<b>Chapter </b><b>160 </b>
ording to the project, holding hands, hugging, and kissing were charged. I had previously agreed to this, and now that Josh has <b>said </b>it, he definitely
knew about it.
It seemed like there was more to that night after he beat up that man from the blind date, but he never told me. I really didn’t know what to think about
Josh.
However, he didn’t kiss me. Instead, he dragged me out of the crowd and ran away.
This was my first time running in the bustling city. I was surrounded by surprised gazes. They didn’t understand why Josh and I were running, but they consciously made way.
Hence, on the crowded street, people moved aside. Josh and I ran among them. He held my hand and looked at me from time to time. This scene was beautiful and illusory, like something out of a movie.
The wind messed up my long hair. Looking at Josh, who was pulling me and running, I suddenly felt like I was eloping with him.
It wasn’t until I was out of breath that Josh slowed down and finally stopped.
I panted heavily, and so did Josh. We looked at each other, and his hand
was
still holding mine. My heart was beating faster than ever.
It was the eleration after the sprint. It was also because Josh gave me an experience I had never experienced before. Neither of us spoke until our breathing gradually stabilized.
However, Josh did not show any signs of letting go of my hand. I even saw his Adam’s apple move again. I couldn’t help but do the same. The atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.
My heart beat faster. When I swallowed again, I broke the silence. “Why are you pulling me away?”
“If I don’t run… should we kiss?” Josh<i>‘ </i>
swords made me blush.
I had nothing else to say. I could only try my best to pull my hand back<b>, </b>but Josh did not let go. I raised my leg in anger and stomped on his foot.
He let go in pain and I quickly fled. Behind me, he chuckled, and my face burned a little hotter.
“I want <i>to </i>eat this.” Josh silently followed behind me. When my shyness and blush subsided, he stopped me in front of a cotton candy shop.
I said that I was the one who treated him to whatever he wanted, so I naturally couldn’t ignore him.
I stopped and looked at the cotton candy shop. There were all kinds of cotton candy. It was really dazzling. It made me drool, too.
I liked cotton candy, but I didn’t show it. Instead, I asked Josh, “Which one do you want?”
“What about you?” he asked me instead.
I looked at it and pointed to various small cotton candies. “Give me one of each of these.”
Then I looked at Josh. “What about you?”
Josh pointed at the ssic one. “I want this kind.”
When we were both done, I paid. Josh did not argue paid, it would make me feel even more indebted to him.
with
me
about paying. This made me feel veryfortable. I had said that I w
<b>eat </b><b>him</b><b>. </b><b>If </b><b>he </b>
“Is yours delicious?” Josh suddenly asked me while I was eating happily.
I nced at the cotton candy in his hand and saw that he didn’t eat any of it. “Do you want to eat mine again?<b>” </b>
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“<b>Yes</b><b>, </b>it looks <b>delicious</b><b>. </b><b>Josh’s </b><b>words </b>made me want to roll <b>my </b>eyes.
<b>thought</b><b>, </b>‘Why <b>didn’t </b>you choose this one then? Now, you want to eat it.‘
<b>“</b><b>Yours </b>should be delicious too. It’s the most ssic one,” I coaxed him like a child.
<b>Anyway</b>, I wouldn’t trade with him. I liked to eat fruit–vored cotton candy.
<b>“</b>Then try it.” Josh raised the cotton candy in his hand to my mouth.
I instinctively tilted my head to the side, but he raised it again as if he would stop if I didn’t eat it.
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<b><i>AD </i></b>