Reborn to prepare for the college entrance exam, you're letting me retire and make a comeback?

Under the setting sun, Lu Qian's restless hand naturally covered Shen Xinyi's smooth thigh, without the slightest hint of guilt.

It has a delicate, slightly cool touch, is silky smooth and soft, and has a bouncy, chewy texture.

comfortable.

The middle-aged man's soul seemed to have been elevated.

Lu Qian had his own reasons for making this move.

Just now on the badminton court, I hugged Shen Xinyi, and this action has created a physical desensitization between the two of us.

Now the girl has taken the initiative to hug his waist, proving that she is not averse to close contact with him, and may even acquiesce under certain circumstances.

Now that the atmosphere is right, this level of physical contact is unlikely to cause any aversion; on the contrary, it may become a catalyst for warming up the relationship between the two.

"Are you kidding? The girl already agreed, why should I pretend to be a gentleman?"

"She's not like Xiao Chunan, who gets shy even holding hands; she's definitely going to go for it!"

Lu Qian already knew exactly what Shen Xinyi was thinking.

So he decided to fan the flames.

"How about this? Does it make you feel safer?"

He asked deliberately, his fingers even lightly stroking her delicate skin.

"Um……"

Shen Xinyi trembled violently.

"Lu Qian, what... what are you doing...?"

"Take your hand away! Stop...stop fooling around!"

She instinctively tried to push away the mischievous hand, but as soon as her fingers touched Lu Qian's wrist, she pulled back as if she had been burned.

She merely grabbed his waist in vain.

He instinctively shrank back, trying to create some distance.

Such an action is essentially equivalent to half-heartedly agreeing.

The more they struggle, the more exciting it becomes.

Just as Lu Qian had expected, her resistance stemmed more from a young girl's reserve than from genuine disgust and rejection.

After all, the thigh that was covered by him never really managed to break free.

If it really came down to force, Lu Qian naturally wouldn't dare to force the other person.

"What's wrong, Shen? I'm trying my best to make you feel safe."

Instead of withdrawing his hand, he touched the girl's delicate skin again: "See, isn't it more stable this way?"

"And we were hugging so tightly just now, and you were fine. Now you're just touching your leg, why are you getting shy?"

When he said this, Lu Qian had an air of righteous indignation on his face.

Don't drink and drive, and if you're driving, don't touch legs!

He just shamelessly touched her leg!

"You...you're so bad!" Shen Xinyi was both ashamed and anxious, feeling like she was on fire.

She frantically covered her burning cheeks with her hands, her voice muffled as it escaped through her fingers: "How could you do this? This isn't a sense of security at all..."

Although Lu Qian was hugged just now, it was an accidental bump, but now he is obviously doing it on purpose!

Can these two be the same?

The girl covered her face, but her body had to press even closer to Lu Qian's back due to the slight bumps of the motorcycle.

That beautiful leg was also slightly stiff, unsure whether to move or not.

Who would do that?

I hate it!

The evening breeze at 6:30 pm brushed against the girl's slightly flushed cheeks, but it couldn't dispel the lingering warmth on them; the burning passion in her heart continued to rise.

The atmosphere continued to rise.

Looking at the shy girl, Lu Qian decided to tease her a couple more times.

"Lu Qian!"

Just then, Shen Xinyi suddenly lowered her hand from her face and then tightly hugged Lu Qian's waist with both hands.

Her voice suddenly rose, tinged with panic: "Could you ride a little faster? My...my dad's right ahead..."

Like a rabbit being targeted by its natural enemy, the girl buried her burning cheeks and upper body in Lu Qian's back, wrapping her arms around his waist.

He curled up into a ball, trembling, wishing he could disappear on the spot immediately.

"Your dad?"

Lu Qian was startled by her violent reaction and immediately looked up in the direction of her gaze.

Not far ahead, beside the entrance to Maple Forest Villa, in front of the courtyard of a white European-style villa, a low-key yet luxurious black Porsche Cayenne had just come to a stop.

A tall, middle-aged man in a gray suit, with a calm and dignified demeanor, was getting out of the car from the driver's seat.

Perhaps realizing that someone was watching him, the man turned his head to look.

Eyes facing each other.

The man's sharp eyes pierced through the dim evening light and locked onto the two people sitting intimately on the motorcycle.

He frowned slightly, and his expression changed.

Upon seeing this, Shen Xinyi was instantly terrified.

Although the girl is usually aloof at school, she is a well-behaved girl at home.

Now that her father has seen her with her arm around a boy's waist, she is naturally terrified.

"Lu Qian, my dad... seems to have found us..."

Although Shen Xinyi was scared, she still didn't let go, her voice muffled.

As for why she didn't let go, she didn't understand herself. She just inexplicably felt that she would definitely regret it if she let go.

But Lu Qian understood the reason.

This means that the other party has become dependent on you.

"The little girl has become dependent on me, so I can't let her down..."

"Even though I'm riding a will-o'-the-wisp, I can prove I'm not blond!" Lu Qian thought to himself.

