A Young Woman's Heart

"Eh?" Mo Xueyao's face turned bright red.

But Hua Yinyin's hand had already boldly landed on her thigh.

"Mmm...not bad, not bad, so comfortable! Neither my thighs nor my calves are flawless!"

"Um...why...why did you touch...mine?" Mo Xueyao asked awkwardly, brushing her bangs aside with her restless little hand.

"Because it feels better to touch other people's legs! I just love girls' beautiful legs!" Hua Yinyin shouted righteously, "Girls' beautiful legs are a treasure bestowed by God!"

That's so frank... just stating his hobby so directly.

Mo Xueyao thought Hua Yinyin was a very strange girl.

In short, he exuded an unsettling aura.

"By the way, Mo Xueyao, what size shoes do you wear?"

"Three... thirty-four..."

"So small!" Hua Yinyin was a little jealous. "I'm the same height as you, so why are your feet so small!?"

"I...I don't know either..." Mo Xueyao felt that she might as well go jogging like the other students.

At least we can get rid of this strange girl.

"Really good, really good." Hua Yinyin stroked her chin with satisfaction. "Super cute."

"Is that so... Ha... Haha..." Mo Xueyao chuckled dryly, sweating profusely.

Would you mind being my model?

"model?"

"Yes, I am drawing comics and I want a girl as a reference for the female protagonist."

"Oh, you can draw too? Why don't you become the publicity officer?"

"Because I'm too lazy to do boring things like drawing the blackboard bulletin! Besides, I'm already the class representative for Chinese, and I don't want another position, otherwise I'd be exhausted!" Hua Yinyin changed the subject again, "Seriously, would you be interested in being my model? I really love your legs!"

“This…” Mo Xueyao began to understand Hua Yinyin’s strange behavior a little better.

Perhaps those who engage in artistic creation all have some strange hobbies?

Comics, to some extent, can be considered artistic creation...

"Don't worry, don't worry, no one will be home when I call you. Besides, my apartment is on the eleventh floor, so it'll be absolutely quiet and you won't be disturbed! There's an elevator, so you don't have to worry about getting tired from climbing the stairs!"

“Uh…” Mo Xueyao still wanted to refuse.

"Do you like drinking milk? My family runs a milk wholesale business, so we have plenty of milk at home. Drink as much as you like!"

Mo Xueyao was somewhat tempted.

She rarely has the opportunity to drink milk, and probably drinks beverages more often.

After all, milk is more expensive than beverages, and the quantity is also less.

This isn't referring to yogurt or AD calcium milk, but rather real, pure milk with a fresh, sweet taste.

"Pure...?"

"We have all kinds, pure milk too, Mengniu, Yili, or even the newly launched Bright Dairy that's been heavily advertised. You can drink whichever you like," Hua Yinyin proudly patted her chest. "Drinking more milk will make this place bigger!"

It was noticeable that, even though she was wearing a school uniform jacket, her chest still trembled slightly when she patted it.

It's not big, but it's not small either.

Although this was not what Mo Xueyao had hoped for at all.

But drinking milk is quite a temptation.

Moreover, she didn't know how to refuse Hua Yinyin in the first place.

So she could only give an ambiguous answer: "Well... if there's time..."

"Okay~ then it's settled!" Hua Yinyin said happily, hugging Mo Xueyao's leg and rubbing her cheek against it through her skirt and black stockings.

Mo Xueyao felt as if she were being bitten by ants all over her body, a sour and itchy sensation that made her very uncomfortable.

And my scalp feels a little numb.

Two kilometers is quite a long distance. After running five laps, both the boys and girls were almost exhausted.

"Alright, free time now!" Ye Ran glanced at the stopwatch, then ran to the other side of the playground to chat with the PE teacher from another class.

It was supposed to be free time, but in reality, we only had about twenty-five minutes left.

Many people can run 1,000 meters in under four minutes, but the endurance required for 2,000 meters is twice as much.

Some people ended up walking, which is why it took them even longer.

Wang Jiale was a pretty honest guy, and he actually ran the whole course. But when he finished, he was so tired that he could barely walk. Like a robot that was about to run out of power, he slowly moved to Mo Xueyao's side and then plopped down on the flower bed.

"Ugh... I'm so tired... Haruka, you're the only one who makes me happy..."

"Cough..."

Sweat streamed down Wang Jiale's forehead, making his hair messy and wet.

She leaned on Mo Xueyao's shoulder, covered in sweat, and let out a long breath.

Although Wang Jiale's sweaty appearance made Mo Xueyao feel uncomfortable, she still let him lean on her. This feeling of being relied upon was actually quite nice.

