All the people in the world who are eager to repay a favor combined are not as anxious as Xiao Xingyu at this moment.
Just as Xiao Xingyu was about to kiss the smile that bloomed on Zhang Moyan's lips, Zhang Moyan suddenly threw herself into his arms! Her head rested on his shoulder, her arms tightly hugged his shoulders, and she hugged him tightly.
Xiao Xingyu was stunned.
This gesture is a more thorough acceptance than kissing. If kissing only represents a certain intimate relationship, then hugging, which does not only appear between lovers and is considered by psychology to be the best form of physical contact between humans, represents a kind of trust in the heart.
"Xiao Xingyu, I'm very happy." Zhang Moyan said with half of her face resting on Xiao Xingyu's heart.
"What are you happy about?" Xiao Xingyu was actually a little confused, so he stroked Zhang Moyan's hair and asked, "Is it because I like you and you're happy, because I'm repaying a favor? Or is it because you know that it was me who was saved back then?"
Zhang Moyan rubbed her face against the collar of his shirt, her voice so tender it could hardly be said: "I like my happiness because you want to repay me."
Xiao Xingyu pondered for a moment, his tall nose buried in Zhang Moyan's fragrant hair: "Really? I've been debating whether to tell you, for fear that you might think I was just trying to repay a favor."
"No," Zhang Moyan shook her head, holding him tighter with her hands behind his back. "There always has to be a beginning for people to get to know each other. Some people meet through work, some through introductions, and some through playing games... Xiao Xingyu, I like getting to know you this way! I saved you, and you have to repay me. If you really start with this purpose, I will only be happy, because it makes me feel that the bond between us will be very strong."
Xiao Xingyu pondered Zhang Moyan's words and was deeply shocked. The information contained in her words made his blood flow faster.
Hugging the woman tightly, Xiao Xingyu pushed her in front of him and asked in confirmation, "Mo Yan, are you afraid of losing me?"
Zhang Moyan looked into Xiao Xingyu's eyes, her dark pupils staring at him without blinking. It was a very strange feeling to have her thoughts seen through.
My heart was saying frantically, "Yes, I'm scared, please don't ever leave me", but my mouth just couldn't say it.
They haven't been together for long, and he doesn't know her yet. What right does she have to keep someone else by her side?
She didn't want to burden someone with just one sentence. If Xiao Xingyu was hers, there would be no need to say or do these things. If he was not his, saying these words now would only add material for regrets in the future.
But in Xiao Xingyu's eyes, it made no difference whether Zhang Moyan said it or not, because the love in her eyes, her gradually shortening breathing, and the blush from her cheeks to her neck were the most definite answers.
The silk yukata has a low collar and wraps the body softly. The porcelain-white neck is stained crimson, extending all the way to the slender collarbone, which is really tempting.
"Mo Yan," Xiao Xingyu kissed her forehead, then moved his kiss down to her pretty nose, "There are many ways for a man to make a woman happy."
Zhang Moyan's ears burned. What kind of horrible language was this? Just hearing it made her spine numb! The other party obviously knew she had no way to respond, so the next second, her soft lips were captured, followed by a long entanglement.
"Mo Yan, I only have one hand and it's inconvenient. What should I do?" A hazy and vague voice, accompanied by a pair of charming and pitiful black eyes.
Again?! Zhang Moyan’s heart was pounding so hard it almost jumped out of her chest. Could it be that Xiao Xingyu meant to… Zhang Moyan’s face was so hot it would smoke if oil was poured on it.
But it has come to this point, and it would seem a bit unkind and unjust to stop it abruptly.
There is really no way out.
"...Or," Zhang Moyan said hesitantly, "I'll take the initiative."
Xiao Xingyu heard this, and the corners of his lips curled up in satisfaction. He rubbed his nose with hers and said, "Thank you."
He thanked...
Zhang Moyan's forehead was covered in sweat, and she wanted to bite her tongue to commit suicide. What had she just said? How did she dig herself into a hole? This, this, this... What should she do next?
Looking at the smiling man, I felt flustered, at a loss, and my head was spinning...
"Mo Yan, are you afraid of pain?" Xiao Xingyu suddenly asked in a charming voice.
Zhang Moyan was puzzled.
Xiao Xingyu used his fingers to push back the sweat-soaked hair from her forehead, swallowed his Adam's apple, and seemed a little nervous: "Mo Yan, I have something else to tell you."
Zhang Moyan was stuck between the wall and Xiao Xingyu, unable to move. "What's going on?"
"Actually," Xiao Xingyu actually showed a hesitant look, even with a hint of uneasiness in his expression. However, he did not pause, "Actually, we didn't get to that point before."
Zhang Moyan didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What step?"
Xiao Xingyu was speechless. Was this woman made of dew? So pure! He thought for a moment and pressed himself against her: "No, you understand, right?"
Zhang Moyan understood immediately, and her dark eyes immediately widened. Although she couldn't be said to be motionless as if she had been struck by lightning, it was basically the same.
Xiao Xingyu pinched her chin and moved closer, asking in a low voice, "So, are you afraid of the pain?"
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Zhang Moyan covered his mouth with one hand, her expression changing from being intoxicated to being clear-headed. "Wait," she blinked, "You mean to say that I didn't do anything to you that day, right? ... Then, why did you say that before?"
Xiao Xingyu took her hand and said lightly, "I just want to rely on you first! If it's not the day you like me, I won't tell you."
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