Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Xia Tingwan quickly grabbed Lin Jianshen's arm: "Brother, I'm here to broaden your life experiences, not to let you cause trouble."

Lin Jianshen said, "I didn't mean to cause trouble, I was just curious."

This person's emotional intelligence is frighteningly low from time to time.

What would he do if I weren't there for him?

Will I get beaten up while walking?

Xia Tingwan secretly rolled her eyes, then helplessly continued the little girl's story, adding, "There are also watermelons, oranges, and cantaloupes."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes." The little girl nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Xia Tingwan smiled apologetically at the little girl: "I'm really sorry, my brother is just naturally curious, he didn't mean any harm."

The girl gave a stiff, fake smile, quickly lowered her head, and pretended to be busy tidying up the things on the table, no longer daring to respond to Lin Jianshen's words.

Lin Jianshen was completely unaware of the immense psychological pressure he had just put on a working man, and was still remarking, "Nine kinds of fruit... how elaborate."

Xia Tingwan secretly rolled her eyes: "You're being picky about drinking a glass of juice? Your 'Papani' is ready, hurry up and eat it."

The panini has a crispy outer crust, a soft interior, tender chicken, and is topped with salad dressing, creating a rich and complex flavor profile.

"It's actually not bad." Lin Jianshen nodded approvingly. "It's even better than steamed buns, but it's too expensive."

"By the way, where should we go after we eat?"

"Let's take the bus to that small town on East Street," Xia Tingwan said, biting into the straw of her iced soy milk. "Let's have a good time today."

East Street is an antique-style cultural and tourism town, and there is also an antique market nearby.

These small towns are heavily commercialized, so there's not much to see; they mainly offer local snacks from various places.

Lin Jianshen wasn't particularly interested in such places, but he didn't mind accompanying Xia Tingwan shopping.

"It's normal for an older brother to spend time with his younger sister," he told himself. "Besides, I've already promised her I'd fulfill her wish."

After the bus arrived, Xia Tingwan pulled Lin Jianshen onto the bus and headed straight for the last row.

Lin Jianshen pulled her back: "Don't sit in the last row, it's too bumpy and uncomfortable."

Xia Tingwan stopped and looked at him.

Lin Jianshen explained, "You see, most people are too lazy to walk a few more steps, so the front and middle doors of the car are particularly crowded."

"But the rear half of the carriage, especially the third and fourth rows from the bottom, is often more spacious."

"And it's best to sit on the same side as the driver."

"Why?" Xia Tingwan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"In case, I mean in case, an emergency situation arises that requires emergency evasion, and the driver will instinctively prioritize protecting their own side."

"So theoretically, this side is slightly safer."

Xia Tingwan was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Brother, just take the bus, don't overthink it, it's tiring."

She suddenly leaned closer, her bright little face suddenly magnified in Lin Jianshen's eyes: "However, I want to sit in the last row, so it'll be easier to take pictures!"

"Photograph?"

"Of course!" Xia Tingwan pulled him to sit in the last row by the window, took out her phone, and waved it at him. "Today is our first official outing together, so of course we have to make a good record of it!"

"Sit in the last row, and you won't have to worry about taking pictures of others."

She sat on a blue plastic chair, happily adjusting the filter, and insisted that Lin Jianshen cooperate with her to take pictures.

When Lin Jianshen said he didn't like taking pictures, she immediately put on a pitiful look.

This is a sure-fire technique that never fails.

So Lin Jianshen could only watch as he appeared on camera, sometimes with little devil horns growing out of him, sometimes with his skin so heavily filtered that he looked like a silicone doll.

"Your photography skills... and that filter," Lin Jianshen commented helplessly, "terrible. You might as well just use the original camera and zoom in to take a picture."

"Brother, I've thought about this for a long time. Why don't you just donate your mouth?" Xia Tingwan glared at him. "Come on, look at the camera, let's take one more."

"Never mind, as long as she's happy." Lin Jianshen looked at the camera and forced a smile.

The last row was shaking violently, and the camera was shaky along with it.

Lin Jianshen seemed incapable of smiling; he sat upright and forced a fake smile.

In the end, I still couldn't get a single satisfactory photo.

However, she didn't seem to care about the process; she was simply enjoying it.

When I arrived at Dongjie Town Station, it was only 8:50 in the morning.

Fortunately, summer vacation is peak season, otherwise the shops here would all be closed.

After getting off the bus, Xia Tingwan naturally took Lin Jianshen's hand and walked inside.

Lin Jianshen's fingertips trembled slightly, and he tried to pull his hand back, but didn't.

Xia Tingwan pulled very tightly.

This was the first time he had ever held a girl's hand.

Her hands were small, with slender, long fingers and delicate, smooth skin. When held in the palm of your hand, they truly felt soft and boneless.

The temperature of his palm was slightly lower than his, with a slightly cool touch.

"Brother Ashen." Xia Tingwan turned to look at him, her eyes crinkling, and said matter-of-factly, "There are a lot of people here, you need to hold on tighter."

"Otherwise, if I accidentally get lost, you'll have to spend time looking for me, which is such a hassle."

Lin Jianshen looked at the sparse tourists on the bluestone street in front of him and was speechless for a moment.

"There will be more people soon!" Xia Tingwan seemed to know what he was thinking and quickly added.

She pulled him forward with a strong grip.

The slightly cool and soft little hand in his palm, under his care over the years, has had its originally rough skin become delicate and smooth.

Holding it in my hand right now, the tactile sensation is amazing.

The scorching heat of the summer sun, the sound of car engines driving by, and the sounds of loudspeakers from shops on the street seem to be slowly fading away.

All the senses were overwhelmed by this touch.

Soft, warm, and slightly cool.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and awkwardly hunched over.

"It must be because he hasn't been working at the docks lately; he has no outlet for his energy!"

I never expected that I would behave so... awkwardly the first time I went shopping with her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Xia Tingwan's shoulders seemed to be trembling again.

Lin Jian took a deep breath and began to sing silently in his heart: "Little swallow, wearing a flowery dress, comes here every spring..."

After shifting my attention, the awkward fluttering finally subsided.

Xia Tingwan excitedly pulled him into a Hanfu experience center called "Jinxiu Nishang".

The antique-style shop is filled with all kinds of gorgeous Hanfu (traditional Han clothing).

A proprietress, also dressed in elegant Hanfu, was organizing cosmetics at the counter.

She finally let go and lingered among the Hanfu hanging on the racks.

After walking around a few times, her gaze lingered between a set of dark and simple-colored Quju Shenyi (a type of robe with a deep, dark hem) reminiscent of the Warring States period, and another set of bright and colorful Tang-style Qixiong Ruqun (a type of dress with a high waist) exuding elegance and nobility.

One set is serene and solemn, the other is passionate and flamboyant.

She stood in front of the two outfits and finally chose the Tang-style ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).

"This one will do!"

Brother Ah Shen, get ready to take this!