Morning, The Heir Chapter 21: Her First Kiss

Hearing this, Lin Xiao was p.i.s.sed off. "Who are you referring to? You've taken advantage of me, because I..."

Having suddenly stopped speaking, she bit her teeth and refused to say more.

Leng Yihuang was intrigued by her and asked with his eyebrows lifted upwardly, "Because you what? Don't tell me it's your first kiss!"

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Her face color changed suddenly.

He felt very delighted and burst into laughter. "Is this your first kiss? Really? You're almost 23 years old and not ugly. It surprises me that you haven't dated anyone!"

She felt uncomfortable at his laugh, got her face blushed, and said while glaring at him, "I've dated someone. You can't disdain me. When I was in love, I'm afraid you were wearing open-seat pants with a runny nose!"

"If I was so, then how about you? Don't tell me that you were already in love when your mother was still pregnant with you."

"Anyway, I was been in love a long time ago."

He sneered and said with apparent incredibility, "You?"

He stared at her up and down with his sharp eyes. He had stayed here for a long time, so if she got a boyfriend, how could he not know?

She felt very uncomfortable at his glance and said, "Forget it if you don't believe me! I had a relationship earlier than you."

Of course, he disbelieved her and took her words as nothing.

He couldn't help staring at her plump and mellow lips and felt extremely pleased that he got her first kiss.

She felt scared and then realized he was still on top of her.

She pressed her hands on his chest to push him away. "Get up!"

His hands were originally propped up on the two sides of her. After this push, he took his hands back and fell onto her like a mountain.

"Ooh!" murmured she. Having almost suffocated because of him, she had her chest in great pain, but she felt embarra.s.sed to rub it.

"What are you doing? Get up!" She tried her best to push him away, but he was so heavy.

No matter how she pushed him, he was still on top of her.

"Get up!" She hit him on his back in fury.

He said with affected airs while still oppressing her, "Alas! I have no strength and feel very dizzy. Something is wrong with my head because of that fall."

He tilted his head and fell on her neck, inhaling her fragrance. However, he curled his lips' corners at someplace where she didn't see.

How could she believe him! "You scoundrel! Don't pretend! Get up! Do you hear me?"

"I can't get up. I have no strength. You can push me away."

"You scoundrel!" She tried all her skills, but she was unable to push him away.

"Alas! I haven't eaten these days, so I have no strength," said he calmly.

She could only touch his firm muscles. Since he was on top of her, she was so hot that the sweat came out. In the end, she said with compromise, "You're hungry, aren't you? Get up, and I'll cook for you!"

He tilted his head and turned around, seeing her brittle and tender skin.　　

"How about that pig? Return it tomorrow."

"Guinea pig isn't a pig. Do you have common sense about it..." She couldn't speak the rest of it, for she felt the weight on her became heavier, almost pushing the air of her chest out of it.