"Hua Yinyin... make way, make way." Mo Xiaoxiao also came over at this time, weakly pushing aside Hua Yinyin who was sitting next to Mo Xueyao, and also resting her head on Mo Xueyao's shoulder.

This left Mo Xueyao both amused and exasperated.

When I was a boy, I never saw girls actively pursuing me. But now that I'm a girl, why am I suddenly so lucky in love?

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Being Relied On

The soft white clouds in the sky blocked out the sunlight again, which relieved most of the students who were tired from running. The autumn breeze, which was still a little warm, became cool.

Most of the people who had just finished running were too tired to move, and the gentle breeze made them squint their eyes in enjoyment.

Mo Xueyao also felt the weight on her shoulders increase, as if Wang Jiale and Mo Xiaoxiao had completely relaxed and were pressing their entire weight onto her.

Hua Yinyin didn't try to grab a seat as expected. Instead, she winked at Mo Xueyao with a mischievous smile and ran off to a quiet corner where no one else was sitting.

I always felt that she wasn't as casual, or rather, frivolous as she appeared on the surface.

The school has planted many osmanthus trees. In Hangzhou, it seems that this kind of tree can be found everywhere, whether it is on the street, on campus, or in residential areas.

And when they bloom, they do indeed spread their fragrance to every corner of the air.

A faint fragrance filled the air, gradually relaxing Mo Xueyao's body, which had been stiff from being leaned against by the two girls.

She was still a little shy about close contact with girls.

The masculine mindset she had accumulated over the past sixteen years was still operating within her, and she couldn't help but want to embrace the two of them to exude her own calm and charming masculine aura.

—Of course, that was just in her imagination.

Whether now or in the past, her appearance and temperament are completely incompatible with a 'composed man'.

When Mo Xueyao came to her senses, she found that her hands had somehow ended up on Wang Jiale and Mo Xiaoxiao's shoulders.

This startled her. Just as she was about to pull her hand back, she found that Mo Xiaoxiao had grabbed one of her hands.

"Hey...it's so hot! Don't move around, Haruka, let us lean against each other for a bit~"

"Uh..." Mo Xueyao chuckled awkwardly, carefully withdrawing her hand, including the one that was on Wang Jiale's shoulder.

"Ouch—" Just then, some girls started to cheer.

She was a girl who looked round and chubby like a panda. Both her movements and expressions reminded Mo Xueyao of the word "matchmaker."

That's right... just like the image of a matchmaker in movies and TV dramas, even the tone of voice is the same.

"One husband, two wives! Which of you is the first wife and which is the second wife?"

"Tian Xinnan, are you jealous?" Mo Xiao smiled, her eyes crinkling, her hair tickling Mo Xueyao's neck.

At this moment, Mo Xueyao felt not only a strange joy, but also a sense of unease that she had offended the two girls.

Although the two girls had approached her first, she, still thinking with a male mindset, felt it wasn't very responsible of her to treat them this way.

"I'll definitely be the first wife!" Wang Jiale, however, didn't seem embarrassed at all. Instead, she picked up where Tian Xinnan left off, "Someone like Xiaoxiao would be perfect as the second wife!"

"I think Mo Xiaoxiao is more suitable to be the first wife, right? After all, she looks gentle and virtuous."

"So you mean I'm not gentle at all!" Wang Jiale pouted and snorted.

"At the very least, she doesn't look like the gentle and virtuous wife," Tian Xinnan said cheerfully, seemingly unconcerned about commenting on others. "Hmm... the kind that's good for flirting."

flirt!

Mo Xueyao's face immediately turned bright red, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Wang Jiale, imagining her lying on her bed looking infinitely shy.

Mo Xueyao had also had these kinds of fantasies, after all, she was a high school student and it was impossible for her not to know about this kind of knowledge.

However, she only had fantasies and never took any concrete action, including the self-comforting image of five dragons coiled around a pillar.

Although this would excite her, she, not being a real boy, would never have had any physical reaction in that area before.

On the contrary... you might feel a little sore in your chest, right?

And now, she has had this reaction once again.

It felt like an electric current was coursing through my body.

"Oh my, your 'husband' is shy!" Tian Xinnan exclaimed dramatically, which immediately elicited giggles from the other girls.

However, everyone seemed to lack energy, and even their laughter sounded strained.

After all, it's normal to feel exhausted after running 2,000 meters.

The middle school entrance exam requires physical education, but the college entrance exam does not.

Unless they are students with special talents, most people will slack off in sports.