Xia Yuluo tried her best to fight against that hand, using both hands and even standing on tiptoes, pressing her whole body. Despite her serious violation, the hand remained motionless, and Fang Yuzhe’s expression didn’t change at all, as if he hadn’t used any strength!
“You’re too strong, I surrender!” She took the initiative to admit defeat.
Fang Yuzhe smiled triumphantly, his eyes becoming slightly mischievous. He loosened the hand holding hers slightly, and just as she tried to pull away, he gripped it tightly again.
Xia Yuluo daringly challenged Fang Yuzhe to an arm-wrestling match, lost the competition, and now had her hand held captive.
“I lost,” she reminded the person who was too proud and “forgot” to let go, suddenly realizing how casually she had held a boy’s hand and was now being held, his fingers lightly tracing her hand, intentionally.
“Fang Yuzhe, let go,” Xia Yuluo whispered to him. She had never dated, of course never held hands with anyone, and although this was someone she liked, still—no, this definitely wouldn’t do!
Fang Yuzhe ignored her request, not only not letting go but pulling her hand behind her and switching to his other hand, then using his right hand to wrap around her shoulder.
“I just broke up recently, consider this a consolation,” he lied quite poorly, but it would work on Xia Yuluo.
“You broke up?” Her attention was immediately diverted.
“Yes,” Fang Yuzhe looked down at her, making his expression look slightly sad.
“How could that be? So many girls like you.”
He made his sadness look even deeper, “But the one I like doesn’t like me back.”
“Don’t be sad, for a great guy like you, she’ll definitely regret not cherishing you!” Xia Yuluo was about to feel sorry for that non-existent girl.
Fang Yuzhe was once again praised to the point of losing himself. Although he often heard compliments that were more specific and vivid than what she said, hearing it from her mouth felt completely different.
He decided to give something back.
“Xia Yuluo, has anyone ever complimented you on being beautiful?”
“Hm?” Yuluo raised her head. “My mom says I look good, and my dad says I’m pretty.” She laughed shyly afterward.
“Their opinions don’t count. I mean, have other boys complimented you? Have you ever dated?”
