Xingsu wandered for a long time, finally drooping his face in dismay: "Yes...but I suddenly forgot what I was going to say..."

"It's okay, then wait until I remember it." Xuan Yue still had a faint warm smile on her lips, and turned around, "It's OK at any time."

Xingsu secretly hated his cowardice in his heart, just say it out loud. What should he do if he has so many concerns?

"If I confess my love and he refuses, then I'm not embarrassed..." She had asked Youmeng like this.

Youmeng said: "Even if he rejects you, what can you do? You are still the heroic Wu Xingsu."

But Wu Xingsu, why can't you be at all free at this time? How great if you can move forward like Youmeng and let go of everything in pursuit of love?

She quietly glanced at Xuan Yue beside her with her light, thinking in her heart that evening, she and Youmeng were walking on the street.

"Then what will I do next after I confess my love?" she asked Youmeng.

Youmeng curled her lips and smiled wickedly: "Come on, I will teach you the secret to flirting with the little brother step by step, you must learn it carefully."

Xingsu stopped with her and the two stood side by side.

"From now on, pretend you are Mr. Jin, and I am you."

After Youmeng Yang said that, they resumed walking.

"When you are walking, don't just talk, pay attention to you and his hands."

Youmeng said as she looked down and looked between the two of them, and Xingsu also looked at them.

"Don't stay too far away from him. It should sway with the natural movements of walking..." Youmeng said, and his slender jade hand rubbed against Xingsu's back and forth as he alternated, "like a willow branch, brushing his hand intentionally or unintentionally."

Xingshi entered himself and Xuanyue, and for a moment he was embarrassed, so he moved his hand away.

"This small move is to arouse the other party's urge to hold your hand in subconsciously." Youmeng continued her words and deeds, "But if the other party doesn't respond, then you should be firm and hold his hand."

Xingshi was stunned: "I'm holding him?"

"Then otherwise you are waiting for him to hold you?" Youmeng looked at her, "The initiative is in his hands, and that is not something you can control. If you can stand it, then wait."

Xingsu raised his hand in embarrassment and looked at him: "Holding hands...how embarrassing..."

Youmeng said seriously: "If you want to pull each other in one fell swoop, you must hold this hand."

"But it wouldn't be strange if I suddenly held someone's hand?"

Youmeng shook her index finger, as if she had expected her to ask: "Girl, don't be so honest. Who said that holding hands must be deliberately held?"

Xingsu was stunned.

"You only need a little trick."

After saying that, Youmeng turned around and continued walking with her.

"When you walk, walk... suddenly!"

Youmeng pretended to sprain her ankle and staggered, "Hey?" Xingsu was caught off guard and hurriedly reached out to help her.

Unexpectedly, Youmeng grabbed her hand tightly and raised it to show off in front of her eyes: "Did you see it? Isn't you holding it?"

Xingsu opened his eyes wide and stared at their tangled hands, as if he had some insight.

"Everyone will have this instinctive reaction to help you up, and this is your best chance to get off the phone."

"But isn't this really a deliberate one?" Xingsu muttered, thinking that it seemed even more scheming.

Youmeng felt that she was unspeakable and held her forehead, "Please, don't deliberately make it yourself, just don't let him see it?" She emphasized again, "This is a very practical routine, you must remember it."
Chapter completed!