Spend Money on Goddess, Use more! Gain more!-Chapter 384 - 225: Liu Feng’s Girlfriend Is a Goddess? Sorry, She’s Mine Now!

Chapter 384: Chapter 225: Liu Feng’s Girlfriend Is a Goddess? Sorry, She’s Mine Now!

Wu Wei couldn’t be happier.

Increasing the favorability by 5 points meant that Feng Yushi had just felt a spark for him!

Indeed, appropriate physical contact is very effective in increasing the favorability of girls, especially those who have never been in a relationship.

Time quietly slipped away with the subtle friction of brush and canvas.

Under Feng Yushi’s "hand-in-hand" guidance, Wu Wei, with his hands enhanced by the "Power Pill" and "Instrument Mastery Card," quickly mastered the basic skills of controlling the brush and could even create simple brush strokes.

He even completed a simple work—a somewhat abstract red apple.

As the lesson ended, Feng Yushi lowered her head and noticed a small smudge of red paint on the back of Wu Wei’s distinctly jointed, fair and slender hand.

She let out a small "oh," immediately taking a tissue from her small bag, soaked it in scentless turpentine, and naturally pulled his hand over to carefully wipe it clean.

Her actions began gently, focused on cleaning the stain.

But as she wiped, her fingers unconsciously lingered over Wu Wei’s perfect hand, joints, and long fingers, squeezing gently, feeling the warmth and outline of the skin and bones.

A look of total immersion, unwilling to let go.

Wu Wei let her continue, feeling the cool yet soft touch of her fingertips, while unabashedly appreciating her beauty from up close.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window onto her profile, her delicate skin glistening with a pearly sheen, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her lips pursed slightly due to unconscious movements—

Everything was so beautiful it made his heart flutter...

Feng Yushi finished wiping and was about to say something to Wu Wei, only to meet his intense, burning gaze.

With a sudden "boom," Feng Yushi felt a rush of heat straight to her head, her cheeks instantly turning crimson.

Her heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, and she hurriedly averted her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

She let go of Wu Wei’s hand, trying to draw back.

However, Wu Wei gently grasped it, with a grip not strong yet impossible to escape.

The air in the studio seemed to grow thick and ambiguous, with only the soft sounds of their breathing remaining.

Wu Wei looked at the stunningly beautiful face flushed red with shyness in front of him, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, and his body involuntarily leaned forward slightly, lowering his head as he slowly approached those enticing lips...

"Creak"...

Just as he was about to touch them, the studio door was suddenly pushed open.

Feng Yuzhou entered, rubbing his hands and hunching his shoulders, complaining, "Sis, why is there not even an internet café near your school? I played two rounds of games outside and my hands are nearly frozen..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because he saw his sister sitting there with a blazing red face, flustered, while Wu Wei was leaning forward, very close, with one hand still holding his sister’s hand...

That posture, that atmosphere, even a fool could tell how untimely his entrance was.

Wu Wei’s movements halted awkwardly, a wave of speechlessness washing over him, as if a thousand alpacas were galloping through his mind.

Feng Yuzhou, oh Feng Yuzhou, I thought you were quite tactful before, knowing to leave and give me and your sister space to be alone.

Why did you have to come back at this crucial moment?

He cast a resigned glance at Feng Yuzhou, slowly stood up, and released Feng Yushi’s hand, moving naturally, as if he had just been leaning forward to look at the painting.

Feng Yuzhou awkwardly scratched his head, feeling the air in the studio grow tense, but somehow warm.

He looked at his sister, whose face was red as a ripe apple, avoiding eye contact, then at Wu Wei, whose expression was calm but seemed to have a hint of "regret" and "blame" in his eyes. His heart skipped a beat: Oh no, oh no! Did I just interrupt Brother Wu and my sister’s "moment"?

He hurriedly let out a dry laugh, trying to remedy the situation, "Well... it seems quite cold in here too. I, I’ll just go out and enjoy the sun then, it’s a nice day, you guys continue, go on!"

He turned to leave.

"No need, stay."

Wu Wei took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse of that almost romantic moment, and regained his calm smile, "I’ve learned quite enough today."

Feng Yushi quickly glanced up at Wu Wei.

She quietly let out a sigh of relief in her heart, but it was mixed with an indescribable touch of disappointment.

When Wu Wei leaned closer to her just now, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, filled with both anticipation and nervousness.

Though they were interrupted, the lingering feeling of heart-pounding anticipation still rippled through her heart.

Wu Wei looked at Feng Yushi’s flushed cheeks and felt satisfied.

The 64 points of favorability were right there; the kiss, whether it happened or not, was just a matter of time. He wasn’t rushing at this particular moment.

Moreover, this unspoken mutual understanding, separated by only a thin veil of ambiguity, the tentative explorations, the blushing-heart-pounding contact, the gazes intertwining with words left unspoken...

The process itself was something he enjoyed even more, almost addictively.

Allowing this vague and beautiful state to continue a little longer, waiting for the emotional foundation to solidify and the timing to mature, might just be a more wonderful choice.

Feng Yuzhou awkwardly came over, and the three of them together started tidying up the easels and scattered art supplies.

Wu Wei picked up his "apple" masterpiece and the waxed plum sketch Feng Yushi gave him, rolled them up and put them away.