Yan Chiyu paused. He had only been feigning anger; he wasn't actually angry with Wu Songsong.

Looking at him now, something's off about Songsong's expression. His eyes are cold, and even the little hand that was touching his arm is pulled back into his pocket, radiating an aura of 'don't come near me'.

Yan Chiyu realized that things were serious. What exactly had Wu Xiaoyue imagined?

He adjusted his facial expression, moved closer to her, and sighed deeply, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for upsetting the fairy."

"I'm not a fairy. Go find another fairy who can make you hard," Wu Yue said coldly, not even sparing him a glance.

Yan Chiyu: ...

So that's what you were thinking?

“Little Wu Yue, I have a strict upbringing. I was raised by my older sister. My family doesn’t allow dating before you are an adult. My dad said that dating before you have the means is just being a scoundrel. Besides, I have been celibate for many years and have never met a girl who makes my heart flutter like you.”

The boy stared at the girl's cold profile and patiently explained, his words filled with sincerity, "You are my first love."

After a pause, Yan Chiyu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I've never had any of those experiences. Even if I have the need, I always use spiritual energy to expel it. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

He finally understood the principle that you have to coax your girlfriend no matter what.

Wu Yue's tense face immediately relaxed, and she chuckled twice. Then she turned around, patted the boy's shoulder earnestly, and her star-like eyes flickered slightly.

"A lack of demand is a disease that needs to be cured."

"..."

Can he get angry?

Does he have the right to be angry?

The answer is no! It doesn't exist!

The boy lowered his eyes, licked his lips languidly and sensually, his gaze darkening. Then he leaned forward and gently placed a kiss on the girl's eye.

The boy's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his voice deep and alluring, with a touch of deadly charm, "I only want to try it with you."

...

The three people next door covered their faces with their fingers spread wide.

I can't bear to look at it, I can't bear to look at it.

Ugh...it's so sour!

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Song Wenzhi turned his head in frustration, and the moment his eyes met Zhou Yunwei's, the girl hurriedly turned her face away.

Song Wenzhi: "??"

His lowered gaze fell upon the screen in Yunwei's hand that suddenly lit up; she had just received a new text message.

"I miss you"

The phone screen quickly went dark again.

What happened in an instant stirred up a thousand waves in his heart.

!!

Song Wenzhi's pupils contracted slightly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis spread from his throat to his limbs, chilling him to the bone.

This was probably the first time Song Wenzhi had ever been so brave.

The intense heat penetrated her skin, and a strange and unfamiliar sensation was constantly transmitted to her brain through her nerve endings.

Zhou Yunwei was stunned and before she could react, Song Wenzhi pulled her away.

Qian Bolun looked at Yu Yue, then at Zhi Wei.

Oh, now he's the only one under the lemon tree.

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...

...

"Song Wenzhi, what are you doing!" The two arrived at the covered bridge, and Zhou Yunwei tried to break free from his strong grip.

"..."

Song Wenzhi gazed quietly at the girl before him, showing no intention of letting go. His heart was pounding, and he felt as if fire was burning from his chest to his face.

Of course, because he is fair-skinned and has thick skin, you can't tell that he's blushing.

"W-What's wrong?"

Being stared at without saying a word, Zhou Yunwei felt strange and a little shy.

After all, this boy was someone she liked. Even though she was slowly letting go...

As Zhou Yunwei thought this, her heart sank, and she could no longer maintain the smile on her face. She lowered her head to hide her embarrassment and loss of composure, thus missing the expression on Song Wenzhi's face at that moment.