64: Now that you are here, come to my house and have a seat.

As expected, Pan Sixuan suddenly ran over, her face flushed. Her steps were a little flustered, and her hair gently fluttered in the wind.

She lowered her head and said in a trembling voice:

"Stinky little brother, my… my car broke down. Are you free? Can you give me a ride home? It's very close."

Actually, she was lying. Her car wasn't broken at all; she just wanted to spend more time with Jiang Feng.

Pan Sixuan secretly encouraged herself in her heart:

"Just this once, let me be willful this once. If Jiang Feng isn't free, then forget it!"

A mischievous smile played on Jiang Feng's lips. He was naturally very free.

After all this effort, it was finally time for him to reap the rewards.

Jiang Feng turned his head, patted the back seat of his car, and said with a smile:

"Of course, you can, Sister Sixuan. Come on up."

After speaking, he opened his phone and sent a text message to Zheng Yiyun: Aunt Yiyun, I'm staying at a classmate's house tonight and won't be coming back. You should rest early.

The reply came quickly, almost instantly: Okay, then be careful. Auntie will wait for you to come back, don't forget… there's still a secret lesson tomorrow night…

A smile curled at Jiang Feng's lips. He was truly too busy these days.

He replied: Okay, Aunt Yiyun, I'm really looking forward to it!

On the other side, Pan Sixuan carefully climbed onto the motorcycle. She gently gripped Jiang Feng's clothes with both hands, her body trembling slightly, like a startled fawn.

"Okay, okay…" she said softly, her voice almost inaudible.

"Hold on tight!"

Jiang Feng started the motorcycle, and the roar of the engine broke the quiet of the night.

The car slowly drove out, and the wind whistled past their ears.

Pan Sixuan's body unconsciously leaned forward, pressing tightly against Jiang Feng.

She could feel the pleasant scent coming from Jiang Feng, and this smell made her cheeks burn.

She secretly thought to herself, "This feeling is so wonderful. I seem to be a little greedy for this feeling."

Thinking of this, she unconsciously pressed even closer.

Jiang Feng also felt Pan Sixuan's closeness. He deliberately sped up, and the car sped along the road.

He occasionally braked, and he could feel that astonishing softness.

And Pan Sixuan, behind him, was so startled that she tightly hugged Jiang Feng's waist. She could feel Jiang Feng's firm back, and that touch made her heart flutter.

"Sister Sixuan, hold on tight, don't fall off."

Pan Sixuan gently punched Jiang Feng's back and said coquettishly:

"Stinky little brother, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"

But her voice carried a hint of shyness, without any trace of blame, but rather a unique charm.

Streetlights flashed by one by one, and their shadows on the ground lengthened and shortened.

Finally, they arrived downstairs at Pan Sixuan's home.

"Sister Sixuan, we're here! I also need to go home. I haven't eaten so late, I'm almost starving."

Jiang Feng stopped the car, but Pan Sixuan didn't get off immediately.

She sat on the car, hesitated for a moment, and thought to herself, "Am I just going to let him go? I feel a little reluctant."

She bit her lip, gathered her courage, and said:

"Stinky little brother, since you're already here, come up to my place and sit for a bit. I'll treat you to dinner and cook it myself."

Jiang Feng was slightly startled, then smiled and said:

"Okay, then I'll trouble Sister Sixuan."

Pan Sixuan smiled happily. She got off the car, tidied her clothes, and said:

"Let's go, my home is just upstairs."

This was an old residential area that had withstood the test of time. It seemed to be allocation housing built by state-owned enterprises for employees in the last century.

The exterior of the apartment building was old and dilapidated, with large patches of paint peeling off, revealing the dull gray concrete underneath.

The walls in the stairwell were already mottled, with cracks crisscrossing them, like an old face covered in deep wrinkles.

There were also various colorful small advertisements haphazardly pasted on the walls, here and there, like ugly patches.

The lights in the stairwell were dim and yellow, like candles in the wind, emitting a faint and flickering light, barely illuminating the narrow space.

Pan Sixuan bit her lip and whispered:

"Stinky little brother, this house is a bit old. I saved money for several years before I bought it from an old couple who were going abroad."

Jiang Feng smiled:

"How could that be? This kind of house is very common. I also lived in one when I was little. The neighbors were all very enthusiastic, and there were many children to play with me. On the contrary, after moving, I don't even know who my neighbors are anymore."

The two walked into the stairwell. The lights in the stairwell were a bit dim, and Pan Sixuan's sneakers made a "tap tap" sound on the stairs.

Jiang Feng followed behind her, looking at her graceful back, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

When they arrived at Pan Sixuan's door, she gently turned the key, and the door slowly opened.

A gentle smile hung on her face, and she gestured to the side, inviting Jiang Feng into the house.

Stepping into the house, a warm atmosphere enveloped them.

Pan Sixuan turned on the living room light, and soft light spilled into every corner.

The house was not large, but the interior was elegantly and warmly decorated.

The living room was simply yet warmly furnished. Against the wall stood a height chart with cute cartoon patterns, on which were marks from the child's different growth stages, witnessing Pan Sixuan's daughter's growth bit by bit.

On the sofa were several charming plush toys, clearly Pan Sixuan's daughter's treasures, including a pink pig and a snow-white bear. They sat or lay, as if quietly waiting for their little owner to return.

"I'm going to change my clothes first. Wait for me, okay…?"

Pan Sixuan was currently wearing a camisole and yoga pants, which were covered in sweat due to her workout.

She walked into the bedroom and opened the wardrobe, which was filled with various clothes.

Pan Sixuan looked at the lace in the corner… her eyes flickered, clearly engaged in an intense internal struggle.

She gently bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, but still put it on.

Then, Pan Sixuan took out a T-shirt and a white pleated skirt. She hadn't worn this outfit in a long time.

After changing her clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror and felt that she instantly looked several years younger.

She also put on some light makeup and applied some lipstick to make her complexion look better.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction:

"Today, I must let Stinky little brother see my most beautiful side!"

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