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In fact, he was only trying to test if she was really going to cooperate with and listen to him, and recover her memory by doing the things they used to do.
He had never imagined that she would cooperate with him even though she looked as though she didnât trust him. This made Yin Shaojie feel happy.
From another perspective, it seemed that she still trusted him, even though she had lost her memory.
Mu Xiaoxiao saw that he was going to kiss her again, and she moved backwards blushing. She asked softly, âWill this really make me remember?â
But⦠when she was kissing him, she only felt her mind becoming muddled. She could only react towards whatever he was doing to her, and she couldnât think of anything else.
âWhat, what have you remembered?â he asked, his dark eyes gazing into hers gently.
Meeting his eyes, Mu Xiaoxiao felt an inexpressible softness in her heart.
She liked how he looked at her. It was very attentive and affectionate, as though his eyes were only for her and nothing else.
She shook her head honestly. âNo, I canât think of anything. So⦠can we stop?â
However, Yin Shaojie frowned and shook his head. âNo.â
âWhy not?â Mu Xiaoxiao puffed her cheeks out. Upon thinking about how she had to continue doing such shameful things, her heart shrank again.
Yin Shaojie said earnestly, âIf you still canât think of anything it just means that we havenât done enough. I think we should do more to recall your memory.â
D-Do more?
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs ears were thoroughly red. âH-how do we do more?â
They were already like this now, so doing more would meanâ¦
She shook her head. âNo way.â
âWhy not?â Yin Shaojie asked seriously on purpose. However, his pursed lips were trying to hold his laughter in, because her serious little face was too amusing. He almost laughed out loud.
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him bashfully. âWe canât doâ¦â
âWhat canât we do?â He smirked devilishly. He obviously understood what she meant, but still wanted to get a clear answer.
Do⦠the words were too shameful. Mu Xiaoxiao really couldnât say them aloud, and she could only glare at him as she pouted coquettishly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAnyway, we just canât do it!â
Yin Shaojie pretended that she was giving him a headache. Frowning, he said, âWhat can we do then? How about this: letâs have a little taste and see how far you can go. How about that?â
âFor example⦠like this?â This demon matched his actions to his words. Without even obtaining her consent, he started to caress her chest naughtily.
Mu Xiaoxiao sputtered, âBe gentler,â before using her reddened watery eyes to glare at him, as though she were trying to stop him from his evil deeds.
âOops, sorry. Was I using too much force? Iâll be gentler this time, then,â Yin Shaojie said this in a softer voice. Releasing her from his claws, he placed his hands on her waist. Crossing his legs, he moved her forward and sat her down so that she was now a little higher.
Mu Xiaoxiao was wondering about what he was doing when he suddenly lowered his head and met her chest.
Mu Xiaoxiaoâs sensitive skin was shocked, making her little face blush red. She was so bashful that she could not stop shaking and her heart felt so small that it was numb. Her little feet curled up on the sofa.