Evolving infinitely from ground zero - Chapter 109

Chapter 109: 106, First Kiss_2

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The girl next door has blossomed, and silk stockings and cheongsams are here to entice.

Shen Qinghan looked very tempting in black stockings, like a ripe peach that makes one unable to resist taking a bite.

Feeling his body growing increasingly hot, Lin Zichen quickly found a topic to divert his attention and asked,

“The quality of this cheongsam and stockings seems pretty good. How much did you pay for each?”

“The cheongsam cost 5288 yuan, and the stockings, 2998 yuan a pair.”

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“What?”

Lin Zichen was stunned.

The heat that had just risen in his body instantly froze over at the prices Shen Qinghan quoted.

Together they’re over ten thousand yuan!

That’s so expensive?

It might make sense for the cheongsam to be expensive, but these thin stockings selling for thousands?

What’s going on?

Seeing Lin Zichen’s shocked expression, Shen Qinghan explained, “They’re brand-name goods, so they’re pricier.”

To prevent Lin Zichen from thinking she was a spendthrift, she quickly added, “I bought them with the prize money from topping the exams, not with my parents’ money.”

“But it’s still too expensive…”

Lin Zichen couldn’t comprehend, perhaps a bit too straight-laced.

In a weak voice, Shen Qinghan said, “Expensive ones are of better quality and less likely to get damaged. They last a long time, so actually, if you look at it over a longer period, it’s not much of a waste.”

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“It’s not a waste, not at all. Wearing something expensive feels comfortable, liking it yourself is what’s most important.”

Sensing that his lack of understanding may have dampened Shen Qinghan’s spirits, Lin Zichen quickly expressed his agreement.

Shen Qinghan shook her head slightly and pursed her soft, delicate lips, saying, “Whether I like it is not important, it’s most important that you like it.”

Lin Zichen stated, “I really like it; I was amazed the moment I lifted the covers.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Then that’s good.”

Shen Qinghan’s eyes bent into a slight smile.

No sooner had she finished speaking than she stretched her leg toward Lin Zichen and said with flushed cheeks, “These stockings feel very nice to the touch, do you want to feel them?”

“Then I’ll feel them.”

Lin Zichen placed his hand on Shen Qinghan’s leg and began to stroke it with a gentle touch.

The subtle rustling sound was very pleasing to the ears.

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It was as intoxicating as listening to the songs Shen Qinghan sang.

“How do they feel to your touch?”

Shen Qinghan’s face was extremely red, but she still asked.

While enjoying the wonderful sensation from his hand, Lin Zichen replied,

“I can only say that there’s a reason they’re sold at a high price, the touch is very good, quite comfortable to feel.”

“If I had bought cheap stockings, you wouldn’t be enjoying this feeling now.”

After speaking, she blushed even more, and with a coy voice said, “Do you think… maybe it’s just that my legs themselves feel good to the touch?”

“They complement each other. The stockings feel good, and your legs also feel very good.”

“Then… between the stockings and my legs, which feels better to you?”

As she asked this, Shen Qinghan’s tone was much more natural, not as shy as before.

As time went on, she had slowly gotten used to the feeling of wearing the stockings and no longer felt embarrassed being stared at by Lin Zichen.

Lin Zichen moved his hand to her bare foot, holding it gently in his hand, his heart in turmoil but trying to appear calm,

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“Then it’s definitely your legs that feel better.”

“I think so, too.”

Shen Qinghan was overjoyed inside.

Just then, there was a knock at the door, followed by Xu Meng’s voice: “Xiao Chen, your mom just sent over some daily necessities. I hung them on your doorknob. You can come out and pick them up later!”

Startled by Xu Meng’s voice, Lin Zichen instinctively withdrew his hand from Shen Qinghan’s leg.

But quickly he realized, he and Shen Qinghan were meant for each other, and both their parents were supportive. What was wrong with touching her leg?

Thinking this, he placed his hand back onto Shen Qinghan’s black silk-clad foot, feeling it as he replied, “Okay, I got it, Aunt Meng!”

Touching her feet felt more interesting than touching her legs, as he could hold her entire petite foot in his hand.

After Xu Meng had left,

Lin Zichen got up, opened the door and brought the bag inside.

Remembering the embarrassing incident when Shen Qinghan had stayed over last time, he immediately opened the bag to check, and sure enough, he found an ultra-thin condom.

Shaking his head, he threw it back into the bag, pretending he hadn’t seen it.

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It wasn’t that he didn’t want to eat her up, but it was too soon.

Their lips hadn’t even met yet, what’s the rush?

Straight to the end would be so bland; enjoying the slow process of getting closer was much more interesting.

“Aunt Xin already sent the stuff over, why don’t you stay over tonight?”

After speaking, Shen Qinghan added, “Ever since you started elementary school, you’ve never slept on my bed; it’s always been me sleeping on your bed. That’s not fair at all.”

“Then I’ll sleep over here more often,” Lin Zichen said with a smile.

Shen Qinghan huffed and said, “You’ll have many nights to sleep over then. You’ll have to sleep here hundreds of times to even out the frequency.”

“You’re keeping track?”

“Of course!”

“Then do I need to wet your bed as many times as you did mine?”

Lin Zichen teased Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan pouted in rebuttal, “That’s not the same at all, I didn’t do it on purpose.”

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“But I am teasing you on purpose.”

“Oh, you’re so annoying!” Shen Qinghan picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Lin Zichen caught the pillow, laughing as he threw it back.

The two of them began to toss pillows back and forth, playfully bantering with each other.

Unknowingly,

time had reached 1 AM.

Lin Zichen checked his phone and saw how late it was, then said to Shen Qinghan, “It’s so late, let’s go to sleep. Staying up is bad for a girl’s skin.”