Xu Lin heard the other's words.
He was slightly stunned, wondering what she was going to say.
At this moment, Xu Lin, with his left arm around her neck, tilted his head slightly and kissed her again.
Xia Xiyao was very proactive this time, cooperating with Xu Lin in the kiss.
It was her third kiss in life, and she felt like kissing was a very magical thing.
However.
Xu Lin couldn't stay honest while kissing either.
Very soon, Xia Xiyao felt Xu Lin's right hand exploring her thigh.
Xia Xiyao felt a bit ticklish, instinctively wanting to stop Xu Lin's mischievous hand, but she only offered a token resistance twice, ultimately letting Xu Lin do as he wished.
Xu Lin's hand soon slipped into her skirt.
She was wearing a short skirt.
It was winter now; Xia Xiyao was still wearing thermal leggings.
But soon, her thermal leggings became ripped stockings.
"Xu Lin..."
"What did you call me last night?"
Seeing her shy expression, Xu Lin suddenly remembered last night.
"What?"
