Lin Yan's body, soft like a puddle of water, was still trembling from time to time, and her facial expression was empty, without any spirit.
Lu Chenyuan felt that she seemed to be out of her mind.
Gently cupping her face, he kissed her and covered Lin Yan with the quilt.
"I've been thinking, is it scary for a virgin? Grabbing a woman to finally let out all his pent-up chastity."
Lin Yan turned to the side, her spirit still weak, but continued to discuss this with Lu Chenyuan.
"Probably not, I don't know much about it." Lu Chenyuan deliberately avoided it, afraid that Lin Yan might pry into everything and make him spill all his past; he wasn't very willing.
As Lu Chenyuan cunningly tried to dodge, Lin Yan raised her hand, her fingers splayed. Lu Chenyuan interlocked his fingers with hers and pressed her raised hand down onto the blanket.
Their hands held tightly together, Lu Chenyuan turned his gaze to her, his gentle eyes seeming to disperse all the cold winds.
