Ad-free⑴⑶8reading.net—just refreshing and satisfying! Chapter 1201 felt awkward. Xiao Ying silently sighed, her mind momentarily blank as she stared at the scene unfolding before her, completely at a loss for how to react to this sudden development. Yet, what Xiao Ying hadn't anticipated was that the situation wasn't as straightforward as she had initially perceived. While Lu Yun's hands unintentionally rested on Ling Xiaoman's two snow peaks when he held her to prevent her from falling, there was an even more serious issue—something Xiao Ying simply couldn't have imagined. When he first saw Ling Xiaoman’s delicate and charming appearance, Lu Yun’s heart had already surged with heat, and his member had been steadily rising, reaching a point where it felt as though he would need to find a nest to dive into and burst forth. Ling Xiaoman’s fall, however, was absolutely unexpected. Thus, as Lu Yun, in a moment of urgency, embraced her, his hands firmly grasped her two snow peaks, and his rigid member pressed directly between her legs. Although Ling Xiaoman had never experienced romantic or intimate matters, she clearly sensed a solid, cylindrical object being pushed firmly into the space between her legs—exactly the male organ used to love women. Imagining herself being penetrated by Lu Yun’s member, despite the layers of her skirt and her inner panty, she could already feel the intense heat radiating from his member. And at this moment, Lu Yun was completely dazed—never in his wildest imagination had he thought that such a moment of intimacy would be so deeply offensive to Ling Xiaoman’s dignity. Both Lu Yun and Ling Xiaoman stood motionless, stunned. Ling Xiaoman remained composed out of bashfulness, mindful of Xiao Ying’s presence and unwilling to display too much agitation, while Lu Yun himself was utterly taken aback. If Xiaoman thought he had taken advantage of her in this moment, how would they ever manage their relationship going forward? Would it truly come to an end, just because of this unintentional lapse? Lin Shu had already left, and Liu’s widow had also departed. Lu Yun did not want to let this accidental moment further drive a wedge between himself and Ling Xiaoman. Time, in that very instant, seemed to have come to a complete standstill. Lu Yun had forgotten that his hands still rested upon Ling Xiaoman’s full, snow-white shoulders, maintaining this strangely awkward posture. “Lu Yun,” she said, “you… shouldn’t you let go of Xiaoman now?” "Xiao Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore. It had been nearly three or four minutes now, and Lu Yun was still holding onto Ling Xiaoman's snow peaks. After all, no matter how you looked at it, Ling Xiaoman was their teacher—so if she got angry, Lu Yun's life at school would become even more difficult. With Ling Xiaoman's charm, Xiao Ying had no doubt that she would be short on male admirers among the faculty. 'Ah?' Lu Yun finally came to his senses, quickly steadying Ling Xiaoman's body, then releasing his hands without so much as a word, and immediately turned to head straight into his bedroom. Lying on the cot, Lu Yun recalled the scene. Though it had been awkward, the sensation was truly delightful. He had never realized that Ling Xiaoman's snow peaks possessed such remarkable elasticity. With ten fingers gently massaging them, he seemed to be savoring the soft, supple feel. What struck Lu Yun as especially memorable was that the man who had still been holding his head up somehow ended up nestled between Xiao Man’s legs—so unexpectedly and awkwardly that Lu Yun was utterly startled and didn’t even get a chance to fully savor the sensation. Though Lu Yun had done it out of good intentions, to prevent Xiao Man from tripping, he had unintentionally created such a compromising situation. Yet, would Xiao Man think the same? Could she, so pure and graceful as a goddess, feel her immaculate body touched so accidentally by him? A sense of self-blame arose in Lu Yun. The more he pondered this, the more his heart burned, and the more his member swelled—swelling so much that Lu Yun felt it would burst out of his trousers, forcing him to face a very public embarrassment. Before Lu Yun could take any action, footsteps echoed from the outer room, and Xiao Ying stormed in, angrily addressing Lu Yun, who lay on the cot: "Lu Yun, how could you take advantage of Ling Teacher? You should know she's our very own teacher! How could you treat her this way?" Xiao Ying's eyes glistened with tears—concerned for Lu Yun, yet furious that he had seized Ling Teacher's snow peaks right in front of her. Yet she didn't know what she would think if she learned that not only had Lu Yun gently cradled Ling Xiaoman's snow peaks in his hands, but even more, he had pressed his own sturdy body against her, through her clothes, into her mysterious region. Upon hearing this, Lu Yun quickly sat up and explained: "Xiao Ying, what are you thinking of? All I did was unintentional—nothing deliberate at all in taking advantage of Xiaoman sister." "Xiao Ying glanced at Lu Yun's pants, which had been pushed up high by the sheer force of his actions, and huffed, saying, 'Then go explain it to Sister Xiaoman. You've always had a lot of hidden intentions—brave, even—especially when you were in the courtyard just now. You squeezed me several times, not afraid that Sister Xiaoman would see. Hmph. Squeezing me was one thing, but then you went on to grab Sister Xiaoman herself. Isn't it because you found my squeezes insufficient, and thought hers were much more impressive? So you must have braved your heart and gone after Sister Xiaoman's favor?" Half of Xiao Ying's words were criticism, half were jealousy—Ling Xiaoman's full, snow-white bust truly remained out of reach for her now. Without waiting for Lu Yun to respond, Xiao Ying continued, "And yet you claim to be innocent. Look at your lower body now—how could you have kept your intentions pure if you hadn't lifted your pants so high?" Lu Yun was stunned. Well, back then, Xiao Ying would never have said anything so bold. Had the girl truly changed—had her personality transformed so completely? Even if she had, it was impossible for her to have become so assertive in just half a month. Lu Yun tilted his head, gazing at Xiao Ying, and after a while finally asked, "Xiao Ying, how is Xiaoman now?" He simply couldn't face her with the truth—he had only raised his head when he was gently pressing against her snow peak, and even less so when he had not only raised his head but had actually penetrated into Xiaoman's legs. "She's back in the room now, talking to her third aunt. But I can tell she's not at all at ease." Xiao Ying sighed. The incident had already happened. No matter how much she blamed Lu Yun, it was too late. And she knew well that Lu Yun hadn't done it by accident—he had done it entirely out of concern for saving Ling Xiaoman. "Xiao Ying, what should we do now? We've done good, but ended up making things worse. I can't just let go of Ling Xiaoman, can I?" Lu Yun looked at Xiao Ying with growing urgency, hoping she could come up with a solution to resolve this matter that left both him and Ling Xiaoman deeply embarrassed. …… For the latest and most up-to-date chapters, please visit <⑴ ⑶8kanshu.com>, where reading is a pleasure—we recommend you bookmark the site.