Yanlu was even more stunned, and even subconsciously closed his fingers to feel the touch in his palm - the size was just enough to hold it, and the elasticity was very good, but it was just right for him

"No, no, no, no!" When he completely woke up to what he was holding, his ears were red and his expression was flustered, and he couldn't even say anything, "Xuanxuan, Xuan'er, this is not okay!" ”

"Huh? Why? Han Xuan tilted his head suspiciously, "Men like this kind of thing the most, don't they?" Don't you like it? ”

"Of course I don't like it, how do you know about such a thing?" Yanlu stopped suddenly, as if he thought of something, and a flash of color flashed in his eyes.

"When I was young, I often mingled with my brothers, like touching fish and walking dogs, and I took the lead in doing this kind of thing many times, and they respected me as a man, and often shared their treasures with me, and there were a lot of pictures and paintings in it. Oh yes! Han Xuan seemed to remember something, "It seems that the painting in the picture book is a little different, there, it should be bigger than here, right?" ”

Yanlu watched her make a larger arc on her chest, and immediately turned her head, only to feel that the tip of her nose was a little hot and itchy.

"It doesn't seem right, some of those pictures are as flat as slate but still cute, it shouldn't be because of the size, so, it's still you"

"No, it's not!" has always been gentle and elegant, even in the face of uncertain life and death, he can still deal with it calmly, but now his eyes are chaotic and uncertain, he just doesn't dare to look at the person next to him, so flustered and gaffe, where is he?

But this is him, this person, he was born to defeat him!

"Me and I"

"Like?" Han Xuan saw that he was speechless for a long time, so he simply guessed by himself.

The almost inaudible reply, Yan Lu's cheeks were hot, and it was a little hotter than this spring water, and he sank his body a little more, not daring to look at the person next to him.

But she next to her didn't care and said, "If you like it, what are you twisting?" What you and I have, you won't lose it if you touch it! ”

"Huh?"

Han Xuan's expression became more and more impatient, "If it weren't for the fear that you would touch yourself, I wouldn't have come up with such a solution, really, it's all your fault for twisting and pinching, making me feel wrong!" ”

Only then did Yanlu understand that this practice seemed to be a way to divert his attention from touching his itchy legs and to do something else that he liked.

So in the end, he was thinking alone, but she didn't think about it at all.

"Uh-oh."