Quick Wear: The host is soft and tender, very kissable

Her words were too blunt and Duan Beiyan was unable to react for a moment.

The handsome and suave face flushed red. Duan Beiyan was born with a good appearance, outstanding talent, gentlemanly manners, and a melancholy temperament.

He has many admirers, and after he became famous, he was often involved in scandals such as being forced into marriage by rich women or female bosses.

Duan Beiyan looked at the girl in front of him. She had a pretty face, perfectly proportioned body, and long white legs. The scene of her climbing up appeared in his mind.

His body couldn't help but feel hot. Was he going to get straight to the point before even starting the sweet romance?

He was embarrassed for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.

This is too fast, is this okay?

It was in his music room. Luckily he had spent a lot of money to install soundproofing facilities, so no one should hear it!

"Haha... Duan Beiyan, your expression is so funny. It makes me feel like I'm forcing a good woman into prostitution. It's just a joke. You... don't take it seriously, do you?"

Duan Beiyan looked up and saw the girl with a wicked smile on her face. Her eyes were clear and transparent, and there was no illusion that she was being stripped naked.

"You...you're kidding me."

Duan Beiyan was furious. He was thinking about how to hide it from his family and how to have someone send the clothes quietly. Damn it!!!

Liu Ruyan raised her red lips and uttered two words softly: "Stupid... idiot."

Duan Beiyan suddenly leaned down, grabbed her shoulders tightly with both hands, his eyes full of desire.

Without giving her a chance to respond, he was pulled into his arms and given his first kiss, which was immature, passionate, and annoyed with punishment.

Liu Ruyan struggled slightly and accidentally rubbed against something.

Duan Beiyan groaned, his body suddenly tensed up, and his skin felt hot through his clothes.

He is indeed a little virgin and is not easily teased. He is worthy of being the national idol and has the capital to do so.

Liu Ruyan hurriedly withdrew her hand when she noticed someone's change of consciousness, and turned the tables and started to speak: "You, you shameless pervert."

After saying that, he pushed Duan Beiyan away and fled the music room in a panic, leaving someone feeling uncomfortable.

Without the disturbance of Mu Yunyun and Mo Xi, Liu Ruyan got along particularly well with the others.

With Ouyang Xuan's car picking him up and dropping him off, the man became more obedient and sensible, and his obedience and patience were slowly cultivated, making the man with a bad temper gradually become gentler. It was a really good experience.

There is no sign at all that he is a domineering boss who wants to imprison people.

His private villa is very luxurious. Due to years of exercise, he has a very good figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Liu Ruyan yawned, stretched, and wore a pair of cute rabbit slippers on her feet.

No matter how she played little games, scolded him, or slapped him, Ouyang Xuan loved her.

He was not angry at all, but rather enjoyed it.

His eyes first fell on her feet, but unfortunately the pair of jade feet were wrapped in rabbit slippers, with only half of the heels exposed.

He held Liu Ruyan's little feet and held them close to his heart.

There was a dazzling light in Ouyang Xuan's eyes, charming and deep, and his big hands caressing the evenly white and tender legs looked crazy and perverted.

"Want to play again?"

As Liu Ruyan spoke, she raised her foot and kicked him in the chest without holding back at all.

The beautiful white instep formed a graceful arc. Ouyang Xuan felt a little pain in the chest after being kicked, but his eyes became even hotter, arousing his desire.

"Kneel down and come here." Liu Ruyan leaned over and looked into his eyes.

Ouyang Xuan was completely distracted, his eyes were always on her feet, and he couldn't follow her thoughts.

Liu Ruyan stood up and walked in front of him: "Are you distracted?"

I raised my foot and kicked it rudely, and my toes turned red.

"Um... hum, okay." Ouyang Xuan held her ankles and spoke in a hoarse and dry voice.

"It's all red. Does it hurt?" He kissed the back of her foot like a pervert. Without even looking at Liu Ruyan, she knew that his mind was full of garbage that could be blurred out.

"Okay, let go." Liu Ruyan had had enough of his obsession and decadence.

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The sun is shining, so weekends are not the time to study.

Liu Ruyan happily disturbed Xing Mohan, flirting with him without taking any responsibility for the follow-up. She didn't let him go to the laboratory and showed her disgust for disinfectant from time to time.

She took him to eat street food and watched him endure the discomfort and take stomach medicine behind her back.

The bright moon was forcefully pulled down from the altar, leaving the cold air filled with the scent of fireworks.

I secretly stuffed cigarettes into his clothes, stubbornly told him that I liked the faint smell of tobacco left on his body, and looked at him with pitiful eyes.

I saw him start to learn to smoke without hesitation, and he persisted with a frown on his brows, and he didn't stop even when he was coughing violently due to choking.

She said with interest, "Don't you like it?"

His embarrassed look successfully pleased Liu Ruyan, and she felt sorry for the light blue color that gradually appeared in his eyes.

The more she said this, the more Xing Mohan cared about it. There was someone with bad intentions who always couldn't wait to kiss his lips after he smoked. The nicotine tobacco aroma accompanied by her rich rose scent made people infinitely addicted.

Xing Mohan's breathing was disordered, and he looked down at her with deep doting.

Every time in the end he would suppress the irrepressible thoughts.

Liu Ruyan watched him carefully smooth out the wrinkles on her clothes and button them up carefully and gently one by one. She couldn't help but reach out and touch his increasingly charming face.

Xing Mohan could only sigh helplessly. He had no resistance to her now and could not withstand the slightest provocation. He could only put up with it.

He gradually fell into the love net that Liu Ruyan had woven for him.

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Ever since Duan Beiyan confessed his feelings in the music room, it has become their secret base.

Liu Ruyan accepted him little by little, which made Duan Beiyan more and more obsessed. Their intertwined hands were all over the black and white piano keys.

Duan Beiyan, who has always disliked being disturbed, got used to her company. He used to prefer classical music, but now he falls in love with passionate rock music.

After his repeated requests, Liu Ruyan agreed to accompany him to practice the piano every noon. He gently held her hand and guided her fingertips to press the keys. Although the sound was obviously inharmonious, he felt it was particularly pleasant and passionate.

The sound of their heartbeats racing mixed with their breathing.

The heat and passion of rock music changed his taste in music and made him addicted to it, so much so that he had long forgotten the upcoming competition.

Duan Beiyan's affectionate peach blossom eyes gradually became warm and deep, and his approaching body was held back by a hand.

"Okay, it's time. I have classes in the afternoon."

"Hmm? Not enough. If you want to kiss again, Yanyan, Yan'er, just touch it."

Duan Beiyan's voice was vague and flattering, his pupils became deep and dark, and his thumb subconsciously rubbed the calluses left by playing the piano.

Liu Ruyan moved her fingers and patted his shoulder to comfort him, avoiding someone's inappropriate behavior.

Her fingertips touched his forehead and slid down to the corner of his lips.

She controlled her contact with Duan Beiyan very well, always being close yet distant, breaking away as soon as she touched.

The obvious teasing was suppressed when Duan Beiyan became too agitated.

At the edge of his patience, he was pushed to the limit.

Duan Beiyan was already on the verge of collapse, and he could no longer suppress his desire for revenge.

"Bang bang—"