Luo Lingyu blushed: What nonsense he said!

She said angrily, "That's not what I really mean. It's obviously you who made it up. You're like this every time. Whenever we disagree, you always use this method to resolve it. Every time I disagree with you, every time you don't want to hear what I say, you come to tease me and kiss me..."

Lu Yun paused, thought about it and it seemed to be true.

He never liked to hear other people's opinions or rejections. In Luo Lingyu's case, whenever she resisted or didn't listen to him, he would kiss her, hug her, and rub her...

A smile appeared on Lu Yun's face. The light fell on his eyelashes, trembling, and then lingered in his black pupils. He smiled: "You don't like it, huh?"

Luo Lingyu: "Which eye of yours sees me as I like it?"

Lu Yun raised his eyebrows, and his eyes made it clear: both eyes saw it. Sister, you look obsessed, tsk tsk…

Luo Lingyu was so embarrassed that she could not help herself. When he raised his eyebrows, her heart was tickled. She stamped her feet in anger, her eyelashes trembling, and told the truth: "...I was just attracted by his lust."

Lu Yun's voice stretched out: "Oh...that's enough."

It's just a peerless beauty, each taking what he needs.

Seeing his look, Luo Lingyu quickly said, "I was just seduced by you, I may not agree with you in my heart."

Lu Yun didn't care: "It's just a kiss."

Luo Lingyu collapsed slightly: "Is that an ordinary kiss? If I were a bird, you would tear my body apart. If plucking all the hair on my body is not enough, you would shake it a few more times, okay? You are going to make me bald!" Lu Yun curved his lips: "..."

His methods were always lingering, tender and compassionate. When he held her, he vaguely breathed with her, kissed her neck, smelled behind her ears, sucked her collarbone... How could the girl resist the burning feeling? Even though Luo Lingyu reminded herself to improve her level, she couldn't help but let him lead her when she was in front of Lu Yun.

It’s her fault that she really likes him and is really attracted by his lust.

Luo Lingyu's words pleased Lu Yun. He flirted with her, his peach blossom eyes full of passion, and as they flew upward, the light in his eyes lingered, sparkling and enchanting. Lu Yun rested his chin on his hand and listened attentively: "Thank you, sister Yu'er, for praising my kissing skills."

Luo Lingyu: “…Humph!”

She thought to herself, "What are you so proud of? You just read two more erotic books than me. Wait for me, wait for me... I will let you lie down under me and listen to my orders sooner or later."

Although Lu Yun teased, he understood what Luo Lingyu meant. She felt that the problem had not been solved at all, and he was just stalling for time. So she still wanted to leave and ignore him. Lu Yun sighed, his face slightly indifferent - such a small matter, but he kept repeating it over and over again, he was really annoyed.

If it were in the past, if the girl was so clingy, Lu Yun would just turn around and leave without saying a word.

Luo Lingyu lowered her eyes, judging Lu Yun's expression, judging where his bottom line was. She couldn't let him do whatever he wanted, if he wanted it, he would have it, if he didn't want it, she would have no say; she couldn't go too far either, being a little bit pretentious was cute, but being too pretentious would really make Lu Yun annoyed, and then she didn't know when they could reconcile.

A smart girl should grasp this balance.

Lu Yun knew what she wanted, but he remained silent for a long time and glanced at her. Luo Lingyu was confused by his gaze, and she saw him lift his robe and stand up, and then he opened the thick felt curtain and went out without saying a word. Luo Lingyu was left alone in the tent for a while, and the girl's face turned pale and she bit her lip. This time, tears really filled her eyelashes.

She felt wronged and annoyed, and couldn't stand his angry expression, so she threw herself on the couch and sobbed, "What's the big deal! Who cares about you... You get upset when I say a few words to you... I won't talk to you anymore in the future! Wuwuwuwu... Bastard Lu Yun, wuwuwuwu..."

When Lu Yun came in again, he saw her lying on the couch crying and heard her scolding him with sobs. Lu Yun slowed down, feeling sorry for her shaking shoulders and feeling adorable when she cried. Lu Yun put his things down, sat down, and smiled as he hugged her from behind. He wiped the tears from her eyes with his fingers and teased, "Yingying, why are you scolding me behind my back again? You must have scolded me eight hundred times a day, right?"

His fingers couldn't wipe away the tears, so he used his sleeves to wipe them. Seeing her sobbing, her shoulders shaking, her eyes and nose were all covered with water marks. And... her makeup was smudged from crying. Usually he would tease Luo Lingyu about her makeup being smudged, which would make her nervous; but he didn't say anything when she really became a little cat. Lu Yun endured for a long time, but he couldn't help it and turned his face away.

Luo Lingyu immediately hit his shoulder and collapsed: "Are you laughing? Are you laughing secretly?! I'm so angry, and you can still laugh!"

She pouted and glared at him with great resentment. Then she hugged his neck and rubbed her tears into his neck. Luo Lingyu was full of tricks. She knew what Lu Yun meant by coming back, knew where her advantages were, and knew the way men and women get along. The more she rubbed him, scolded him, hugged him and snuggled with him, the more he loved her.

The girl was delicate and pretty, her beauty and charm were engraved into his bones, captivating his heart.

The young man lowered his eyes, held her hand, and kissed her fingers, causing the girl to whimper. Lu Yun actually knew her little thoughts in his heart, but she was finally in a good mood because of her coquettishness. He hugged her with one hand and took the paper he had taken with the other hand to show the girl with tears in his arms. Lu Yun stretched out his hand and pinched her nose with great force: "You have no conscience. I wrote something for you, and you scolded me behind my back."

Luo Lingyu sobbed and tried hard to hold back the tears that she had deliberately intended to make him feel distressed. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the paper he handed her. The ink on the paper was not yet dry, and the handwriting was flying and dancing. This beautiful handwriting, the work of a master calligrapher, was obviously written by the famous scholar Lu Sanlang. Luo Lingyu's heart was pounding. After admiring her future husband's artistic accomplishment, she looked at what he had written.

Lu Yun wrote two rules for the two of them on a piece of paper.

The first rule was that he would never joke about life and death, and if he encountered this situation again in the future, he would never hide it and would tell everything. The second rule was that Luo Lingyu would not embarrass him in front of others or slap him in the face. If there was something, they could do it in private, but they could not embarrass Lu Yun in front of outsiders.