The light in the theater remains dim.

Luo Xuan's chest was trembling as she leaned in Xu Ziyin's arms.

Although there was an element of self-escape in it, my first kiss was actually taken away by Xu Ziyin.

This made Luo Xuan feel a little uncomfortable.

It's not that I regret it, it just feels like it shouldn't be the case.

Holding hands and hugging were all fine, but kissing mouth to mouth, and being so unrestrained, it seemed that the taste of Xu Ziyin still lingered in my mouth, which had broken through the normal relationship between friends.

Even though she knew it was false, Luo Xuan couldn't figure out whether it was true or not.

She understands that it's normal to have some outrageous behaviors due to the ambiguity, but what happens after these things happen?

Can she still treat Xu Ziyin as an ordinary friend?

Her mind was complicated but she was immersed in it and couldn't help herself.

………

She was really confused at this moment, so confused that she didn't know how to face Xu Ziyin.

"When the time comes, with a wave of your jade arm, who in the entire back house dares to disobey your command?"

Because she enjoys this feeling very much.

Their lips touched again, and this time Luo Xuan was obviously more proactive.

As soon as the call was connected, my sister-in-law's cheerful voice rang in my ears.

"I'm wondering what you're thinking."

Generally, there is no moon at night after rain. Once there is, the moon is often the brightest and brightest.

"It feels very unreal, but I don't know how to deal with it for a while."

Looking at Yin Muqing timidly, Qin Feiyu said cautiously with a red face.

This was a novel feeling that she had not experienced in more than thirty years.

"Oh, oh, okay, okay."

"I've listened to you chanting Xu Ziyin in front of me every day this month. Don't tell me you didn't mean to tell me?"

Every minute and every second I spend with you, even if I just look at each other or just hug each other, I don’t want to think about what will happen in the next second, even if it is the end of the world.

The streets after the rain are fresh and pleasant.

If you don’t want to do this, what can you do?

Do you really become boyfriend and girlfriend with her?

Not to mention the age gap between the two, even if Luo Xuan broke through the barrier in her heart.

Xu Ziyin suddenly felt that Luo Xuan had changed a lot inexplicably at this moment.

Can't you tell that this is a polite statement?

"Brother-in-law, don't try to deal with me. Please tell me the specific day and moment."

"Brother-in-law, let me tell you, Sister Mu Qing is starring opposite me."

Luo Xuan nodded and replied.

Xu Ziyin did not let go of the hand holding Luo Xuan.

Shrugging helplessly, Xu Ziyin replied.

She knew that Xu Ziyin was Song Shi's boyfriend, and there shouldn't be any overstepping of their status differences.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment.

What's going on? It feels like playing house.

After adjusting his emotions, Xu Ziyin looked down at Luo Xuan, who had soft brows, and smiled.

"Think of something."

"Go, go, go, it's useless to say all these nice things."

Just when Xu Ziyin was about to take a good look at the female professor's boudoir, her cell phone rang suddenly.

"It's a bit."

"Brother-in-law, husband-in-law, husband-in-law, do you miss me?"

"Is that me holding you? I don't know what kid suddenly got into my arms in the middle of the night."

"If this counts as my home being robbed, then I don't know how many times it has been robbed."

"Xiao Yinzi, the meal is ready."

Hearing this, the corners of Xu Ziyin's mouth twitched.

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"Huh, I know you, a heartless person, won't miss me. Brother-in-law, have you forgotten our night?"

But Xu Ziyin's warm embrace, her caring words like spring breeze and rain, even her rude behavior and the residual warmth on her lips made her extremely greedy.

"What was that night? When did I have a night with you?"

"No."

"Xu Ziyin, what are you thinking about?"

"What?"

In fact, love is not only like this, nor should it be like this.

ha?

Listening to this word, Xu Ziyin instantly felt a line of crows flying over his forehead.

"Sister Mu Qing, your skin is so white, my brother-in-law must love it so much."

The two walked hand in hand.

Xu Zi's poems are poor.

Yin Muqing didn't understand the meaning of Qin Feiyu's words.

"I said, Sister Mu Qing, you may have another little sister."

Compared with Luo Xuan's ups and downs of mood at this time, how much better could Xu Ziyin be?

"Why are you dazed? Didn't you say you were calling Xu Ziyin? Why, the call was finished so quickly?"

While Qin Feiyu was imagining the appearance of the woman with the gentle voice, his eyes widened when he heard Yin Muqing's words.

Yo.

Rebellion is not just a child's right.

"Xu Ziyin, I suddenly remembered what kind of intimate title I should give you."

"Haha, let's wait and see when I have time."

"You, you, what man can stand this kind of mouth?"

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"Forehead……"

However, his sister-in-law kept asking questions frequently, and Xu Ziyin really wanted to give Qing'er a surprise inspection, so he calculated the time and replied.

After hearing this, Luo Xuan came forward, took the initiative to take Xu Ziyin's big hand, then raised her pretty face and said softly.

"I'm wondering if you feel confused now."

Qin Feiyu didn't reply. She turned her head and glanced at the lazy and beautiful woman behind her, and it took a while before she managed to squeeze out a sentence from her nose.

"You covered my feet that night and held me to sleep at night. Have you forgotten that?"

"Real or fake?"

Reason told her that she should be severely scolded at this time and decisively terminate this ridiculous experience trip, but her emotionality prevented her from making a decision.

He stretched out his little hand and tapped Qin Feiyu's head. Yin Muqing had a funny expression on his face.

"Then go home, I'll cook for you."

Ask yourself, Xu Ziyin can't do it.

"I-amn't I afraid that Sister Mu Qing won't agree?"

Qin Feiyu asked.

"Qin Feiyu, if you don't talk nicely, I'll die."

"Have you thought about it?"

"This heroine is so ugly, not half as beautiful as you."
To be continued...