Opening Up a Little Too Much

Lin Xingmian's whole face had turned so red it was nearly burning. Her eyes were watery, veiled in an extreme shyness.

"Xiaxia, Yiyi, please stop talking... I-I can barely breathe..."

She really could not take it much longer. Those blunt, teasing words and touches had shattered the fragile psychological defense she had only just built, dragging the desires buried deep in her heart nakedly into the sunlight.

Sheng Xia and Ruan Mingyi exchanged a glance, the teasing in their eyes gradually replaced by indulgent smiles.

Their consciences finally kicked in, and they decided to spare this little quail that was about to be "steamed."

Ruan Mingyi gently put an arm around Lin Xingmian's shoulders and led her to sit on the nearby sofa.

Sheng Xia sat down beside her on the other side and comforted her with a grin. "All right, all right, we won't tease you anymore. Look how badly we scared you."

Ruan Mingyi said, "Mianmian, did we scare you just now? Did you also feel like those things you imagined were a little... you know?"

Lin Xingmian's body stiffened almost imperceptibly. She really did feel that having the images that surfaced uncontrollably in her mind described so specifically by Ruan Mingyi was... shameful, improper, as though it had sullied the pure love in her heart.

Sheng Xia's tone became unusually serious. "Silly Mianmian, what's there to be embarrassed about? Let me tell you, this is completely, utterly normal! Every one of us has thought about it—probably things even more outrageous than what you imagined."

Lin Xingmian finally raised her damp eyes to look at Sheng Xia. "Really? Everyone is like this?"

Sheng Xia said, "Of course. Regardless of gender, desire is only human nature. People are born with it."

Lin Xingmian said, "Isn't it supposed to be