"Hehe…" Bo Yan laughed with pleasure, ignoring the bowls to pick up the girl and head towards the master bedroom.
Yuran was startled for a moment, wrapping her arms around his neck. Seeing the direction he was heading, her expression changed, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Bo Yan's smile widened, "Baby, we've confessed our feelings, talked it out, and now I'm carrying you towards the bedroom. What do you think I want to … do?"
The phrase 'do what' was laden with unbridled lust.
Yuran was nervous, struggling to get down, "Qi Ge, you must not, I still, I still..."
Bo Yan, "Being young is no longer an excuse, you're an adult now."
Yuran was speechless, "I haven't graduated yet."
Bo Yan suddenly leaned in close, his thin lips sliding across the tip of her nose, "So, you mean, it's okay after you graduate?"
Yuran: "…"
Don't nitpick words.
