Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 184: 143 High Sweetness: Wanwan Takes the Initiative, a Heartfelt Kiss (2 More)_2

He had been at this place for a few years before, and there was nothing novel about it. Jiang Yanting found a spot to stand, his silhouette elongated and forlorn under the lights. During that time, quite a few people came to chat him up, but he rejected each one of them.

When he came to his senses, he realized that Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan had disappeared, presumably wandering off somewhere else.

The campus was bustling. Jiang Jinsang naturally held Tang Wan’s hand tightly in his own, walking forward along a path…

The moonlight was faint, the street lamps dim. The farther they got from the crowd, the more the rows of trees on both sides blocked the light, muting the noisy applause. Tang Wan’s heartbeat was racing.

“Did you have dances like this when you were in school?” Perhaps due to the excessive quiet around them, Jiang Jinsang’s voice was somewhat subdued.

“Yeah, there were lots of school parties and dances, and I went to a few.”

At these school functions, the majority of participants were single men and women hoping that such an event might lead to meeting someone of the opposite sex and the start of a romance.

Jiang Jinsang pursed his lips, “Can you dance?”

“I learned a bit when I was younger, but then my mom got sick… I never picked it up again after she passed away. Now my body’s all stiff, and I can’t even bend down…”

Tang Wan was talking about herself when she noticed Jiang Jinsang suddenly stopped walking. Because their hands were clasped together, her steps halted as well, causing her to look up at him.

By now, no voices could be heard, only the rustling of wind in the leaves and the ever-quickening beat of Tang Wan’s heart.

“What’s wrong?” Tang Wan asked with a slight frown, “Are you not feeling well?”

It was dark around them, and the moonlight filtered through the branches, casting a thin halo on Jiang Jinsang.

His gaze was deep yet tender as he leaned in slightly, still holding her hand.

“College is such a vibrant and vigorous time. I just regret not having met you sooner, not being able to see you in those days… It makes me feel a bit sour inside…”

“Do you think this counts as jealousy?”

Tang Wan looked up at him, his smile carrying a trace of helplessness.

Under the moonlight, his skin was almost ethereally pale. In her chest, it felt as though something was crashing about—perhaps the pounding of a deer’s hooves, relentlessly thumping against her ribcage.

“Do you think I’m quite the jealous type?” Jiang Jinsang asked as he raised his hand to ruffle her hair.

“I want to be part of your future, and I find myself even wanting to have been part of your past.”

“I want you all to myself, completely, just for me.”

“Is that too greedy?”

her mind fogged by

and tiptoed to give him a gentle kiss on the lips. As her toes touched the ground, her fingers still

never crossed his mind that Tang

is the first time I’ve

“Still feeling sour?”

and sweet, softened further by the night breeze, as if

agreed to seriously try dating, Tang Wan naturally took a

person opposite her took a long time to respond, turning her cheeks red, feeling both anxious and

she been too

clearly feel his breathing

night wind was cool, yet it

it felt as though his heart had been

Thrown into complete turmoil.

fact, he had been

…

afar, accompanied by hearty laughter.

The next second,

touched the ground as her body was lifted slightly, half-embraced and hidden behind a tree. Tang Wan’s hands instinctively grabbed the sleeves of his shirt, and when she gathered her

on her waist, confining her under him, as he whispered in

was quite common in schools, and as everyone talked about their

feeling that she must have lost her mind a moment

you want to

“I didn’t run away!”

in front, she could only straighten her

you afraid of ruining your sweater?” Jiang Jinsang said

and the rough bark hooked slightly, definitely pulling some threads. She

kissed me

choked up—this kind of thing, better not to

“Not talking again?”

he spoke, he leaned in

…

was pounding wildly, feeling like

to say something, when Jiang Jinsang lowered his head

rustled through the leaves around them, accompanied by laughter from near and far, the moonlight dim, everything

not

…

Wan had never done something so bold, her heart was about to leap out, she raised her

now it seemed no matter how hard she tried,

inherently always