Before Xiao Yun could react, he felt something more in his mouth.

Next second.

A thunder broke out in Xiao Yun's mind.

He never thought that Lin Xueer would take the initiative to kiss him in such a passionate way!

For a moment, he felt a stream of passion rushing to his forehead, instantly shattering the reason in his mind.

Xiao Yun seemed to be surrounded by an impulse and passionate blood, and was uncontrollable. He hugged Lin Xueer in his arms, closed his arms tightly, turned around and attacked strongly.

Lin Xueer let out a "moan" and her whole body seemed to melt, slumping softly on him, allowing him to rage even more violently.

For some reason, Lin Xueer only felt that she felt a deep thought, as well as indescribable grievance and anger in this passionate kiss.

The strong stimulation made her already confused brain completely crash. Her whole body was like a fish that was lacking in oxygen, undulating her chest in anxiety.

After a long time, Xiao Yun recovered his self and slowly stopped this intense kiss.

He gently placed Lin Xueer on the bed and looked at the concave and convex body. For some reason, a ridiculous night with Lin Qiaoqiao flashed through his mind.

In an instant, the impulse in Xiao Yun's body seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, and his eyes calmed down.

He frowned without a trace, pulled the quilt over Lin Xueer, and then rushed out of the bedroom like running away.

"I...I'll go downstairs to reopen the room. See you tomorrow morning!"

Looking at his back running away in panic, Lin Xueer couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but more of it was moved. She knew that Xiao Yun was thinking about her reputation and wanted to touch her again after marriage.

Nowadays, how many men can be as silly as him?

Originally, Lin Xueer's concept was somewhat conservative, and she always felt that these things should be left to do after marriage.

But for some reason tonight, she couldn't think of any better way to respond to his love when facing such a sincere man.

Maybe it was because of the deep love, and it was impulse, or maybe it was because I was also eager for the arrival of this moment in my heart. Lin Xueer sat on the bed and finally called out Xiao Yun: "Xiaoyun...are you going to avoid me like this?"

Hearing the soft whisper coming from behind, Xiao Yun stopped as soon as he touched the door handle. He stood there motionlessly as if his feet were rooted, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He stood for three minutes.

Lin Xueer was both nervous and shy and soft on the bed, her eyes awaiting his response.

The room was very quiet, and Lin Xueer could even hear her breathing.

Finally, Xiao Yun turned around slowly, walked into the bedroom with a serious expression, squatted beside the bed, grabbed Lin Xueer's little hand, and said gently: "Xue'er, to be honest, as a man, if I can develop to that level with you, I will naturally be very happy."

"But I don't want you to give me your most precious things with a grateful attitude."

In addition to considering that Lin Xueer might have recovered from a serious illness and was not clear-headed, she made such a move on impulse.

In fact, Xiao Yun himself was also very conflicted.

Before this, he had never faced the ridiculous things that happened between him and Lin Qiaoqiao, and had always faced Lin Qiaoqiao with an escaped mentality.

Until tonight.

When Lin Xueer was ready to hand him over without hesitation, a strong sense of guilt suddenly surged into his heart.

This feeling of guilt is for Lin Xueer and Lin Qiaoqiao.

There was no clear break between the matter with Lin Qiaoqiao. With this unclear relationship, he was somewhat ashamed to accept Lin Xueer's love at this time.

Hearing this, Lin Xueer was slightly stunned. She was about to say something, but she felt that she was too proactive. She had to nod her head with a blushing face and said, "Well, let's talk about it later..."


Chapter completed!