Chapter 1185: A Date with Fu Yan Shi

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To match his school uniform, Fu Yan shi had only washed his hair and let it air dry, allowing his thick short hair to fall naturally.

There was no sense of awkwardness whatsoever. Standing there, he was a tall and imposing young man.

I'll have to carry my backpack and books back to school to do some homework later.

"Wearing this, am I considered dressing young" Fu Yan shi was spoiling her, cooperating with her outfit today. He wasn't afraid of being seen by business partners later.

"You're so young, you don't look like a father of two! Who could tell"

"Don't you see" Fu Yan sighed, raising an eyebrow and glancing at himself in the rearview mirror.

There's still a difference between then and now, when you were younger.

Back then, he was so innocent! He had never held a girl's hand. The biggest thing he ever did was when he borrowed a pencil from his deskmate, he would secretly touch her fingertip.

My heart races for a whole class period before it calms down!

Well, now.

Now I can eat and drink enough every day.

"I can't see it, I swear!" Xu Qinghuan raised her hand very seriously.

It was only then that Fu Yan let himself believe her.

But...

"You only bought for yourself, what about your school uniform"

She only dressed herself in black, very low-key.

Then wearing a hat and mask, people who didn't know her might have thought she was some entertainment star.

"If we wear school uniforms together, wouldn't that really be early love I just want to hide your identity, so even if Qiao Xihe sees us on the street, she wouldn't think it's you and me."

"...just to hide their identity"

"Well, that's not necessarily true! Also, I'll help make your dream come true."

After saying that, Xu Qinghuan placed her hand in Fu Yan's palm and squeezed it. "You've always wanted to experience first love, haven't you I didn't understand when I was a teenager, but now I do. I hope it's not too late."

Looking at her being so proactive, Fu Yan's thin lips really couldn't press down.

Habit is not usually habit, but he likes this Xu Qinghuan!

"Let's go!"

Xu Qinghuan pulled his hand and walked in the front, Fu Yan followed at a slow pace, looking at her with such an intense gaze, you could almost draw out silk threads!

Her expression remained haughty as ever, but deep down she was calculating...

This school uniform is great! I should also buy a set for Xu Qinghuan.

Not for outdoor wear, but perfect for lounging around the bedroom!

After all, Fu Yan's desire wasn't just to experience first love, but also... the experience of losing one's virginity in middle school.

......

Pulling Fu Yan shi along, she bought two milkshakes. Xu Qinghuan stopped again in front of the claw machine.

"Can you do this"

He held a milkshake in one hand, the other gripped by her, raising an eyebrow. "No."

I've seen it, but I haven't played it.

During his student days, he had a heavy workload and never made any private arrangements with Xu Qinghuan, so naturally he hadn't experienced the essential elements of dating.

"Finally, something you're not good at! Um, hold this for me, I'll get the tokens." Xu Qinghuan shoved the milkshake in his arms and ran off to exchange the tokens.

Fu Yan looked at her back, feeling that Xu Qinghuan in this moment had truly returned to her teenage years.

No...

She wasn't like this during her teenage years.

Maybe now, is the appearance that Xu Qinghuan should have had back then.

Fu Yan smiled subtly, lowering his head to glance at the half-cup of strawberry milkshake in his hand. Then, he leaned in and took a sip.

Too sweet.

The strawberry flavor is very strong.

But... he likes it.is teeth and endured.He didn't want to do anything with Xu Qinghuan in this situation. She was drunk, but he wasn't!"Xu Qinghuan, let go of my hand." Fu Yan was speaking with gritted teeth.“I don’t!”...