My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 77 The Girl Tastes Sweet

Chapter 77: Chapter 77 The Girl Tastes Sweet

Fu Ying had no idea what her older brother was up to, and she felt a vague sense of unease.

She was deliberately seated next to Shen Liguang, while the others sat at random.

Ying Haoyang couldn’t wait any longer, urging, "Hurry up, stop dawdling."

"What’s the rush." Fu Yan laughed casually, holding the empty bottle, about to spin it like a pro.

"Before we start the game, let’s go over the rules. Whoever the bottle points at has to choose truth or dare. If you can’t answer, you have to drink, no backing out."

Someone mocked coldly, "As if we don’t all know the rules already. Let’s just get started."

"Hey, my little sister is here, it’s her first time, and she doesn’t know the rules." Fu Yan turned his head, looking at Fu Ying, "Okay?"

Fu Ying started to panic. She was afraid that Fu Yan would ask her very private questions, and she was afraid she couldn’t answer them.

Before she had a chance to speak, Fu Yan had already spoken up: "I’ll go first."

Out of the six people, aside from Fu Ying, there was one other girl, and the rest were boys.

The game started normally enough, except some of the questions were quite lewd, and Fu Ying blushed red as she listened.

Until it was Fu Yan’s turn again, this time he spun the bottle to Shen Liguang.

Fu Yan raised an eyebrow, smilingly asking, "Brother Li Guang, truth or dare?"

Shen Liguang: "Dare."

"Dare it is." Fu Yan pretended to think, "There are only two girls here. Pick one to have a close-up eye-contact for ten seconds. I’m being lenient here; if it were anyone else, it’d be a kiss."

"Oh, right, she’s my girlfriend." Fu Yan pulled the other girl tightly into his arms.

Fu Ying flinched: "..."

There were only two girls, one being Fu Ying, and the other Fu Yan’s girlfriend.

Did Shen Liguang have any other choice?

Seeing Shen Liguang hesitating, Fu Yan took delight in his misfortune.

"Brother Li Guang, you’ve got to accept the consequences of the game."

Ying Haoyang on the side sneered, "Does that mean he has to pick the little Lolita?"

At that moment, everyone looked towards Fu Ying.

Fu Ying’s nervousness gripped her clothes, her heart about to leap out.

She knew this game wouldn’t be simple.

"Come on, bro, it’s just making eye contact, how hard could it be? Don’t be shy."

Someone got impatient, lacking patience and urging them on.

Fu Yan watched, thoroughly amused.

Ying Haoyang was anxious on the side, wondering why such a great opportunity wasn’t coming his way.

Fu Ying’s lips were bitten red, and she heard him ask, "Is that okay?"

He sought her consent very cautiously and carefully.

Fu Ying’s tense body was rigid, and because everyone was egging her on, she couldn’t refuse and just nodded slightly.

It was just eye-contact, nothing wrong with that.

Fu Yan reminded from the side: "Get a little closer, it’s no dare if you’re that far from each other."

Feeling awkward, Fu Ying sat up straight, and because of what Fu Yan said, he leaned closer and closer.

The man’s gentle eyes were so deep, reflecting her own image within them.

He drew near, his scent enveloping her from all around, intertwining with her breath.

Fu Ying almost forgot to breathe, feeling unsteady, her eyelashes trembling slightly, wanting to escape.

Shen Liguang pursed his lips tightly, his gaze unintentionally falling on her nervously bitten red lips.

He cursed in his heart, struggling to restrain himself.

At that moment, someone pushed Shen Liguang.

Suddenly, his body leaned towards her, Fu Ying felt a warmth on her lips, then her body fell heavily back into the sofa.

She just... had been kissed...

Fu Ying’s face blushed to the tip of her ears.

"Sorry."

Shen Liguang looked at her awkwardly, his arms propped up on either side of her, his gaze growing darker.

He quickly moved away from her and sat up straight.

Laughter and teasing filled the room.

"Hahaha, didn’t you just get a kiss?"

Fu Ying felt her ears burning hot as she hurriedly tried to explain: "No, not at all."

Shen Liguang pursed his lips, his gaze intense: "Not at all."

Ying Haoyang, watching the little loli’s face blush with jealousy, couldn’t stand it: "Fu Yan, what are you doing pushing me like that?"

Fu Yan looked innocent: "I didn’t. My girlfriend just pushed me and I accidentally bumped into you."

Fu Ying glanced at Fu Yan.

She was sure the kid definitely did it on purpose.

After this little episode, Fu Ying felt that there was a subtle change in the atmosphere between her and Shen Liguang.

When it was time to go home, he explained to Fu Ying: "Just now, Brother didn’t do it on purpose."

Fu Ying’s face was still red, she didn’t dare to look at him, and just nodded hastily: "I, I know."

Shen Liguang fixated on the little girl’s face, feeling unbearably hot.

On the way home, Fu Yan, reveling in schadenfreude, said: "How was it? Did Brother do well?"

Fu Ying looked out the window, speaking uncomfortably: "Brother, can you, can you not do this in the future."

Deep into the night.

Fu Ying lay in bed, still feeling tumultuous inside from that dragonfly-touch of a kiss, unable to calm down for a long time.

She covered her face with the blanket, her fingers gently touching her lips, feeling embarrassingly hot, and suddenly, she let out a silly laugh.

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

She turned over, lay on the bed, and pulled out the letter from under the pillow, deciding to send it off tomorrow.

Tomorrow she had to return to the unit, but Shen Liguang, as if possessed, drove his car to the foot of Fu Ying’s building.

Looking up at that room, there were no lights on—she must be asleep.

Right, who wouldn’t be asleep at such a late hour?

Probably only someone like him, tormented inside, unable to sleep from unrequited love.

Shen Liguang didn’t know when he began to have special feelings for the little girl, but whenever she appeared, he was spellbound.

Shen Liguang suddenly let out a low chuckle.

He couldn’t help but reminisce.

The girl is said to be wild, she seems obedient, but she tastes... sweet.

She, truly, is different.

...

Because there was an exam the following day, they didn’t have evening self-study on Wednesday.

Lin Lishan ran off to class (1), handing the love letter to that boy.

Fu Ying waited for her while daydreaming.

Lin Lishan patted her shoulder: "Sis, I’m really going to be in love this time."

Fu Ying nodded: "Congratulations? May you have children at an early age?"

"That blessing is a bit premature, huh?"

"I just want you to receive my blessings early."

"Okay, I’ll take them."

After parting with Lin Lishan at the bus stop, Fu Ying didn’t go home but instead went to the post office to send the letter.

However, a detailed address was needed, so Fu Ying had to send it as a courier package instead.

The courier guy asked her: "What are you sending?"

Fu Ying was at a loss for words.

The guy glanced at her pink letter and understood: "Ah, a letter. It costs the same as a regular courier package. Just fill out the address, recipient, phone number, and the sender’s name."

Fu Ying nodded, took the pen, and started to fill out the address.

When it came to filling out the recipient’s name, Fu Ying paused, and in the end, she wrote down "General."

When writing the sender’s name, she looked up at the guy and asked: "Can I leave the sender blank?"

"You can, just make sure the recipient’s details are clear."

Fu Ying put away the pen and handed over the letter.

The guy took a look: "Local?"

Fu Ying nodded.

The guy nodded: "Alright, I’ll have it delivered to you tonight."