The jade spoon was passed to her lips. Luo Lingyu looked at it blankly and saw Lu Yun sitting opposite her, holding the bowl to feed her. Luo Lingyu was shocked. His eyebrows were flying like wings, so handsome. But Lu Sanlang actually fed her... A man like Lu Yun would feed her?

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows: "The porridge is already at your mouth, aren't you hungry?"

Luo Lingyu suddenly closed her eyes and smiled, then opened her mouth obediently and took the spoon in.

He fed her mouthful by mouthful, his movements were not very skillful, but Luo Lingyu was very happy in her heart. Lu Yun looked at the smile that was quietly blooming on the corners of her lips, and was distracted for a moment. After a while, Lu Yun suddenly said: "Do you hate me?"

Luo Lingyu was slightly stunned: "No...why should I hate you?"

Lu Yun laughed at himself.

He said, "You are right."

Luo Lingyu was at a loss.

Lu Yun said softly, "I was wrong. When you came to Jianye, you refused to save me on the boat. I have been brooding over it for so long, blaming you in my heart... I was so arrogant. You and I are different after all. When a girl goes on a long journey and meets a stranger, she shouldn't reach out to save him for no reason. You were right not to save me at that time, and I was wrong."

Lu Yun actually admitted his mistake to her!

Luo Lingyu's eyes were as clear as water, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. He brought up the knot that had been between them for a long time, and the problem that had always existed... She felt wronged and soft-hearted. Luo Lingyu lowered her head: "No... I am indeed not kind enough. In fact, you were seriously injured at that time, and I should have saved you. You are different from other people... I didn't save you because I thought you were useless. But if I had saved you at that time, it was not out of kindness. I must have been attracted by your temperament and appearance, and thought you were a noble man, so I saved you... Brother Xuechen, I have always been so bad."

Lu Yun: "It's better to be a little bit bad. If you are a little bit bad, you won't get hurt. If you are kind, you will get hurt. It's good."

Luo Lingyu's beautiful eyes were shining under her eyelashes, and her heart was sweet. She was happy that he finally said that to her and finally stopped looking down on her... Her heart softened when she saw his gentle gaze, and she suddenly felt an immense courage. She thought that if Lu Yun understood her, and she told him what happened, he would not abandon her, right?

The girl summoned up her courage and said, "Fan Lang and I..."

"Don't tell me!" Lu Yun interrupted.

Luo Lingyu was stunned. She looked up at him, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she lowered her eyes with a look of hurt. Her fingers on her knees were bent unconsciously and moved backwards, but she saw her husband's green robe waved, and Lu Yun stood up. Was he leaving? He suspected that she...

Luo Lingyu's eyes were red, and she sat up straight with a stiff back. She pursed her lips and refused to admit defeat, and refused to beg him to stay. She was sad and about to cry. She couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes. The green robe fell to the ground, and her hands felt hot. Lu Yun didn't leave. He just stood up, put down the bowl, squatted in front of her, and held her hand on her knees.

He raised his head and looked at her from below; her face was warm and clear in the candlelight.

Lu Yun said softly, "Lingyu, there are some things you shouldn't say. If you say it, you will be embarrassed and I will be unhappy. What I want to know, I will know it myself. What I don't mention is that I think it is not important... Let me check it myself. I don't want to hear you say it. Do you understand?"

Luo Lingyu was stunned: "...I don't understand...why?"

He said, "You said it yourself that when I look at you, my heart aches. I don't care whether you lose your virginity or not."

He looked at her quietly, letting her see the light in his eyes.

Luo Lingyu: "...Then what do you care about?"

Lu Yun stood up and sat beside her. He held her in his arms and closed his eyes. The handsome man pressed his forehead against hers, his breath touching hers. With his eyes closed, he looked as radiant as a banished immortal. He did not answer her question, but said, "Everyone loves the scent of roses, but no one cares about the thorns. I saw this thorn... I like it very much."

"Sister Yu'er, are you willing to... make love with me?"

Chapter 106

"Are you willing?" Lu Sanlang pressed his hand on the back of her head and stroked her face with his other hand, which touched her nose. While Luo Lingyu was stunned, he asked again affectionately.

That tone was neither fast nor slow, yet it carried a fatal attraction that was as fascinating as it was captivating.

The candlelight sparked, and Luo Lingyu lowered her eyes with trembling eyelashes. In fact, she didn't want to.

Although she had recovered after a good sleep, she had injured the skin on the inside of her thigh from riding too much before, and it still hurts. In addition, she had to deal with all kinds of people and intrigue with Fan Lang along the way, so Luo Lingyu was not interested in dealing with men now. Although she knew that Lu Yun's show of goodwill was not easy, and although she knew that this meant that he was bowing to her...but Luo Lingyu was a little woman who would consider whether her image was perfect in front of the person she loved even when facing him.

She has a strong demand on herself, which is deep in her bones. She is unwilling that her first time will not be enough to make Lu Yun obsessed.

Luo Lingyu didn't dare to look into Lu Yun's eyes, and lowered her head to refuse: "I don't... well."

Just as she began to express her meaning, Lu Yun's eyebrows slightly twitched, and his lips moved closer to kiss her. It was such a gentle, affectionate, intoxicating kiss. Their lips and teeth were entangled as if they were dying, and their breath was like feathers, moving under the hot summer wind. The heart in her chest was beating rapidly, and her blood was always surging with passion. She was floating, and her soul and body were originally in one place, but gradually separated, and then merged into one again.

The young man held the back of Luo Lingyu's head with his hand. His slender fingers, like playing a guqin, shuttled through her thick hair one by one, gently and slowly, but with a rhythm, revealing the surging emotions in his heart. The girl pulled out the hairpin that had just been tied up, and her long hair fell down again. In this way, he wove a big net and caught her, a little bird, in his arms.

It was unknown whether Lu Yun was addicted or not, but Luo Lingyu's eyes were filled with tears and were as wet as a lake after being kissed by him.

When this long, passionate kiss ended, Lu Yun's lips were an inch away from hers. He lowered his eyelids, his eyes dark and deep, and asked again: "Are you willing?"

Luo Lingyu's mind was in a daze, still intoxicated by the tenderness just now. His departure made her lose her soul. She didn't hear what Lu Yun said for a while, and Lu Yun kissed her nose again, rubbed her hair with his fingers, and urged her to answer.