"Don't touch me," Rose said with a straight and serious face, looking forward and refusing to meet my eyes.
But even as she said that, she wasn't resisting or pulling her hand away at all. We continued walking side by side deeper into the market, our fingers still gently intertwined, her soft palm warm against mine.
As we walked through the crowded market, I glanced at Rose occasionally, hoping to say something that would cheer her up. But her mood was still sour. She kept her face turned slightly away from me, lips pressed together in that cute pout, making it clear she was still annoyed. I had no idea how to coax her out of it.
She suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned to the side. I followed her gaze, curious about what had caught her attention.
"Oh my god, it's so pretty!" Rose exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with genuine excitement as she stared at a small street stall.
The stall was filled with all kinds of beautiful accessories and wearables made for women, delicate earrings, colorful bracelets, hair clips with flowers, necklaces, and cute summer scarves. Everything sparkled under the bright market lights, looking feminine and charming.
Without hesitation, she rushed toward the stall, still holding my hand tightly and pulling me along with her.
Her sundress swayed around her smooth thighs with each eager step, and I couldn't help but notice how her perky breasts bounced as she rushed to the stall.
"It's so gorgeous." Rose let go of my hand and bent down, her eyes sparkling with pure delight as she stared at a beautiful bracelet on the stall.
The movement caused her cream sundress to ride up slightly on her smooth, pale thighs, giving a teasing view of her long legs and the soft curve of her ass.
The bracelet was genuinely stunning, with delicate floral carvings and small diamond-like stones that sparkled brightly under the sunlight, making it look even more elegant and expensive.
'Great!' I shouted happily in my head. I had just found the perfect way to cheer her up again and turn this date around.
"Do you like it?" I leaned in close beside her, my shoulder gently brushing against hers.
"Yes, I want to wear it." she replied, her voice full of excitement like a child seeing her favorite candy in a store.
I turned to the seller and asked about the price.
"You are going to buy this for me?" Rose asked, looking up at me with wide, surprised eyes that sparkled with a mix of disbelief and budding joy, her cheeks still carrying that adorable blush from earlier.
"Of course, It's our date after all. Take it as a gift from me." I said with a warm smile, my heart feeling lighter as I looked at her excited expression.
I was glad she was happy again. The moment she slipped the bracelet onto her slender wrist, her entire mood brightened, her eyes sparkling with joy.
"See, see! How does it look?" Rose lifted her hand excitedly in front of me, showing off the bracelet on her delicate wrist. She shook it gently, making the small stones catch the sunlight and sparkle beautifully.
"It looks so beautiful on you." I said sincerely, unable to stop smiling at how radiant she looked.
"Really?" Rose blushed lightly, a shy but pleased smile blooming on her cute face.
She wrapped both her arms around mine, squeezing tightly as we continued walking. Her big, soft tits pressed firmly against my arm, the warm, squishy weight of her heavy breasts molding and jiggling slightly against me through the thin fabric of her sundress. The sensation was incredibly soft and distracting, sending a rush of warmth through my body.
"You are not mad anymore?" I asked in surprise, still amazed at how quickly her mood had shifted now that she was clinging to me so closely.
"Hmm… It depends." she replied playfully, lifting one finger to her lips in a thinking pose as we walked forward with her arm wrapped securely around mine.
"Depends… on what?" I asked, genuinely puzzled by her words.
"It depends on how this date goes on." she said with a teasing smile, pressing her body a little closer to mine.
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"So… this is everything?" Rose asked, holding Mom's shopping list in her hand and scanning it carefully as we walked side by side through the bustling market.
"Yeah… Everything's on the list." I replied, my fingers gently laced with hers, enjoying the soft warmth of her palm pressed against mine.
"Hmm… Where should we go then?" she asked, folding the list neatly and handing it back to me with a small, playful smile.
"Where do you want to go first?" I asked, giving her hand a light, affectionate squeeze.
"I don't know… shouldn't we buy the things your mom wants first?" she said, tilting her head cutely while looking up at me.
"We can buy them on our way back. Let's enjoy our date first." I suggested softly.
"Hehe… but I'm telling you, I won't save you from Aunt Alina if you get late. Unless you beg me, of course." She teased, placing both hands dramatically on her chest like a proud queen and looking down at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"You won't need to save me, Goddess Rose." I replied with a grin, happily playing along with her teasing.
"W-what? Why are you calling me that?" Rose flinched, her eyes widening in surprise when she heard me call her Goddess.
"Why? Doesn't everyone call you Goddess in school?" I replied, knowing it was true. She had earned that nickname purely because of her breathtaking beauty, and she knew it very well.
"Nooo~ it's embarrassing! Don't call me Goddess." she protested cutely, burying her flushed face into my arm to hide her embarrassment. Her soft, warm cheek pressed firmly against me as her silver-white ponytail brushed my shoulder.
"Okay then, what do I call you? Princess?" I teased her again, thoroughly enjoying how easily she got flustered and turned into an adorable, blushing mess.
"Don't call me anything… just call me Rose like you always do." she mumbled, her voice coming out low and coquettish. She gave my arm a light, playful pinch, her fingers lingering softly on my skin.
"Okay, my Rose." I said with a teasing smile.
To be continued...
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