C38 (1/2)

Yan Xiaoxi instantly felt her breath being taken away as she widened her eyes. The distance between the two of them was very close, so close that he could see the pores on Nangong Lin's face.

Nangong Lin embraced Yan Xiaoxi's slender waist and pried open her lips, sucking out the sweetness that belonged to her forehead.

Abruptly, he stuck his tongue into Yan Xiaoxi's mouth, causing their lips to intertwine.

”Wu, wu.” From time to time, Yan Xiaoxi would let out a few words.

She was in a passive position and allowed Nangong Lin to do whatever he wanted.

However, she didn't hate this feeling.

More accurately speaking, he quite liked it.

Yan Xiaoxi wrapped her arms around Nangong Lin's neck and closed her eyes. imitating his actions, she passionately responded to this long and deep kiss.

”Woman, This King is hungry.” The two of them stuck very close to each other. Yan Xiaoxi's plump breasts swayed on top of Nangong Lin's chest, arousing the flames of desire within his body.

After what happened last time, Yan Xiaoxi clearly understood the meaning of those words. She shyly buried her head in Nangong Lin's chest.

Nangong Lin controlled the sovereignty of the both of them and cleverly made Yan Xiaoxi retreat towards the bed. During this period of time, the two of them had not let go of each other.

When they arrived beside the bed, Nangong Lin placed Yan Xiaoxi on the sandalwood bed, immediately pressing his tall and mighty body down.

”Xi Er.” Nangong Lin touched Yan Xiaoxi's blushing face.

”Right.” Yan Xiaoxi agreed.

”How about we change our positions this time?” After saying those words, Nangong Lin could not wait any longer. Before he heard Yan Xiaoxi's reply, he had already begun to take action.

It was another sleepless night. The moonlight outside the window was bright and clear. The whole room was filled with spring colors.

Today was Beggar's Day, the day of the legendary meeting between the Cowherd and the Weaver girl.

The main street was bustling with activity. There were hawkers hawking their wares everywhere, creating a scene of prosperity.

Yan Xiaoxi had begged Nangong Lin for a long time before she allowed him to bring her out for a tour.

Once she was out of the door, Yan Xiaoxi was like a wild horse with its reins untied as she galloped freely in the crowd.

”Little Lin Lin, do you think this looks good?” Yan Xiaoxi picked up a purple hairpin. It was the shape of a butterfly.

Nangong Lin glanced at the hairpin in Yan Xiaoxi's hand and coldly spat out two words, ”Normal.”

He really couldn't understand. There was a fine hairpin placed in front of the dressing table in the room, each of them extremely valuable. He had never seen her wear it before, so why did she just love this sort of vulgar thing?

Yan Xiaoxi pursed her lips, the sudden warmth in her heart was quickly dampened by Nangong Lin.

She glared furiously at Nangong Lin and looked at Bei Bai Xi beside her. ”Does Brother Bei look good?”

”Good.” In his eyes, anything that was related to Yan Xiaoxi was good.

More importantly, this hair ornament was personally made by the hawkers. It contained their blood and sweat, and was different from the other hairpins. It had a different meaning, and had a different feeling to it.

”Brother Bei's taste is really good.” As she spoke to here, Yan Xiaoxi did not forget to glance at Nangong Lin.

In his eyes, there was only those beautiful gold, silver, and jewelry. He didn't understand the meaning of these ordinary things at all.

Upon hearing Yan Xiaoxi praise Bei Bai Xi, Nangong Lin's expression immediately darkened. He said, ”I'll buy it for you.”

”No need.” Yan Xiaoxi rejected him without any hesitation.

Nangong Lin glanced at Yan Xiaoxi in astonishment. He never expected her to have such a reaction.

If it was so, based on her personality, wouldn't she have pounced on him happily?

Why did he coldly refuse?