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Zhang Yang felt incredibly guilty and didn't dare to make a sound, let alone move.
Unexpectedly, Xia Xue suddenly lifted her head and said with a hint of self-reproach, "You must have been holding back these past few days."
Faced with such an understanding Xia Xue, Zhang Yang was overjoyed.
Xia Xue blamed herself for everything, as she had always wanted to get intimate with Zhang Yang, but in the end, for various reasons, they never managed to go all the way.
So she was sure that this is why Zhang Yang had been feeling so pent up.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have started getting frisky under the table while he watched her busy herself in the kitchen.
Zhang Yang made a face that said 'as long as you know,' and then pulled Xia Xue into his arms again.
Xia Xue, with an apologetic look on her face, said, "Zhang Yang, let's not do this anymore, Aunt Yun is at home today, and we just can't."
