Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 162: Hugging Lesson

The angry Jiang Xueli lightly tapped Lin Zhengran's stomach with her little fist.

But the gesture was clearly more like an act of affection than actual hitting. She didn’t want to strike him, and she certainly didn’t have the strength to do so.

Lin Zhengran, while drying his hair, saw that she was being honest and stopped teasing her.

The only sound in the room was the blow-dryer, and the atmosphere felt even more awkward.

But now that Lin Zhengran had stopped talking and teasing her, it seemed like Jiang Xueli wasn’t too happy about it. She stared at the muscles on his stomach and found a topic to break the silence. “Zhengran... why aren’t you saying anything?”

“I thought you told me not to tease you, so I’m not talking now. Is that okay?”

Jiang Xueli bit her lip. “I said not to tease me, not that you can’t talk. When you don’t say anything, the atmosphere gets so weird.”

Lin Zhengran gave her a light tap on the head, and she quieted down, though this time he didn’t hit her, since his hands were busy with the blow-dryer.

“Zhengran.”

“What now?”

Jiang Xueli actually wanted to ask him why he still wasn’t speaking, but before she could, she changed the subject.

“You...” She tried to act casual. “Do you often work out at home? Your body is in such good shape...”

“Occasionally. As for building muscle, I guess I’ve just been lucky.”

“Lucky?”

The more nervous Jiang Xueli became, the more likely she was to say something silly. She giggled. “You think that’s luck?” She looked up at him. “Sometimes I think you’re just dumb. Your head doesn’t seem to work.”

Lin Zhengran glanced at Jiang Xueli, whose body was cute but far from toned. He thought, if it weren’t for luck, there was no way to explain Jiang Xueli’s figure.

So, he was right about the luck part.

Seeing Lin Zhengran’s slightly mischievous expression, Jiang Xueli, still holding her upper body, questioned him with a glare, “What are you staring at?”

Lin Zhengran didn’t bother to respond.

Jiang Xueli, however, noticed how seriously he was drying her hair. Though she didn’t say anything, she was secretly moved. After all, her feelings for him had been building up for years.

She tentatively reached out and touched Lin Zhengran’s hair. He was curious about what she was doing.

Jiang Xueli scrutinized him. “Big fool. I don’t want to compliment you, but how come you’re so good-looking, so handsome? Even your hair... Even when I mess it up, it still looks good.”

She made his hair fly up with a playful motion, then quietly chuckled to herself.

Lin Zhengran warned her: “Jiang Xueli, are you looking for trouble?”

Jiang Xueli, startled, quickly fixed his hair back to its original style.

“I won’t mess with it anymore, no need to get angry.”

After finishing the front part of her hair, Lin Zhengran said, “Turn around, I’ll do the back.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Xueli shifted in the bed, turning her back to him. Lin Zhengran gently held her long hair. Though it was thick, it didn’t have the same density as Han Wen’s hair, but it was very smooth to the touch.

“Zhengran... how far have you and He Qing gone?”

“We’ve held hands and linked arms.”

Jiang Xueli half-turned her head in surprise but quickly received a warning from Lin Zhengran to stay still.

She turned back to face the curtains, blinking her large, watery eyes a few times. She thought, That big fool really hasn’t watched those kinds of things, has he?

After all, He Qing was much sweeter than herself. If she were a guy in a relationship with He Qing, she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from getting physical. But Zhengran didn’t do anything like that.

Though this was Lin Zhengran showing his care for her, it also proved that he was really quite innocent.

“So, you’ve never hugged her?” Jiang Xueli asked.

“Hmm, not yet,” Lin Zhengran answered, “I’ve only hugged one certain fox, and I might have done it a little too many times.”

Jiang Xueli suddenly laughed, confirming her own thoughts. So, he’s a bit of a flirt, but still pure? She puffed out her chest, suddenly finding a strange kind of courage.

With one hand proudly over her chest, she closed her eyes and spoke confidently:

“I’m telling you, don’t think I’m like this, but I actually know a lot about certain things. If you don’t know, let me teach you how to hug a girl. Otherwise, you big fool might make a fool of yourself when you try to hug someone later.”

Lin Zhengran looked at her curiously but didn’t refuse. “Alright, but why do you know so much?”

“Well...” Jiang Xueli hesitated, then answered proudly, “I’m a girl, and I’m also a singer. Singers are very attentive, so I understand a lot about relationships between men and women! That’s it!”

“Wow, you’re impressive.” Lin Zhengran complimented her.

Jiang Xueli bit her lip, trying to hide her satisfaction. “Well, once your hair is done, I’ll teach you how to hug. There are different ways.”

“Okay.”

The silly girl, Lin Zhengran thought to himself. He was curious to see what tricks she had up her sleeve.

Once the hairdryer was set aside, Lin Zhengran spoke. “Alright, hair’s done. Now you can teach me.”

Jiang Xueli took a deep breath, then turned back around to face him.

In this atmosphere, she still felt nervous. “Let’s turn off the lights first,” she suggested.

Lin Zhengran used the remote to turn off the lights, and the room immediately fell into darkness. He couldn’t help but smile in the dim light but quickly composed himself. “And then?”

