao smiled, walked over, and stood beside him.

She tilted her head up to look at him and suddenly said, "Brother Sifan, you’re blushing."

Jiang Sifan froze for a moment. He instinctively touched his face; it was indeed a little hot.

Seeing his reaction, Lu Yao’s smile widened.

She reached out and pulled his hand, saying, "Come on, walk with me a little longer."

Her palm was warm and her fingers were slender. Her grip was soft.

Jiang Sifan didn’t pull away, and just let her pull him forward.

After they had walked a little ways, Lu Yao suddenly stopped. She looked down at her legs and muttered, "I think I’ve gained weight recently."

Jiang Sifan followed her gaze.

Her legs were as straight and long as ever, her skin smooth, glowing faintly under the streetlight.

The line of her thighs was toned and full, her calves slender and straight. They had nothing to do with the word "fat."

Lu Yao suddenly looked up at him and said with a cheeky grin, "Brother Sifan, why don’t you give them a squeeze and see if I’ve really gained weight?"

Jiang Sifan was stunned. "Huh? What?"

Lu Yao had already pulled his hand and was placing it on her thigh.

She blinked and said with a playful smile, "Go on, give it a squeeze. I can’t tell myself."

The instant Jiang Sifan’s hand touched her thigh, his mind went blank with a loud BUZZ.

The skin was warm and soft, yet possessed the firm elasticity unique to a young woman.

His fingertips sank into the soft flesh, and he could feel the resilience of the muscle beneath the skin.

The warmth traveled up from his fingertips, like a small flame, burning all the way to his heart.

His fingers subconsciously gave a light squeeze.

The soft flesh yielded slightly, then slowly bounced back, leaving a delicate sensation on his fingertips.

Jiang Sifan’s breath caught.

’So soft.’

’So firm.’

’That sensation... it’s like she’s touching my very heart.’

Seeing his dumbfounded expression, Lu Yao let out a snicker.

She let go of his hand, took a step back, and said, "Okay, okay, I’ll stop teasing you. I should get back, or they’ll lock the dorms."

Jiang Sifan finally snapped out of it, his face burning hot.

He nodded, his voice sounding distant. "Uh, well... you be careful on your way back."

Lu Yao waved at him and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, she turned back to look at him, calling out with a smile, "Brother Sifan, I’ll come hang out again soon!"

With that, she skipped away, disappearing into the night.

The image of her long legs under the short skirt and the arc of her swinging ponytail were seared into his memory.

Jiang Sifan stood frozen, watching her retreating figure for a long time.

He looked down at his right hand. The warm, soft feeling seemed to still linger on his fingertips.

He suddenly remembered how Lu Yao looked when she was dancing just now.

’Her supple waist, her heaving chest, her long legs... and the faint, sweet scent she carried when she’d leaned in close.’

’And that squeeze just now... the texture, the warmth...’

Jiang Sifan shook his head hard, took a deep breath, and walked towards the dorm.

But after a few steps, he stopped again and looked at his hand.

Then he swore under his breath. ’Why am I such a perv! But... her legs really were so soft...’

...

「Yangcheng.」

Halfway through the movie, the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive.

With the sinister music and grotesque imagery on screen, Jiang Yixia’s composure was beginning to crumble.

Her hand gripped the sofa armrest, her knuckles turning a little white.

Lu Fan saw this and, though he deliberately didn’t react, he did inch a little closer to her.

Suddenly, a hideous clown jumped out on the screen, accompanied by a sharp scream.

Jiang Yixia’s body shuddered violently.

Lu Fan turned to look at her, thinking she would scream like she used to.

But instead, she just bit her lip, staring fixedly at the screen without a peep.

Lu Fan was a bit surprised.

’Has she gotten braver over the years?’

He was just about to praise her.

The next second, Jiang Yixia threw herself at him, burying herself in his arms. Her hands clutched his shirt, her face was buried in his chest, and she let out a muffled shriek.

"AHHHH!!!!"