Chapter 41
"Lingyun?"
"Lingyun?"
"Come out quickly, it's stuffy in there."
Yan Xuanjin sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the bulging ball curled up on it, reaching out and gently patting it. Seeing no response after calling out so many times, he narrowed his eyes and had some bad thoughts.
"Yunyun?"
The ball didn't move, as if it didn't hear Yan Xuanjin's call clearly.
Yan Xuanjin thought for a moment and continued to shout, "Kitten?"
The ball under his palm moved slightly, and then stopped responding after a while.
"Little cutie?" He kept saying all the names he could think of, not giving the little ball any time to react. "Goodie? Ancestor? Darling? Baby... Hmm."
Ling Yun was so angry that she suddenly pulled back the quilt and angrily covered Yan Xuanjin's mouth as he was talking nonsense. Her blue eyes were wide open, but to some people, they looked like they were full of love.
Yan Xuanjin did not struggle and let Ling Yun push him down on the edge of the bed.
"You are so bad!" Ling Yun's cheeks were not only red, but even her ears had some color, hidden between the soft white hair, barely visible.
"What happened to Wu Zimo (What happened to me)?"
Yan Xuanjin's eyes were filled with smiles, which made Ling Yun's face flush, and he covered his mouth with his hands even tighter.
"You are so bad!" Not only did he call me that, but he also kept laughing at me, which made me feel hot and uncomfortable, and my heart was pounding.
Lingyun looked bloated, like a bloated pufferfish, bluffing but to no avail.
Yan Xuanjin was amused by his reaction and wanted to bully him.
He sniffed the guide essence inadvertently released by the little guide on the tip of his nose, his eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth and gently licked the soft flesh on the palm of his hand with his tongue.
"ah!"
Ling Yun withdrew his hands instantly, frowned, and covered his chest with both palms.
"What's that posture?" Yan Xuanjin laughed.
"You, you..." Ling Yun felt extremely aggrieved, his eyes full of disbelief, "You actually licked me!"
"Hmm." Yan Xuanjin admitted it generously and even nodded, looking forward to his next reaction.
You're still saying "hmm"?!
Ling Yun's chest heaved up and down. He was silent for a while, then rolled off Yan Xuanjin and wanted to leave.
"Are you angry?" Yan Xuanjin quickly grabbed his hand, sat up, and pulled him into his arms.
Ling Yun didn't say anything, just lowered his head, his other hand still covering his chest.
Yan Xuanjin saw this, his expression turned serious, and he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Ling Yun shook his head, a hint of hesitation on his face. He met Yan Xuanjin's worried eyes, paused, and finally whispered, "It's jumping very fast. I don't know what's wrong."
Yan Xuanjin was stunned after hearing this. His eyes, which were always calm and composed, suddenly wrinkled like the surface of a lake broken by ice.
"you……"
Yan Xuanjin held Ling Yun's wrist tightly until he felt Ling Yun's slight struggle, then he relaxed, but still held him tightly in his arms.
He stretched out his other hand, wrapped it around Lingyun's waist, and pulled him over with irresistible force, burying his head in his lower abdomen.
Ling Yun felt the burning sensation of his breath in his lower abdomen, feeling somewhat bewildered. He didn't understand the meaning of his words, nor did he understand why Yan Xuanjin suddenly acted like this.
And Yan Xuanjin was indeed obsessively sniffing the warm guiding element, his expression full of satisfaction.
He opened his eyes and stared at Lingyun's white short-sleeved shirt - what a hassle, it would be better if it didn't exist.
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