“Pah.”

The sobering soup in her hand fell to the ground, and the crisp sound of the porcelain bowl breaking made Luo Lingyu blush and squat down to pick it up. Her cheeks were red and hot, and she felt ashamed of herself. It's just a man... She raised her eyes and looked quietly. She saw that the man sitting by the window was awakened by the sound of her breaking the bowl and turned his head to look at her.

He tilted his head and supported his face with his hands. After recognizing for a long time, he curled his lips and smiled, with peach blossoms in his eyes.

Lu Yun stretched out his hand lazily: "Come here."

Luo Lingyu considered it for a moment: "Are you drunk? I'll bring you a bowl of soup."

Lu Yun chuckled: "Come here and watch 'Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon'. The clouds in the sky are moving so fast, it's really beautiful."

Lu Sanlang's logic and words were clear, and he really didn't look drunk. Then he mysteriously said something about "colorful clouds chasing the moon", and Luo Lingyu couldn't help but be curious. The girl dropped the bowl on the ground with the soup spilled all over the floor, swayed her waist, walked slowly over, and leaned out to look out the window: "What'colorful clouds chasing the moon'...ah!"

The "ah" at the end was prolonged, because as she approached, she looked up at the sky, and Lu Sanlang stared at her chest. She leaned over the window, and her increasingly full breasts trembled as if they were about to jump out, like a hill about to overflow and melt into water... Lu Yun reached out his hand expressionlessly and touched it.

Luo Lingyu's legs went limp and she fell down. Fortunately, there was a window pane, and Lu Yun kindly helped her up, and she sat down on the window opposite him. Langjun pulled her over with his long arm, and put his forehead against hers. He couldn't help laughing: "What?"

Luo Lingyu's mouth and nose were filled with his scent, which smelled of wine but not fishy. One of his arms was around her waist, and one hand was on her chest, but she pulled it away in shame. Luo Lingyu muttered, "There is no Caiyun Zhuiyue, you lied to me." Lu Yun said nonchalantly, "If I didn't say that, why did you come over?"

Luo Lingyu raised her beautiful eyes and said, "Why do you have to ask me to come over? You can just walk over."

Lu Yun: "Too lazy to stand up."

Luo Lingyu: “…”

He looked a little strange... The girl whispered, "Are you drunk or not? Do you remember what you are going to do tomorrow?"

Lu Yun seemed a little dull, staring at something intently with his eyes downcast. His eyes looked a little strange, and he slowly raised his eyes: "Sitting in my arms, thinking about tomorrow, it seems that I can't let you concentrate."

Luo Lingyu blushed: "..."

It was confirmed, he was really drunk! Although he was usually dissolute, he would not say that at the beginning... Luo Lingyu was disdainful of wasting time talking to a drunkard. When she was thinking about how to pull him away, he came over and kissed her lips. Their foreheads were touching, so it was particularly convenient to kiss. His cold nose rubbed against hers, and it was extremely warm. Luo Lingyu "hmmed", and her lower back was rubbed by his hand, and her body could not control itself.

The kiss was intense and intoxicating.

After a while, Luo Lingyu was so suffocated that she pounded his shoulder and sobbed. Lu Yun then pressed his lips against hers, his wet lips opening and closing as he murmured, "It smells so good..."

Luo Lingyu: “What a lie… ah!”

She screamed again because his hand was on her chest again. But he just lingered, his lips only touched her lips. Lu Yun smiled: "Ahhh, what's so good about 'ah'? One sound after another, you're screaming so quickly?"

Lu Yun's voice was vague. He looked at her and teased her, "But brother likes to hear you scream, so shout louder."

Luo Lingyu's cheeks flushed, and she was as soft as spring water. At one moment, she was attracted by his hands that ignited her, and at another moment, she was attracted by his words that made her free. She finally understood that after Lu Sanlang let her go, he kept talking to her. His peach blossom eyes teased her again and again, and his eyes were full of passion. He hooked her, kissed and sucked her, and was lingering.

...Lu Yun is usually very frivolous, but compared to him when he is drunk, Lu Yun is simply a saint!

Luo Lingyu buried her face in his sweaty neck, trembling like falling petals.

Necks rubbed against necks, hooked and bumped, and lightly lit. The girl's neck tilted back high, as slender as a swan's neck.

Her waist was so tight that she felt like she was being entangled in his body. Her hands were trembling as she stroked his clothes, her fingers touching the lines on his clothes, hooking the belt around his waist, her body was hot, her cheeks were burning. She didn't know what she wanted, but she was just like walking in the desert and finding sweet dew, she was extremely thirsty for him.

Both of them were dressed neatly.

The fire in Lu Yun's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he just kissed her, densely and all over.

Luo Lingyu shyly turned her face away: "Brother Xuechen, no...don't do this..."

She thought to herself that it would be good to give her body to him.

In fact, it was common for men and women to have affairs at that time, and no one would ask about it before marriage. But Luo Lingyu found that Lu Yun seemed to care a lot. He flirted with her many times, but he never took that step. Luo Lingyu suspected that he was still hesitating, or was not sure whether to marry her. It was because of his thoughts... Luo Lingyu felt that losing her virginity to him was a good thing.

He wouldn't have to try and get entangled any more, he would just marry her.

The man's eyes were like fire. He looked at her with obvious desire, which made Luo Lingyu stiffen slightly. His eyes were dark, like the light of a wolf, different from usual, and scary. Luo Lingyu bit her lip and sobbed. She saw him seducing her with his eyes, looking at her inch by inch. His eyes were full of affection, and Luo Lingyu's mind went blank, as if he was kissing her whole body with his eyes.

Just keep watching and watching...but no action.

Luo Lingyu's cheeks were flushed, and she leaned on his shoulder and sobbed, "Brother Xuechen... sob... "

The fire in Lu Yun's eyes grew even brighter.

He could not resist her temptation and lowered his head to kiss her eyes and eyebrows to quench his thirst. The girl inserted her fingers into his hair, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, just like her unpredictable emotions. Roses bloomed as usual, her hairpin was shaken off, her black hair was covered, and her face was very beautiful. She cried and repeated with a faint complaint: "No, no... no..."

Lu Yun kissed her. After kissing her for a while, he lowered his eyes, kissed her lips and smiled, "Sister Yu'er, you are such an interesting person."