Although she was still angry, An Zhishui could also feel Han Ying's sincerity in love. After all, for girls, this was an extremely private thing that could not be known or thought by outsiders. Moreover, this was the first time, she was willing to give it to others for her to show her, which naturally meant that she really regretted and admitted her mistake sincerely.

But An Zhishui thought how could such a thing be exchanged? Even if Han Ying liked An Zhishui to see, An Zhishui would not see it, and he would definitely have needle holes.

So An Zhishui was still angry and didn't speak in a depressed manner.

"Okay, I'll tell you a secret, so that you can laugh at me to the fullest." Han Yingai saw An Zhishui being angry and realized her mistakes more and more... She had this personality. If others didn't take it seriously with her, she would not take it seriously. She would only reflect on it if she had to turn against her.

An Zhishui pulled the quilt, exposing her hair bit by bit, then pressed the edge of the quilt to reveal her eyes, glanced at Han Yingai, then pulled the quilt up and still hid in the quilt.

Any girl will be curious about other people's secrets, especially those close to people and friends in the boudoir, which is even more difficult to suppress. What's more, Han Ying likes to say seems to be very powerful. An Zhishui is more able to accept such exchanges. Everyone has a handle that can be ridiculed in their hands, which is a way for girls to have a strong friendship.

Han Ying had finished speaking, but she regretted it. How could she say such a thing?

An Zhishui waited for a long time and found that Han Yingai was not speaking. He stretched out his head and looked at Han Yingai. Seeing Han Yingai's cheeks flushed and hesitant, he became more and more curious about what Han Yingai was, which made people laugh at him. It felt very embarrassing.

Han Yingai touched her hot cheeks, but she still felt it was difficult to say it. She kept annoyed that she should have thought of other ways to make An Zhishui forgive her. Now that she said it, if she regrets her, An Zhishui would definitely not agree.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." An Zhishui shrank his head back and hid in the quilt.

"I tell you...but I didn't laugh at you, and you are not allowed to laugh at me." Han Yingai said hurriedly.

"Friends keep secrets from each other, I won't laugh at you." An Zhishui also said quickly.

"You...have you ever...that?" Han Yingai's cheeks flushed.

"Which?" An Zhishui didn't understand what she was saying.

"It's...it's...it sometimes..." Han Yingai couldn't understand it. Judging from An Zhishui's appearance, it seemed that An Zhishui probably didn't understand... Although An Zhishui had sex with Li Luyou.

"What can you do?" An Zhishui couldn't help but blush, and he felt vaguely that he really couldn't tell others something, and it was even more embarrassing than doing something like that between him and Li Luyou.

"You know how to... touch yourself..." Han Yingai made a fuss and lowered her head, not daring to look at An Zhishui anymore.

"I haven't." An Zhishui shook his head, but the feeling of discomfort just now disappeared quietly. Looking at Han Yingai's face with her head down and she was ashamed to see people, she quickly comforted her: "But this is a very normal thing. I heard that most girls have it, but no one will admit it."

This means that An Zhishui thinks that Han Ying likes to tell secrets, and she is not angry anymore. An Zhishui can understand that such things are actually more difficult to speak of than what girls and boys do. After all, doing things like boys is often related to sweet love. There is always a feeling of greatness of giving and willingness to do anything with her beloved person. However, the things that Han Ying likes to say are different. If someone knows them, it will make people think she is a bad girl.

"Don't tell Li Luyou." Seeing that An Zhishui didn't mean to make fun of him, Han Yingai still felt her cheeks burning and quickly reminded her.

"Of course I won't tell him." An Zhishui nodded heavily and swore loyalty to his friends.

"If he knew it too, I would have no shame to meet people." This is what Han Yingai is most worried about.

"You know you are shy. You... Li Luyou were all seen by you!" An Zhishui felt very wronged when he thought of this problem. He felt that he had suffered a great loss.

Han Yingai remembered the scene just now, his cheeks were hot, but Han Yingai disagreed with An Zhishui's grievances. Li Luyou did not suffer any loss. Didn't he touch Han Yingai? He had also seen her body.

"You are not allowed to think...you have to forget what happened just now." After An Zhishui said that, he felt that he was a forceful person and was angry angrily. Han Yingai would definitely not forget it, just like the thing he saw Li Luyou for the first time, and was also shocked.

"I don't think about it anymore... Shuishui, I'll ask you something, and I won't think about it if I understand it." Han Yingai looked at the door and asked carefully. This is a rare opportunity. I will definitely be embarrassed to speak again next time.

