"Is yours hairy?"
The surroundings suddenly became silent.
Linfeng said nothing.
Perhaps sensing the embarrassment, Sang Yu narrowed his eyes: "It's okay, I like you with or without you."
After saying that, she took his hand and walked outside.
Yunmeng couldn't help laughing after witnessing all this.
Her waist was hugged from behind: "What are you laughing at?"
"I think... Xiaoyu has found the person she forgot."
…
Along the way, Sang Yu's eyes were fixed on Linfeng.
Several times, she almost slipped, but Linfeng caught her.
Finally, he simply picked her up by the waist.
The girl's hands hooked around his neck, her eyes still staring at him for a moment.
He couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what do you want me to do?"
"You look good."
The girl freed up a hand and rubbed it from his deep brow bone, passing by the bridge of his nose, and finally stopped on his crimson lips.
"They're all beautiful."
Linfeng's eyebrows were smiling, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Sister is also very pretty."
"Linfeng, have I... seen you before?"
The breath on the young man's body was so familiar, it felt like deja vu.
But it was clear that he had never been in his memory.
Linfeng's eyes darkened slightly, and he held her hand a little tighter: "We have never."
Indeed we have never met.
However, when he heard that Yunmeng was looking for a lover for the princess of the demon world, the thought that came to his mind was that he must come.
So, here he comes.
When he saw her for the first time, he decided to stay.
Stay and be by her side.
Sang Yu didn't know what was wrong with her memory, but the young man in front of her made her feel so good.
She leaned in his arms obediently, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly felt that her depressed mood for so many years had been soothed.
Linfeng carried Sang Yu back to Jiangxuxuan.
After he put her down, he thought she was just joking to see his figure.
Who would have thought that she would actually look at him seriously.
"Take it off quickly."
Linfeng's expression paused slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Sister, do you really want to see it?"
When he called "sister", his voice was so bewitching that Sang Yu felt as if he was holding her in his mouth and crushing her.
His face felt slightly hot, but Sang Yu never knew what it meant to flinch.
"Want to see."
The boy's hand dropped, but it didn't fall on the belt. Instead, he held her hand and covered it with the belt.
"My younger brother is shy, so it's better for my sister to do it herself."
Touching the cold-textured belt, Sang Yu's fingertips shrank.
The young man saw this in his eyes and slowly raised his lips: "Sister, are you scared?"
"...No." The girl said firmly, "It's just that I don't know how to explain it."
"Nothing, I'll teach you."
As she spoke, the shy young man held her hand and said, "There is a hidden button here, press it and pull it out..."
Under his guidance, Sang Yu untied his belt unconsciously.
She held the belt and looked at the boy's loose clothes, feeling suddenly at a loss.
The boy took the belt away from her hand and threw it on the ground.
He continued to hold her hand, tempting her little by little to unbutton her robe.
With a smile on his lips, the young man leaned into her ear and spoke warmly: "Do you like it, sister?"
The young man looked thin, but he had an excellent figure, which Sang Yu couldn't express in his heart.
Like it?
have no idea.
But it seems that I really want to try the touch.
As if he knew what she was thinking, the young man smiled. He held her other hand: "Sister, don't you want to touch it?"
As he said that, he held her hand and slowly moved it towards him...
Hmm, it feels a bit astringent
