650 Stop Sowing Discord!
Huanhuan blushed.
Xue Ling said sourly, “You made a lot of noise last night. I could hear you crying from next door. Shuang Yun isn’t bad, huh? He actually played with you for most of the night.”
Huanhuan didn’t dare to answer. She leaned in front of Yun Hui and asked him how he slept last night.
“I didn’t sleep much the first half of last night.”
“Why? Is it because the blanket and bed are uncomfortable?”
“You kept crying. I was worried that Shuang Yun would bully you. I wanted to help you, but Bai Di stopped me at the door.”
Yun Hui said it seriously. Huanhuan felt ashamed.
Shuang Yun had tortured her too much last night. At first, she gritted her teeth and tried not to make a sound, but later, she was tortured so badly that she was in a daze. She could only cry non-stop, hoping that Shuang Yun would be gentler and slower.
Unexpectedly, she was heard by the three other guys.
Bai Di stroked her head. “Does it still hurt there?”
His voice was pleasant, and his tone was gentle, but his words made Huanhuan blush with embarrassment.
She didn’t dare look into Bai Di’s eyes. “I-It doesn’t hurt anymore,” she whispered.
“Shuang Yun is wild. There’s no limit to what he can do. If you feel uncomfortable next time, reject him directly. Don’t worry too much, or you’ll be easily injured.”
Huanhuan nodded in embarrassment. “Okay.”
Shuang Yun, who had just walked downstairs, heard Bai Di and exploded.
He rushed over and pointed at Bai Di’s nose. “I won’t let Huanhuan get hurt. Stop sowing discord!”
Bai Di pushed his fingers away. “If you’ve packed everything, let’s go now.”
Huanhuan immediately nodded.
“Do you want me to carry you?”
“No, I can walk.”
Despite his words, Bai Di took her hand and led her out of the inn.
Shuang Yun followed behind them angrily and kept muttering, “The reason why I refused to let go of Huanhuan last night is that I like her. I want to be with her forever and be intimate with her. How could I hurt her…”
Huanhuan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as she looked back at him. “Stop nagging like a little old man.”
“You despise me for being old? I’m the youngest of the four!”
Speaking of age, Xue Ling slowed down and walked at the very end.
Even so, Shuang Yun called his name immediately.
“Xue Ling is the oldest. If you despise old men, you should despise him the most”
Xue Ling: WTF?!
‘I was actually shot while lying down!’