"You ask?" Of course An Zhishui didn't want his good friend to remember his boyfriend's health in his mind, so he wanted to help Han Yingai forget.

"I heard it hurts very much the first time, but you just seemed very... very..." Han Yingai racked her brains to think of the adjectives, recalling An Zhishui's body falling and falling, and immediately found it: "You seem to be very slutty!"

An Zhishui's cheeks were red, as if blood was about to condense. He was ashamed and angry as Han Yingai actually used such words to describe the pure Shui. But thinking about the way he was dizzy just now, he was definitely ugly when he fell into the eyes of others. That feeling of shame surged up again, and he rushed over without hesitation, pushing Han Yingai down on the bed: "You are just slut, you are still peeking, you are the most slut!"

"Okay, okay... I was wrong... it's not slut, it's not slutty... it's not right... it's not right, it's very much... it's very comfortable..." Han Yingai begged for mercy while resisting An Zhishui's small fist.

"You are so arrogant, you are so sexy, you like, you are comfortable..." An Zhishui was shy and angry, and Han Ying was more and more over-the-top, "You bad guy, are these words said by girls? And you actually use them to say to me!"

"I was wrong... Didn't they do it on purpose... I don't know what to say..." Han Yingai grabbed An Zhishui's fist and his eyes lit up, "Then what do you think?"

An Zhishui was stunned by Han Ying's love to ask. Of course she knew what it felt, but this did not mean that she had thought about it specifically and described what it felt like, because this was something that would make me feel embarrassed if I thought about it.

"Doesn't it really hurt? The thing Li Luyou's thing is so big!" Han Yingai exclaimed. He usually doesn't feel in the way when he walks, but does it really have no effect on hanging such a thing between his legs? Boys are really incredible creatures.

"I said I will forget it!" An Zhishui said in annoyance. Han Yingai remembered it clearly.

"But you didn't tell me. I'll forget if you tell me what it feels like." Han Yingai felt that her reason was tenable and said with confidence.

"Just... it's just like you touching yourself." An Zhishui said vaguely. How can this feeling be easy to share? Good friends cannot share some things. Moreover, if you don't experience this kind of thing yourself, you can't imagine it when you hear others' descriptions.

"Huh... you haven't touched yourself, how did you know it would be similar? Have you touched it too?" Han Yingai cleverly grabbed An Zhishui's handle.

"Where do I have it!" An Zhishui determined anxiously, pouting and blushing, "It's just that sometimes I accidentally touch it, and it feels a little weird."

For a moment, both of them fell silent. Han Ying liked to think about the feeling of doing that kind of thing, and An Zhishui looked at the difference.

After a while, the two of them raised their heads and smiled at each other. The embarrassment and anger just now had almost disappeared.

"Don't be angry?" Han Yingai asked in a low voice.

"Don't do this in the future. If it were someone else, I would definitely not be able to forgive you." An Zhishui pouted and sighed to forgive Han Ying for her love.

"Oh no... Li Luyou said he wanted to settle the score with me." Han Yingai patted her cheek and thought of what Li Luyou said before she came in.

"You must apologize to him, too." An Zhishui said naturally, urging Han Yingai: "Go quickly."

Han Yingai walked to the door slowly and turned around to ask An Zhishui for help: "If Li Luyou loses his temper later, you must come and save me."

"I don't care about you." An Zhishui looked at her look and couldn't help laughing. Li Luyou was obviously a good-tempered and gentle person. I don't know why he just liked Han Yingai. Han Yingai always looked down on this and that, and when he met Li Luyou, he became honest.

Han Yingai walked out the door quietly and found that Li Luyou was not waiting at the door. She breathed a sigh of relief. She walked to the stairs against the wall, stretched out her head and looked around for a few times, but she didn't notice Li Luyou. She was overjoyed. Could it be that Li Luyou was ashamed of being seen as her bare butt, so she simply ran away?

If this is the case, that would be great. After the joy, Han Yingai felt that she was optimistic and unreliable. Li Luyou said just now that he wanted to settle the score with her, so he would not let her go easily. It was like this every time. When she did something wrong, Li Luyou scolded her as if he was her father, and his father would not care about her like this.

Han Yingai thought about it and felt more and more uneasy. She always felt the tranquility before the storm came. She looked down the stairs again, and her heart moved. She simply took advantage of the fact that Li Luyou didn't know what he was doing and ran away secretly.

Han Yingai did it as soon as she wanted to do it, tiptoed to the door, but just walked to the door, but she couldn't walk anymore. Her scalp hurt. Han Yingai turned around with a bitter face. Why did Li Luyou grab someone's hair like a primary school student?
Chapter completed!