After hearing Song Ying'an's last words, Lin Xuanjiao's anger towards Song Ying'an for lying to her subsided. There was nothing she could do, as she was now filled with pity and love for Song Ying'an.
"Alright! I didn't say I don't trust you, so please don't make that expression!"
Song Ying'an expressed his doubts about what Lin Xuanjiao said. From the expression on her face just now, he saw that she didn't trust him at all. But since she said that, did it mean that the matter was over?
When Song Ying'an thought of this, he felt relieved. As long as Lin Xuanjiao didn't continue to be angry with him, he would not do such stupid lying and deceiving things again. What happened today was enough to teach him a lesson.
Song Ying'an looked at Lin Xuanjiao who was still standing there motionless, feeling a little panicked. Why didn't she go in? Was she still angry with him and didn't even want to go in?
Song Ying'an had no idea that Lin Xuanjiao was just standing there motionless, distracted, and she had long since stopped being angry.
Song Ying'an really couldn't hold back any longer, so he carefully reached out his hand to touch Lin Xuanjiao's fingers, and looked at Lin Xuanjiao's expression nervously. Once Lin Xuanjiao's face looked wrong, he would immediately retract his hand and try not to make Lin Xuanjiao angry again.
Lin Xuanjiao was still distracted when she felt something touch her hand, and this touch immediately brought her back to her senses.
Looking down, Lin Xuanjiao realized that the thing touching her was Song Ying'an's finger. Even without looking at Song Ying'an's expression, Lin Xuanjiao could tell that he must be very nervous, because his slightly trembling fingers showed it all.
Seeing all this, Lin Xuanjiao was a bit amused. Did Song Ying'an think her words were so important? Just because she had previously said that he was not allowed to have physical contact with her, he was so cautious, afraid of angering her.
But it must be said that Lin Xuanjiao likes Song Yingan like this, and this kind of Song Yingan belongs only to her.
Lin Xuanjiao, feeling very happy, immediately held Song Ying'an's hand with her backhand and smiled brightly at her: "Let's go inside! I'm tired of standing."
Song Ying'an held Lin Xuanjiao's hand tightly. Although he still felt uncomfortable and shy about having physical contact with Lin Xuanjiao, he still wanted to be close to her.
Just like that, the two of them walked into the house hand in hand, their bodies pressed close together.
The last time Lin Xuanjiao came here, she only saw the outer floor. Now that she has entered and can see the entire layout, she realizes how exquisitely and meticulously this house is built.
Although many of the buildings here have been damaged due to special reasons, the remaining buildings still show their former splendor.
Looking at this house, Lin Xuanjiao felt mixed emotions. Such a beautiful house was actually destroyed like this. It was really a matter of fate.
Song Ying'an looked at Lin Xuanjiao's expression and felt uneasy again. He was afraid that Lin Xuanjiao would dislike the shabby house, so he hurriedly said, "This house only looks shabby on the outside, but it's actually not shabby at all inside." So, can you please not dislike this house?
Lin Xuanjiao didn't understand why Song Ying'an was so anxious all of a sudden. She looked at Song Ying'an with a puzzled look on her face and said, "Why are you suddenly saying something like that? And why are you so anxious?"
After saying this, Lin Xuanjiao thought about what Song Ying'an had just said and immediately reacted: "You don't think I'm disgusted by your shabby house, do you?"
Song Ying'an was also stunned by what Lin Xuanjiao said. Wasn't it true? Could he have guessed wrong again this time?
"I saw your expression wasn't very good just now, and I thought you thought this place was a bit shabby."
Lin Xuanjiao twitched the corners of her lips helplessly and patted Song Ying'an on the shoulder. "If you can't read expressions, then don't look at them. I just thought it was a shame that such a beautiful house of yours was destroyed."
Song Ying'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to look at Lin Xuanjiao seriously. He did not respond to what Lin Xuanjiao said because he really couldn't think of how to respond to what Lin Xuanjiao said. No one knew how much impact Lin Xuanjiao's words had on him.
Since he was a child, Song Ying'an has always had an idea in his mind: if his family had not built such a large house, would they not have ended up like this?
Those who came to his house to steal things also kept saying that his family were evil capitalists who oppressed the people so they could build such a big house.
Song Ying'an didn't know whether his family was the capitalists that everyone hated, because his family died when he was very young and no one explained all this to him.
But in Song Ying'an's opinion, these people who were full of moral principles were even more disgusting. On the one hand, they accused his family of crimes under high-sounding pretexts, and on the other hand, they searched everywhere in his house and put any valuables they found into their own pockets.
Song Ying'an remembered all of this clearly, although he was still very young at that time. But perhaps because the impression left on him was so deep, now he only needs to think about it for a little while, and those scenes are firmly imprinted in his mind and he will never forget them.
Although Song Ying'an didn't make a sound and didn't shed tears, Lin Xuanjiao could feel that the person in front of her was full of sadness.
This time, Lin Xuanjiao did not ask Song Ying'an what happened. She just reached out and hugged Song Ying'an silently, and coaxed her clumsily like her mother coaxed her.
The two of them stayed in silence for a while. After a long while, Song Ying'an finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Jiaojiao, do you think I'm useless? You've coaxed me many times since we met."
Lin Xuanjiao looked up at Song Ying'an and smiled, "How could that be! I would only coax you if I like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't even bother coaxing you."
Looking at Lin Xuanjiao's face that was always full of vitality, Song Ying'an couldn't help but lower his head and gently kissed Lin Xuanjiao's smooth and plump forehead.
This was the first time Song Yingan did such an extraordinary thing. After the kiss, her face immediately turned red, and her whole body was like a freshly cooked shrimp, red from head to toe.
Lin Xuanjiao really didn't expect that Song Ying'an would be so proactive this time. In the past, she was the one who initiated the intimate actions between them, but she didn't expect that Song Ying'an would take the first step this time.
It seems like the person kissing her is even more shy than the one being kissed.
Lin Xuanjiao pinched Song Ying'an's earlobe and said in a somewhat annoyed voice, "Look at you! You were the one who took the initiative, so why are you even more shy than me?"
Song Ying'an turned her head away embarrassedly, not daring to look at Lin Xuanjiao. Her voice was a little hoarse: "I... I will... I will change."
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