Duoyao turned her face around silently. Every time this topic was raised, she would feel like jumping into a ditch and burying herself.
"Can you stop bringing up this topic?" She grumbled weakly. "It's so embarrassing."
"So you understand that it's embarrassing too?" Yan Molun's thin lips raised slightly. "Do you women always talk about things like that when you get together?"
"…" Duoyao coughed softly and said shamelessly, "You sound as if you men are very pure. Don't you all talk about it too?"
Yan Molun stroked her head and suddenly changed the topic. "Do you find it tiring when we kiss?"
They jumped topics too suddenly and it was still so embarrassing.
Duoyao pressed her fiery lips together and couldn't really put a finger on it because he had always been the one bending down, so she didn't find it tiring.
