"Really?" Lin Fanyue held her chin in her hands and looked at him curiously, "Then tell me, are you on top or below?"

"...I haven't experienced that."

For a long time, Song Qingrui gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.

He secretly glared at the woman next to him, and sooner or later he would let her feel for herself whether he was on top or bottom.

"Oh, that's it." Lin Fanyue nodded in understanding, "I don't think you should go through it. It will definitely be very painful."

Song Qingrui: "..."

Lin Fanyue saw his gloomy expression, but she continued to teach him, "Really, I won't lie to you, I am a woman, and I have the most experience in this kind of thing. The first time, it hurt me to death.

If it were you men, they would definitely die in pain, who can bear it?"

"..."

Song Qingrui took a breath and felt bad all over.

Why, why should he be here to listen to her talk about her first time.

He was going to be diaphragmed to death.

Lin Fanyue said with gleaming courage: "Don't think what I said is unpleasant, but I am someone who has been here..."

"Shut up."

Before she finished speaking, Song Qingrui freed up a hand to cover her mouth.

His hands were big and warm, and there was a faint smell of plum blossoms in the palms, which smelled quite good.

Just when she was curious that a man's hand smelled like plum blossoms, the hand suddenly pressed the small flesh on both sides of her cheek.

There was a traffic jam in front of her. Song Qingrui turned his head to look at her and found that her little face had been squeezed by his big hands so that her pink lips bulged out. She looked very cute.

It's also very elastic and feels great in the hand.

He couldn't help but press a few more times.

"What are you doing?" Lin Fanyue pushed his hand away and stared at him with her big black eyes, "Take advantage of me."

"Your little face is so soft, it's fun to touch." Song Qingrui said with a generous smile.

Lin Fanyue struck while the iron was hot and began to persuade again, "Yeah, our women's faces have always been soft, unlike you men, unless you find a fat man, but fat men are not good-looking. It will be different if you find a woman.

No matter it’s the top, the middle, or the bottom, it’s always soft.”

Song Qingrui held up his forehead speechlessly, "You can just say what you say. Can you please not wear any paint?"

"I'm speaking out of conscience," Lin Fanyue snorted without any embarrassment at all.

Song Qingrui said nothing, but secretly gave her a meaningful look.

Haha, she said it softly, he really wanted to experience it from her, but it's a pity that someone won't give him a chance now.

...

At six o'clock in the evening, the lanterns are lit.

When the car parked in the parking lot at the gate of Happy World, Lin Fanyue realized, "This is where I can be happy?"

"Have you been here?" Song Qingrui got out of the car and opened the passenger door for her.

Lin Fanyue shook her head, huddled in her chair and said weakly, "It's very popular here, and there are many check-in places online, but I'm timid and can't stand some exciting projects."

"It doesn't matter, we can play some non-exciting sports." Song Qingrui stretched out his slender fingers towards her. Under the bright light, his delicate and handsome face seemed to be moistened with tenderness.

By some strange coincidence, Lin Fanyue reached out and held his hand.

Until he got out of the car and dragged him towards the gate.


Chapter completed!