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Chapter 91 "Sang Yu, do you think I'm a monk?"

2023-10-11 05:34:48 Author: Jiang Yanyan

    As soon as she finished speaking, Huo Yan's hand paused noticeably. πŸ‘£πŸ­ 69ᔕᝐ�ᝓ᝔�.α‘•ΟƒΞœ πŸ‘»β›΅
    Sang Yu realized her words were ambiguous and immediately spoke up,
    "It's very cold at the beach at night, you'll easily get sick."
    Huo Yan fixed the brace, stood up, glanced at her, and said calmly, "No need, Brother Yan is perfectly healthy."
    Sang Yu frowned, stood up, and followed him like a little tail, "It has nothing to do with whether you're healthy or not, it's very cold at night."
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    Huo Yan set up the tent, glanced down at her, and said, "Want to sleep in the same tent as me?"
    Sang Yu looked at him, frowned slightly, and muttered, "It's not like we haven't slept in the same tent before."
    Huo Yan: "..."
    Sang Yu looked at him, self-righteously, "Yeah, last time at the hotel, didn't you sleep in the same bed with me at night?"
    Huo Yan finished setting up the tent, kicked away the sand beside him, turned his head to look at her, his dark eyes locked on her, his tone somewhat meaningful, ✷
    "Sang Yu, do you think I'm a monk?"
    Sang Yu: "...No."
    Huo Yan hummed in agreement, stepped in front of her, looked down at her, his gaze focused on her face.
    "So you still dare to sleep in the same tent with me tonight?"
    Sang Yu looked up at him, her ears slightly red, but she still boldly spoke up, "What's there to be afraid of?"
    Huo Yan paused, his gaze fixed on her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
    "Brother Yan, what are you two still chatting about? Come and eat!"
    Lin Hanzhou called out from the side. 🎈🐧 β˜ΊπŸ’›
    Huo Yan slightly withdrew his gaze, reverting to his indifferent demeanor, and changed the subject, "Let's go, let's eat first."
    Sang Yu pursed her lips, hummed in agreement, and followed him over.
    ——After
    dinner, Lin Hanzhou and Xiang Zeyou went to the car to rest first.
    Zhang Qile also turned around and got into the car.
    Xiang Zeling was a little reluctant, and wanted to speak,
    "Huo Yan, how about letting me squeeze in with Sister Sang Yu? We girls can whisper sweet nothings to each other at night."
    Xiang Zeling said coquettishly.
    Sang Yu, who was packing her things with her head down, spoke calmly upon hearing this, "I don't like chatting with people at night."
    Xiang Zeling was taken aback, looking at her with some surprise, "Huh?"
    Sang Yu stood up, wiped her hands, and said calmly, "Also, I don't think we're very familiar. Don't call me 'sister' anymore; you're probably a little older than me."
    Xiang Zeling was stunned, seemingly not expecting Sang Yu to be so direct, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
    Huo Yan, standing to the side, also remained expressionless, showing no intention of speaking.
    Xiang Zeling stamped her foot, feeling somewhat aggrieved, and ran towards her tent.
    By the campfire, only Sang Yu and Huo Yan remained.
    Sang Yu glanced at Huo Yan through the flickering flames, blinked, and said,
    "Brother Yan, let's go to the mountain to watch the sunrise tomorrow morning. πŸ’ŽπŸ˜‚ βž…βžˆΰΈ£π‡π•¦π”.𝕔𝓸м 😑😝"
    The beach here is right next to the mountain, so they can get up early to watch the sunrise tomorrow.
    Hearing this, Huo Yan looked up at her. "Are you sure?"
    Sang Yu nodded. "Of course."
    Huo Yan nodded and said casually, "Okay, as long as you can get up tomorrow morning."
    He still remembered how much Sang Yu slept in the morning at the hotel last time.
    Sang Yu exclaimed and looked up at him. "Brother Yan, you can just wake me up tomorrow."
    Huo Yan hummed in agreement. The firelight illuminated his profile, revealing a sharp, cold, and handsome face, very indifferent.
    "Go back to your tent and rest," he said calmly. "I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."
    Sang Yu frowned. "Aren't you coming with me?"
    
    Sang Yu's tent was right next to the campfire. Huo Yan glanced at her. "I'll be outside. Just call me if you need anything."
    Sang Yu pouted, looking somewhat disappointed. She said "Oh," and turned and awkwardly slipped into her tent.
    Huo Yan continued to warm himself by the campfire, the soft sounds of Sang Yu entering the tent escaping his ear.
    "Brother Yan."
    After a moment of silence, Sang Yu's soft voice came from inside the tent, as if she was deliberately lowering her voice.
    Huo Yan frowned, got up and went to the side. "What's wrong?"
    Sang Yu's voice was a little embarrassed. "Come here for a second, take a look."
    Huo Yan was slightly taken aback, vaguely sensing that something was wrong, but still walked to the tent.
    The tent was pulled open from the inside, letting in a little light, the light from Sang Yu's phone flashlight.
    "Sang Yu?" Huo Yan asked.
    Sang Yu didn't speak, and the tent was quiet for a while.
    Huo Yan frowned, bent down a little closer, wanting to see what was going on.
    Just as he got close, a pair of fair hands reached out from inside the tent, grabbed his collar and pulled him inside.
    "Sang Yu!"
    Huo Yan lost his balance and was pulled down onto Sang Yu.
    His temples throbbed a few times, and beneath him was a girl's excessively soft body.
    Sang Yu's eyes sparkled, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She still clutched his collar, her face innocent.
    "Brother Yan, why are you pressing down on me?"
    Huo Yan's chest heaved slightly as he looked down at the fearless girl beneath him, his hands braced on either side. He tried to speak calmly,
    "Let go."
    Sang Yu blinked, raising an eyebrow at him. "Let go of what?"
    She teased him deliberately, continuing to pull his collar down.
    Huo Yan's eyes darkened slightly as he looked down at her. "Sang Yu, do you know what you're doing?"
    Sang Yu looked innocent, her knees slightly bent. "I just wanted Brother Yan to come in and sleep. It's cold outside, but you wouldn't come in no matter what, so I couldn't help it."
    The girl's knees bent, brushing against him.
    Huo Yan's breathing quickened slightly as he stared down at the girl beneath him.
    Sang Yu's gaze remained fixed on him.
    Huo Yan's Adam's apple bobbed a few times. He sat up abruptly, reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her onto his lap.
    The two instantly switched roles.
    Sang Yu's breath hitched; she hadn't expected Huo Yan to act this way. Her hands instinctively gripped his shoulders.
    "Brother Yan…"
    Sang Yu panicked slightly. In this situation, she had almost completely lost control.
    Huo Yan's gaze was fixed on her, his large hand gripping her waist, one hand pinching her chin, pulling her closer, pressing her tightly against him.
    The two were like magnets, drawn together.
    "Not very brave, are you?"
    Huo Yan hooked her chin, his gaze fixed on her.
    He was so close, his breath almost brushing against Sang Yu's neck, causing shivers.
    Sang Yu's heart raced, her breathing slightly labored, one hand still tightly clutching Huo Yan's collar.
    "No… Brother Yan, I just wanted you to come in and sleep."
    Her expression was innocent, and she began to feign pitifulness again.
    Huo Yan stared at her, his tone extremely indifferent.
    "Hmm, sleeping?"
    His fingers lifted the hem of her clothes, his eyes carrying a hint of wantonness.
    "Now?"



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