The girl held out for barely ten seconds before losing the initiative, her body tightly encircled by the young man's arms.
Her lips were gently pried open, and that soft, tender little tongue was repeatedly entwined, **. The stimulation and comfort gradually muddled the Young Girl's mind.
She couldn't resist him—she simply couldn't! Just how practiced was this bastard?!
Xiao Yan stared intently at the girl's moist eyes as they kept darting away in embarrassment, a flicker of heat flashing through his own. His hand roamed restlessly around her waist before finally finding the belt fastening her clothes.
The girl jumped, her muddled mind clearing for an instant. She reflexively pushed Xiao Yan away and scooted back several steps. Her freed lips panted heavily as she reproached him, "Y-you... what are you doing? That kind of thing... not yet..."
Although the bloodline within her had awakened, it would take at least until she reached the Half-Saint level for it to fully merge with and perfect her body. If she lost her virginity beforehand, that fusion would be disrupted, damaging her future potential.
Xiao Yan awkwardly rubbed his nose and silently reflected on himself. Indeed, neither of them had even made their relationship clear yet. Taking advantage of her like this was rather too hasty and inappropriate.
Seeing the young man lost in thought, Liuli assumed he was angry over her refusal. She pursed her lips, leaned closer to Xiao Yan again, and softly asked, "Um... you're not angry, are you? It really isn't possible. My body is somewhat special..."
Seeing her cautious expression, Xiao Yan immediately laughed. "Why would I be angry? I should be the one apologizing. I was the one who acted improperly."
With that, he hugged the girl again and suddenly planted a kiss on her fair,