If the girl didn't back down, then I have no reason to back down either.

Just like a high school homeroom teacher cracking down on early romantic relationships, when a boy and a girl are seen holding hands by the homeroom teacher, not letting go is the best option.

Because in the homeroom teacher's view, a boy who lets go of a girl's hand just because he was caught is definitely not someone worth entrusting one's life to.

Most homeroom teachers don't target puppy love, but rather irresponsible childish games.

Lu Qian naturally understood this as well.

So he drove the will-o'-the-wisp in front of the middle-aged man.

Then a smile spread across his face: "Uncle, I choose 500 million."

"???"

"???"

……

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in the Lin family's small building.

Lin Shuyue, carrying her schoolbag, pushed open the door to her home as if she were sullen.

"My dear girl, you're back?"

The gentle voice of Lin Chen, Lin's father, came from the living room.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with slightly graying temples was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, seemingly studying something.

Seeing his daughter return, he called out to her as usual.

"Um."

Lin Shuyue gave a low hum, her voice flat and even.

She took off her shoes and socks, revealing her snow-white little feet.

He bent down to change his shoes, quickly crossed the living room, and headed upstairs to his room to lock himself in.

"..."

When he realized that his daughter wasn't replying to him as usual, Mr. Lin was taken aback.

He put down the newspaper, his gaze behind his glasses filled with concern.

"Um?"

"Why do I feel like Shuyue's mood is a little off today..."

He had watched his daughter grow up since she was a child, so he naturally understood what her every move meant.

Even when Lin Shuyue is exhausted after coming home, she will smile at him or chatter away, sharing some interesting stories from school.

But it's quite rare to see someone so lazy as to not even bother to say hello.

"Combing the moon?"

Lin Chen asked with concern, "What's wrong with you today? You look so listless?"

"Are you too tired from studying, or did something unpleasant happen at school?"

"..."

Lin Shuyue paused at the top of the stairs, her back view appearing somewhat stiff and resistant.

She was silent for a few seconds before replying sullenly, "...No."

His voice still lacked energy, as if it were covered with a layer of dust.

"No?"

Lin's father stood up, walked to the stairs, and looked at his daughter's lowered head and her obviously unhappy back. He already had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

He asked casually, "Your lips are pouting, did that brat Lu Qian upset you again?"

"No way!" Lin Shuyue exploded like a firecracker. "Who cares if he's happy or not? He can play with whoever he wants, what does it have to do with me... I don't care at all!"

After saying that, she didn't give her father a chance to ask any more questions and ran upstairs.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut, making the door frame seem to shake.

In the room, Lin Shuyue threw her schoolbag heavily onto the bed, then collapsed onto the soft mattress, burying her face in the pillow.

What lingers in my mind is the scene I saw from the top of the school building after school.

Psychology shows that people are most likely to show their negative emotions when they are in their own private space.

And that's exactly what Lin Shuyue was like at that moment.

"Hmph! Liar!"

"He promised to walk me home every day, but then he went to play basketball with other girls!"

She thought to herself sullenly, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

The bittersweet flavors in the bottle correspond to astringency, grievances, and an inexplicable sense of loss.

He sat up and picked up the little pig doll that Lu Qian had given him.

Staring at the doll, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that its silly grinning face resembled that of a certain heartless guy.

"It's all your fault!"

She angrily reached out and grabbed the piglet, then punched its soft belly twice.

"Hmph! Serves you right for hanging out with other girls!"

"Hmph! Serves you right for laughing so happily!"

"Hmph! Serves you right for being so infuriating every day!"

"Hmph! Let you..."

"..."

She kept pounding, then gradually stopped.

Looking at the little pig doll's innocent, beady eyes, the grievances and bitterness in my heart only intensified.

He held it in his arms, rested his chin on its fluffy head, sighed softly, and stared blankly at the sunset outside the window.

A young girl's heart is always poetic.

"It seems pretty much a done deal..."

Outside the room, Mr. Lin was taken aback by his daughter's sudden and intense reaction.

He then shook his head helplessly.

"Sigh, this child..." he muttered to himself.

Lin Chen walked back to the sofa and sat down, slowly picking up his teacup, but didn't drink it.

He just stared thoughtfully at the rim of the cup.

No matter how deeply a girl hides her feelings, she can't hide them from her father's eyes.

Her daughter's emotions had always been very stable from childhood to adulthood, and she had almost never been so strongly affected by anyone other than Lu Qian.

When she's happy, her eyes sparkle like they're filled with stars.

When I'm angry, I'm like this now, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Judging from today's reaction, it's highly likely that Lu Qian did something to make his daughter jealous.

After all, everyone except her probably knows that her daughter likes the boy from the other side of the street.

"Hey, I hope Lu Qian won't bully our daughter..."

Lin Chen looked at his daughter's closed bedroom door, shook his head, and felt a little melancholy.

to be frank,

He really had the urge to break that kid's legs.