How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

"Why should I feel guilty!"

"Let them smell it to see if it smells good or bad."

"That's a good starting point!"

Wen Xueyu was about to extend her hand again after she had just pulled it back, but before she could dodge, Xu Yan, who was quick-witted and agile, grabbed her sleeve and blocked the door.

Now she couldn't extend her hand, and her face flushed as she glared at Xu Yan.

The boy didn't care about this or that, he just rolled up his sleeve and took a deep drag.

Wen Xueyu was dumbfounded, standing there staring wide-eyed at Xu Yan, who could never predict what he would do next.

Xu Yan narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Wen Xueyu.

The girl's heart was already pounding.

I suddenly found myself worrying... what if my sleeves really do smell bad? I've heard that people get used to their own body odor so much that they don't notice it, and only others can smell it.

What if I really do have...

"Why does it taste like nothing?"

Xu Yan said something that immediately put Wen Xueyu at ease, as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

The next thing he said was, "I'm not sure, let me smell it again."

"I won't let you smell it, you pervert!"

Wen Xueyu immediately took off running, making it seem like a creepy uncle was chasing her.

The key point is that Xu Yan really did take off chasing after him.

Of course, the speed can't be very fast; it's about maintaining a subtle distance, feeling like you're about to catch up at any moment, but always just a little bit behind.

It felt like when I was a kid and I was teasing a puppy in the village. Of course, the result was that I got spotted by a big dog and was chased all the way.

As for whether the girl's sleeves really had no smell? Actually, they did, but it wasn't an unpleasant smell; rather, it had a faint fragrance.

It wasn't even the smell of shampoo, shower gel, or laundry detergent, but a unique fragrance that matched her own personality. I'm not sure what it is, but I've felt it ever since I first met Wen Xueyu.

The two jogged along, one after the other, and Wen Xueyu, feeling the pressure, kept looking back.

As the night grew increasingly dark, the boy's collar bounced incessantly, revealing his black hair.

This doesn't feel like a chase; it's more like the two of them arranged to go for a night run together.

Where to run? Wherever the wind blows, that's where it will take us, like a book, you read whichever page the wind blows to.

Finally, she stopped. Wen Xueyu couldn't run anymore and was panting heavily. Her little face was as red as a fresh apple.

Xu Yan acted as if nothing had happened; this was at most a warm-up.

"You...you don't come any closer, I...I really can't run anymore."

Wen Xueyu looked at Xu Yan with a pitiful expression, somewhat out of breath.

Xu Yan looked at the girl, who still seemed worried, with amusement. "I was just teasing you. But your physical condition is a bit poor. You couldn't even run half a lap before you gave up."

Wen Xueyu replied irritably, "Isn't it because you've been chasing me? If we were running normally... I think I could probably run two laps, right?"

"Two laps? You don't look like a high school student, you look like a student who smokes and drinks."

"I don't smoke or drink!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xu Yan smiled, and as Wen Xueyu gradually recovered, the two returned to their normal pace and strolled slowly.

The girl, who had just started to sweat a little, took out a wet wipe and pulled down the collar of her coat to wipe the sweat from her neck.

Then you see that fair, glowing skin, glistening with a light sheen of sweat... making it even more alluring.

This is similar to how an ordinary ingredient may not look very appetizing, but it needs to be seasoned with various spices and oils to make your mouth water.

Damn, what would it taste like to lick it? Anyone know?

Are you very athletic?

Wen Xueyu asked curiously.

Xu Yan opened his mouth to ask: What kind of sport is it exactly?

But thinking about it, I decided against it. Wen Xueyu isn't Jiang Yiyao. If we interpret it normally, it's not very meaningful. But if we interpret it as slang, that would be too offensive.

"It should be alright, what's wrong?"

Will you participate in the sports meet?

The girl's eyes sparkled. In this season, Liangcheng rarely sees a dense starry night sky; it seems that all of them have become the light in the girl's eyes.

Xu Yan curled the corners of his lips: "What? You want to see me participate in the sports meet?"

Wen Xueyu pouted slightly, "I'm just curious about your level when it comes to sports... Hmm, you're pretty good at badminton."

"Doesn't my physique look like that of someone who exercises regularly?"

Wen Xueyu glanced over instinctively; the boy's slender figure seemed even taller than when she first met him...

Wearing the autumn school uniform makes one look somewhat thin, but not particularly robust.

But Wen Xueyu remembered that during the National Day holiday, when they were driving go-karts, the boy's bent arms and legs had obvious muscle lines.

So, is it the type who looks slim in clothes but has a muscular physique when undressed?

Will I develop abs?

With that thought in mind, his hand reached out uncontrollably and touched Xu Yan's abdomen.

Poke.

Xu Yan: ?

"It's hard..."

Wen Xueyu looked up and spoke immediately.

Then he met Xu Yan's slightly strange gaze.

Wen Xueyu seemed to realize what she had done at that moment, and immediately withdrew her hand, clenching her fists tightly.

Her eyes were moist and her cheeks were radiant.

Xu Yan gasped, "Cod Burger, were you taking advantage of me just now?"

"No! I...I just...I just wanted to see if you had abs!"

"Oh? Do I look like the kind of guy you can just touch whenever you want?"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"Then how do we calculate this?"

"What do you mean, how do you calculate it..."

Seeing the boy's lowered gaze, as if pressing down on her, the girl couldn't help but lower her head slightly and take a step back.

Xu Yan pointed at Wen Xueyu and said, "Then I'm going to test if you have abs."

"No way, I don't have abs!"

"So you're just taking advantage of me for nothing?"

"Waaah..."

"Stop playing the victim!"

After being exposed, Wen Xueyu could only glare angrily at Xu Yan, her eyes wide open.

Xu Yan immediately became interested. "Then can I poke your face? Is that okay?"

"Face?"

"Yes, let's see how firm your cheekbones are."

"That's outrageous!"

"Then I'll poke your little belly."

"No belly fat!!" Wen Xueyu stomped her foot angrily, then tilted her fair face up as if giving up on herself, still puffed up and with that pufferfish-like face, "Go ahead and poke me, but only once!"

"okay."

Seeing the other person's increasingly tense gaze, Xu Yan didn't hesitate and quickly poked the other person's cheek with his index finger.

Instead of deflating quickly like a balloon, it stubbornly withstood Xu Yan's slight exertion.

It's very elastic and warm to the touch.

"It feels nice, bouncy."

Xu Yan said with a grin.

Looking at the grinning boy, Wen Xueyu didn't feel shy or nervous for long.

Instead, they quietly made up their minds.

Then, taking advantage of Xu Yan's inattention, he secretly reached out his hand.

I'm gonna pinch it!

The girl pinched the boy's waist hard, then took off running towards the edge of the playground.

Xu Yan was stunned.

"stop!"

"No way, nyah nyah nyah!"

I even took the time to make a funny face.

Those light and nimble steps, treading on the road illuminated by the turned-on lights, were like flying fish leaping out of the sea.

Her ponytail bounced along with her loose school uniform jacket, stretching her shadow infinitely.

It was quickly covered by the boy's shadow again.

They laughed as they walked away.