"Are you, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm in great shape, how could anything be wrong, haha." You pretended to be dazed for a moment before standing up, and as you did so, you even rubbed your chest with your hand, as if that sensation was still there.
Afterwards, you firmly looked at Yan Zisu. Yan Zisu usually wore loose school uniforms, dressing very conservatively, which made it impossible to see any glimpse of her figure. To your surprise, the amount of clothing underneath she had on was quite shocking to you.
Even though you were already very familiar with this kind of sensation, every time you felt it, it seemed incredibly rapturous.
Half an hour later, Yan Zisu and you rode your bicycles home together.
On the way, both of you tried to keep your speed consistent, not riding too fast, and Yan Zisu would occasionally turn to look at you before silently turning back.
"What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?" You looked at Yan Zisu with some confusion.
