Chapter 162 This is too exciting!
Yan Xici changed her clothes, swapping her sweatpants for shorts, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, feeling exceptionally comfortable.
She even took off her white socks.
Disliking wearing socks has always been a characteristic of Yan Xici.
I got scolded by my mom a lot when I was little because I didn't like wearing socks.
But she just doesn't like wearing them, and this habit still exists to this day. Whenever no one is around, she insists on taking off her socks!
As the white cotton socks were removed, a pair of fair and tender little feet were revealed. The five toes were slender and delicate, the instep was beautifully arched, and the ankles were the most alluring part. The skin was incredibly tender, like a peeled egg, exuding an indescribable charm.
She comfortably stretched her feet, then walked to Xiao Ran's side, nuzzled her cute head next to him, and gave him a sweet smile with her pink lips.
"Okay, this is more comfortable."
Xiao Ran smiled and said, "As long as you're comfortable."
Actually, not only did she feel better, but he also felt much better, since he had just seen something he shouldn't have.
It's really pleasing to the eye.
But he couldn't tell her, afraid that if she found out, she would never want to change clothes in his room again, and then he would be at a huge loss.
"Great, I can read the book live today!"
Yan Xici comfortably shrank her neck.
As a sensible girl, even though the author was right next to her, she would quietly walk away whenever he was typing.
He could either go to the courtyard to sunbathe or go to his room to sleep; he would never be disturbed.
But today, she can sit next to him, and he writes a word at a time while she reads it—a privilege no other reader receives.
Thinking about this made Yan Xici feel inexplicably excited.
Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders and neck before quickly flowing away, leaving behind a faint scent of freesia-scented shampoo.
This made Xiao Ran feel strangely itchy inside.
He swallowed hard. "You can watch me type, but you can't bother me."
When writing, it is really important for the author to be clear-headed and highly focused, otherwise, it is very likely to be swayed by the things around them.
For example, if someone is crying next to you, your writing will inexplicably hesitate.
"Okay, okay!" The girl nodded excitedly.
After saying that, she took small steps to the bookshelf, moved over the chair used to put clothes, and sat down next to Xiao Ran.
The pretty young girl stood ramrod straight, like a studious student, her arm propped up on the corner of his desk.
Xiao Ran opened the Orange Melon typing app and began typing seriously.
As he continued typing, the number of words on the computer screen increased line by line.
His hands are very beautiful. When he's typing, he's using his hands for extended periods, so you can see the clear shape of his bones from time to time.
It's incredibly tempting.
This is simply a godsend for girls with hand fetishes!
She sat right next to him, her big eyes fixed on his fingers.
Then, after he finishes writing a sentence, you go and read it yourself.
My ears were filled with the crisp sound of the mechanical keyboard, and my eyes were drawn to those beautiful hands and the fresh plots he was writing on the screen.
This was a completely new kind of enjoyment for her.
It's like watching a washing machine do its work; it's incredibly relaxing for the mind.
My heartbeat was also a pleasant rhythm.
However, while she was comfortable, Xiao Ran was not so comfortable.
To be honest, he was a little embarrassed at that moment.
After a brief transition, it's time to move on to the emotional elevation, which includes not only actions like holding hands and hugging, but also kisses that are no longer proper kisses.
If you write this kind of plot all by yourself, then it's not a big deal.
But having someone watching me intently makes me feel inexplicably ashamed.
How to put it? It's like this: it's okay for you to pick your nose, but if someone is watching you, you'll feel embarrassed.
But when you have no choice but to scratch, you can only rub your skin to relieve the itch.
It's not a pleasant experience to write.
However, the girl next to her looked excited, after all, she didn't have much dating experience.
For her, this was already at the level of a little weasel.
She blushed and her heart raced as she watched, and her face would occasionally break into a maternal smile or a shy expression.
The computer screen displayed the following text: The girl tiptoed and kissed the boy's lips.
Then, Xiao Ran got stuck, even his fingers stopped moving.
It's not that I don't know how, it's that I'm too ashamed to write it down.
Yan Xici, who was watching with great interest, couldn't help but ask when he stopped writing, "Why did you stop writing?"
Xiao Ran really wanted to say, "Why don't you just leave?"
But seeing the longing look on the girl's face, he still couldn't bring himself to do it.
He had no choice but to make an excuse: "I'm stuck, I have no experience."
Hearing him say that, Yan Xici understood. She couldn't blame him, since such things were inherently difficult to describe.
She pointed to the computer with her index finger, her tone hesitant, "Brother Xiao Ran, I think we could add something here, like how a girl's body might tremble slightly when she's nervous, or, well, she might forget to breathe..."
After all, it was a kiss! If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be so calm!
Although it felt wonderful, there was still a lot of excitement in that wonderful feeling.
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