Nangong Lin’s face flushed, "What do you want to do?"
"I don’t want to do anything," Alvin couldn’t help but blush as well, pouting playfully like a child, "I just want to touch a little."
Nangong Lin: "..."
Touch a little?
Touch my foot!
"No way!" Nangong Lin clutched Alvin’s hand, refusing to let go.
"Why not?" Alvin looked confused, like he was complaining, "Can’t even touch a little bit?"
Nangong Lin: "..."
"Well, I didn’t say you could touch me!" Caught in a moment of folly, Nangong Lin blurted out a thoughtless response.
Alvin’s face lit up with a charming smile, his eyes gleaming captivatingly as he gave Nangong Lin’s lips a couple of light pecks, "You can touch me, I don’t mind at all, go ahead."
Nangong Lin wanted to die, damn it, how did she say that out loud, it felt like two quarreling kids bickering.
As Alvin spoke, he pulled Nangong Lin’s hand toward himself, and Nangong Lin quickly retracted, "I’m not touching!"
Alvin pounced on top of Nangong Lin, "Then I’ll touch you."
Saying this, he indeed slipped his hand into her skirt, making Nangong Lin’s face turn crimson red.
In the end, Nangong Lin couldn’t resist his shamelessness, and he did take some liberties, but just as he promised, he didn’t do anything else.
In the end, he only held Nangong Lin in his arms, kissing her passionately, yet did nothing more.
But Nangong Lin could feel his body’s reaction, embarrassed to the point that she wanted to find a place to hide.
Finally, Alvin hugged her, satisfied, kissing her several times before saying, "Alright, let’s sleep, it’s late."



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