Human beings, as a type of creature, are determined at the genetic level to yearn for love, not only for reproduction, but also as a psychological need.

Whenever I watch idol dramas or romance novels or see other people spreading shit.

Yun Shuqian is a little longing.

She envied those couples who could hold hands and walk around, whisper in their ears, and cuddle intimately, but she could only watch from a distance, recalling sourly that she had tried it in her childhood.

, no meaning at all...

It turns out that grapes are not sour after all.

Now she has realized... no, experienced it.

Holding Song Jiamu's hand, we walked through the crowds and streets with this tall and handsome boy, shopping like a real couple.

Archimedes said that if he was given a fulcrum, he could move the earth, but if Yun Shuqian was given a reason, she would be fearless.

She is always a clingy girl. When she lies on the floor, she feels like she is hugging the earth.

Someone is holding Caiyi's hand; Zhuang Yao is also holding hands; she, Yun Shuqian, is also holding hands now!

Anyway, let’s experience holding hands for a few days first. It’s free anyway, and Song Jiamu doesn’t have to pay for it.

After holding Song Jiamu's hand, the two of them kept shaking their hands back and forth, just like two primary school students holding hands returning home from school.

"I don't feel much at all. I've been wandering around for so long, and that's all it seems," she said.

"...Okay, okay, stop shaking, you'll hit someone else later." Song Jiamu advised. How can any couple hold hands and shake like primary school students?

Walk into the first floor of the shopping mall.

Apart from girls in twos and threes, there are also couples who come shopping. It is quite lively during the holidays.

Song Jiamu was about to go and take the elevator upstairs, but Yun Shuqian wanted to go in the other direction. The two people's hands were slightly tense with no tacit understanding, and it seemed that they were still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Where are you going?"

"...I want to go to the bathroom."

"Then let's go together."

Song Jiamu held her hand and they walked to the bathroom together.

Before his hands separated, Yun Shuqian couldn't help but remind him: "You, you are not allowed to use this hand to go to the toilet later."

"...Your perversion is beyond my imagination."

"Go to hell with Song Zhutou, you are obviously the pervert."

"Alright alright."

Song Jiamu entered the men's room. He used his left hand. It felt strange and he couldn't hold it accurately.

Finally, I used the right hand that held her, and it was indeed accurate and smooth.

I put on my pants, went to the wash basin, washed my hands, and washed my face.

Like Yun Shuqian, excluding childhood, it was the first time for both of them to hold hands with the opposite sex. They must have had physical feelings, and there was always some kind of lingering ambiguity in their minds.

Her hands were so small and soft, and when he held her, he would unconsciously feel full of love in his heart. He just wanted to pick her up and sit on his lap, lower his head and kiss her well, and try to

Only the kind that makes her faint from kissing.

Of course, Song Jiamu just dared to think about it. If he really did this, Frog would have to protest.

Yun Shuqian has a stubborn temper and a tough mouth. Coupled with the estranged relationship during her childhood, she actually feels quite insecure.

What happened now can only be said to be a mistake he made in his childhood, but it was precisely because of this mistake that he finally understood his feelings for her.

Everything has to be done slowly. It's useless to rely on him to convince her. For a girl like her, she has to let her convince herself. Now everything is changing for the better, isn't it?

Song Jiamu looked in the mirror and said a few words to himself, "The girl you like most is Yun Shuqian" and "You don't allow others to hold her hand."

I washed my face with cold water, rinsed my mouth, and dried it with two paper towels.

When he came out of the bathroom, Yun Shuqian was still not recovered.

After waiting for her for another three minutes, the girl walked out quickly.

Judging from her appearance, it seemed that she had just washed her face. The pink color that had been floating on her face had disappeared, and now she looked bright and clear again.

"Song Jiamu, I'm a little thirsty."

Yun Shuqian gestured to his kettle. The hot water he received in the hotel lobby had been finished, and there were only a few jasmine petals left in it.

"Then go buy milk tea?"

"I won't drink milk tea anymore. If I drink too much, I won't be able to sleep at night. Let's drink juice."

"Okay, let's go to that store over there."

Song Jiamu naturally stretched out his palm towards her.

The girl raised her small palm and patted his palm twice.

"No more?"

"don't want."

"Okay then, let me know when you want to give it a try."

"..."

Song Jiamu's neat promise not to hold him back was a bit beyond her expectation.

Unlike when they walked into the shopping mall hand in hand, after the two separated their hands, she inexplicably felt that the air conditioner in the shopping mall was much cooler and the ambient sound became noisier.

"Well, it seems that you didn't come to hold my hand because of lust."

"...If it is for this reason, I think it would be better if I touch your legs?"

"I won't let you touch my legs!"

"Keep your voice down...! Others have heard you!"

So the two of them turned their backs to each other in a tacit understanding, and after all the passers-by around them had gone away, they turned back together.

Yun Shuqian pinched him angrily, but Song Jiamu ducked and dodged.

"I just thought about it."

Yun Shuqian walked and said: "Although we hold hands when we fall in love, there are other things besides holding hands. I have already experienced holding hands, and the feeling is just like that. Let's try something else!"

"Touch legs?"

"How can a couple touch their legs?!"

"It's normal, okay? Couples touch everywhere."

"Who wants to experience this with you!"

Just thinking about it made Yun Shuqian feel so embarrassed that her head was filled with smoke, and she touched everything. Is this something she and he could experience casually? Even if her parents, uncles, and aunts didn't know, it was definitely not allowed!

"Then there will always be a kiss."

"...Can you stop thinking about physical contact with girls all the time and restrain yourself?"

Song Jiamu thought about it carefully, besides holding hands and kissing, what else can she experience when falling in love? If kissing is not enough, she will not agree to something even more outrageous.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Then what do you want to experience?" Song Jiamu knew that what she said must have made a decision.

"Buy clothes for each other."

Yun Shuqian showed her wallet balance on WeChat, which contained more than two thousand yuan, which was her and Song Jiamu's expenses.

She put all her own money into Lingqiantong, and she could earn 30 to 50 cents a day for 10,000 yuan. Compared with previous years, Lingqiantong's Yu'e Bao's income is getting better and better.

"buying clothes?"

"Yeah! I have decided to add this 'experience of love' to our club activities this time. It just so happens that our book will also be about love. Since it is a club activity, the money to buy clothes can be used as funds.

, I buy clothes for you, and then you buy clothes for me."

Song Jiamu became interested immediately and hurriedly asked: "Do I have to wear it if I buy it?"

"Well, of course, why else would you buy it?"

"How about a short skirt and stockings?"

"……no."

"You said it yourself and you must wear it after you buy it."

"But I don't allow you to buy this."

"Well, your bare legs are also very beautiful, so you don't need stockings to modify them."

"I want to buy a dress, you help me choose it, and then I make the decision." Yun Shuqian thought for a while and said.

"Then I'll just buy two T-shirts." Song Jiamu said.

"Okay, I'll help you choose, and then I'll decide." Yun Shuqian said democratically.

"..."
To be continued...