Jiang Xueli, remembering the things she had seen before, although those works were not suitable for children, only the pure love aspects stayed with her. So hugging was always a necessary part in those works:

“Then... we’ll move closer, and I’ll do it myself.”

She shifted her position a little, closing the distance between them.

Jiang Xueli could feel her heart pounding fast, almost like it was going to leap out of her chest.

“Open your arms,” she instructed.

Lin Zhengran complied.

Jiang Xueli continued, “I’ll teach you the first method, how a guy should react when a girl hugs him first.” She looked at Lin Zhengran’s upper body. “I’m going to hug you now, but don’t talk or get nervous. Don’t be nervous, okay?”

Seeing him nod gently, Jiang Xueli cautiously touched Lin Zhengran’s skin with her small hand.

She pulled back a little in surprise, but maybe it was the role she was playing as a teacher that gave her courage. She gritted her teeth and made a bold move.

She directly wrapped her arms around Lin Zhengran and buried her face in his chest.

Luckily, the room was dark, or Jiang Xueli’s face would have been entirely red by now—her ears even turned bright red.

Her forehead rested against Lin Zhengran’s chest, and she could clearly smell the unique scent that belonged to him.

Her hands, trembling and nervous, tightly clung to the firm muscles on his back.

Lin Zhengran didn’t speak at first but noticed how fast her breathing was. She was so close that he could feel her breath clearly against his chest. She had just washed her hair, and the scent was intoxicating.

Jiang Xueli’s voice became small and cautious: “Now, it’s the girl’s turn to hug you... How do you feel? Tell me your thoughts.”

Lin Zhengran actually took a moment to feel it and then answered seriously:

“It feels pretty good. You smell nice. When your breath hits my chest, it feels a little ticklish. And your face feels a bit hot against me, but it’s warm. But my arms are getting sore from holding them up.”

Embarrassed, Jiang Xueli quickly said, “No... don’t go into such detail! Just a simple comment is fine.”

“A simple comment? Then I’ll just say it’s nice.”

“Okay, then you need to respond to me. When a girl hugs you first, the guy can’t just stay still. He needs to hug back too. Try putting your hands on my back like I’m doing.”

“Oh, I see. Let me give it a try?”

Jiang Xueli nodded slightly.

Then Lin Zhengran placed his hands on Jiang Xueli’s back.

As soon as she felt his hands there, Jiang Xueli was about to ask how it felt, but then she suddenly noticed that Lin Zhengran had applied a bit more force, pulling her fully into his embrace.

“Zheng... Zhengran!” she gasped, startled.

Lin Zhengran was curious. “What’s wrong? Didn’t you say I should hug your back? I haven’t done anything else. What comes next?”

“I... I need to think,” she mumbled, her brain short-circuiting from how close they were. “Let’s just stay like this for a while. Let me think if there’s anything else I should remember.”

“You can take your time, no rush.”

Everything grew quiet. Jiang Xueli could clearly feel how Lin Zhengran was holding her, and it felt oddly comforting. There was a slight sense of urgency mixed with security, as though she was needed by him. It was an indescribable feeling.

And it was really comfortable. Lin Zhengran’s muscles were solid, and being held by him felt much better than she had imagined.

At that moment, all Jiang Xueli could think was that she wanted time to stop and stay in this moment forever.

She closed her eyes and hugged him tightly, her mind filled with memories of their time together.

She wasn’t sure how much time had passed.

Lin Zhengran noticed that Jiang Xueli was smiling with a peaceful expression, not saying anything. He leaned in close to her ear and asked, “Still haven’t remembered?”

Startled, Jiang Xueli jumped and opened her eyes.

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She quickly responded, “You idiot! How could it be so easy to think of? It’ll take a while! Why are you so impatient? Don’t you think holding me like this is nice? Why are you asking so many questions?”

“It is nice, but don’t you think we look a little awkward like this? Your legs are straight, but your body is tilted, and your waist is twisted. Normally, hugging should feel comfortable, right?”

“Is it?” Jiang Xueli hadn’t even noticed that.

She lowered her head and smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the tension. “Not bad, big fool. You’re starting to get it, but...”

“How about we lie down and hug? That way our bodies won’t be twisted.”

“Good idea... Let’s do that.”

There was a sound of them lying down on the bed, but hugging while lying down felt completely different from sitting.

Jiang Xueli lay on the bed, looking at Lin Zhengran’s face, which was now just a hair’s breadth away from hers.

The strange atmosphere made her shy all of a sudden. She didn’t expect that just changing positions would create such a big difference in how it felt.

“Wait, wait, Zhengran! Let’s not lie down yet. Let go of me first...” She pushed his hands away.

Lin Zhengran couldn’t help but laugh.

Jiang Xueli’s eyes widened in panic. She didn’t see any curiosity for knowledge in his eyes—only the mischievous glint of someone teasing her.

“Zhengran... you want me to...”

Just as she was about to speak, he pulled her even closer.

Jiang Xueli’s face was buried in his neck.

Lin Zhengran chuckled, “Want you? I’m just not very good at this. Keep going.”

“Liar... you think I’m stupid?” Jiang Xueli bit her lip, her voice suddenly tinged with a little sadness. “I really hate you. You’re the person I hate the most in the world...”

She finished saying that and wrapped her arms around his back again.