Chapter 73: What are you doing!

When Li Yan and Wang Lin came out of the hot pot restaurant, the crowd on the street had gradually thinned out, and the lights under the night sky looked warm and yellow, carrying a hint of vague ambiguity.

The bill was only a few hundred yuan, which was a relatively cheap meal.

She hooked onto Li Yan's arm and gave him a generous smile—no matter what, the two had chatted and laughed all night, and they hadn't drunk much alcohol, only four bottles of beer, not enough to get drunk, but a little alcohol still made them both slightly tipsy.

It was already close to ten o'clock, and the air at night was filled with the lingering spicy scent of hot pot, also mixed with the smell of traffic and neon lights in the city.

Wang Lin walked side by side with Li Yan, quietly hugging Li Yan's arm tighter, her body leaning slightly against him.

She looked relaxed, but she was a bit anxious in her heart: legs have been touched, and she was hugging so tightly, why hadn't this guy confessed yet?

Could it be that he just wanted to keep it at a distance like this?

If it were another boy, I'm afraid he would have already been unable to help but say something like "Let's be together."

However, Li Yan didn't confess.

Wang Lin wasn't a girl who lacked a brain, and of course, she wasn't the type who would just wait for the other party to speak and everything would be fine;

she "could be proactive," but the premise was that there was an opportunity or more obvious affection to pave the way, otherwise it would appear too cheap and too easy to get.

She was only 18 years old this year, but she had certain ideas and pursuits for her life;

she didn't exclude a good material life, but she wasn't stupid enough to stick to a rich second generation as soon as she saw one.

Moreover, she did have a good impression of Li Yan, especially the other party's wealth and self-confidence, which was a "deadly kill" for a girl like her who had some ideas but was not deeply involved in the world, but this didn't mean she would lose her mind casually.

The two walked in silence to the Jin River.

The cool river breeze blew on her skin, making Wang Lin feel a bit comfortable.

The Jin River at night reflected the neon lights from all over the city, which had a kind of inexplicable romance.

She leaned half-way against Li Yan's side, her forehead resting lightly on his shoulder, looking at the cruise ships on the river through the railing.

The neon lights flickered and jumped in the water, like some kind of dream; Wang Lin was slightly dazed in her heart, thinking of how she had interacted with Li Yan more and more these days: chatting hotly in the freshman group, and also hitting it off after meeting in private.

It's just, why didn't he say anything?

Of course, she didn't really need the statement of "dating" immediately, but at least, a few more intimate actions or heartwarming words could give her more peace of mind, right?

Li Yan seemed to feel the girl's leaning, silently reaching out to touch her hair, but didn't say any sweet words.

Checking the time on the Patek Philippe Nautilus, it was almost eleven o'clock, and he calculated in his heart: should he wait a bit longer before attacking?

Looking at Wang Lin's posture of leaning on him, it should count as giving a signal, right?

Thinking of this, Li Yan made up his mind: it was time to take the next step.

He patted Wang Lin's shoulder lightly: "Let's go back first? It won't be easy to call a designated driver if it gets too late."

She said "Hmm" and didn't ask much.

The two walked towards where the car was parked.

The wind along the way carried a hint of coolness, Wang Lin's steps weren't fast, still hooking onto his arm in a small range, looking like an ordinary couple on the street, but neither of them said much.

She was actually anxious in her heart: hurry up, do you have any actions? But it wasn't easy to say it clearly.

After arriving at that black Mercedes G-Class, Li Yan politely opened the passenger door for Wang Lin.

When she got in the car, she deliberately slowed down by a beat, pulling her skirt up a bit, revealing her white and straight legs, thinking that maybe it could stimulate the other party's nerves.

Li Yan saw it in his eyes, smiled silently, and also opened the driver's door and sat in the car.

In the sultry summer night, after a few hours of walking and hot pot tossing, both of them were slightly sweaty.

Li Yan played a piece of light and slow music, making the atmosphere in the car instantly fall into a soft state.

There was no light on, only the dim brightness of the center console, making Wang Lin's side face look even fairer.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin looked at Li Yan's right hand—he was still subconsciously resting on the center armrest.

She hesitated for a few seconds, and finally slowly moved her snow-white thigh towards that side.

She thought in her heart: since he didn't confess proactively, then she would give another hint to see if he could break through anything tonight.

She didn't care about the superficial question of "who confesses first," but—if Li Yan was really interested in her, he should at least have the courage to say something, or do something to confirm the relationship between the two, instead of just touching her leg and that's it.

Li Yan naturally didn't know how to refuse; seeing her leg already resting on it, he first reached out to cover it, enjoying the touch of that fair skin as usual.

Wang Lin's body was obviously slightly stiff, but she didn't pull back, which made Li Yan even more itchy in his heart.

He gently stroked it a few times, bringing a full hand of smooth touch, the melody of the music pushed the atmosphere in the dark, and that subtle ambiguity was ignited into flames bit by bit.

Li Yan didn't think much anymore, leaning towards Wang Lin.

She seemed to notice that something was about to happen, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Li Yan's action: he leaned over instantly and sealed her lips directly.

Wang Lin's pupils dilated for a moment—she didn't expect Li Yan to kiss her so decisively.

She was still waiting for the so-called "confession" and other words, but her brain was buzzing from the collision of lips and tongues.

She wanted to dodge but didn't dodge, a spicy breath attacked, carrying the mixed smell of the faint perfume on his body and beer.

She was startled and let out a few whimpers, her hands were originally holding a small fabric bag, and when she wasn't paying attention, the bag fell under the car seat.

And at this moment, Wang Lin couldn't care about it anymore, just reflexively raising her hand to resist Li Yan's chest.

It was just that after passively enduring for a few seconds, Wang Lin slowly closed her eyes.

Wang Lin, after all, had a good impression of him, and her body truly felt the sour numbness when their lips met, which made her soul turn upside down.

It was just that the feeling of the next intrusion made her heart beat fast, and at this moment, an absurd thought actually appeared in her heart.

Fortunately, she chewed gum after eating hot pot just now, at least she wouldn't let the other party smell any strange smell...

Her thoughts were in a mess, while Li Yan kissed more and more proactively, as if he couldn't wait to swallow her.

The other hand was still rubbing back and forth on her snow-white, smooth legs, making her ears red and hot.

Wang Lin, after all, was just an 18-year-old girl.

Although she had some small thoughts, she had never experienced such a substantial attack.

She began to feel that the whole person was about to melt in Li Yan's kiss, until his hand reached up more and more presumptuously, and she suddenly realized something was wrong.

This seemed too fast, right?

She didn't even get a confession, how could she let the other party "eat her clean" here?

She wanted to break free while breathing rapidly, but was tightly suppressed by that domineering kiss, and in a hurry, she half-pushed and half-pulled to slap Li Yan's hand away, but his strength didn't decrease by half.

In her anxiety, she suddenly pushed her knee up hard, hitting Li Yan's thigh, plus the action of shrinking her neck back, making Li Yan be squeezed away slightly.

Coincidentally, at the moment of this push, Li Yan's face also met the kiss too deeply and was bitten hard on the lower lip by her.

Only hearing a "hiss," Li Yan immediately felt the pain and let go of her lips, and a clear tooth mark immediately appeared on his lower lip.

Wang Lin took the opportunity to breathe heavily, and said angrily while panting: "You..."

Before she finished speaking, she blurted out in Sichuan dialect: "What are you doing!" ===== CHAPTER 74 =====