Ad-free! ⑴ ⑶8reading.com – Just pure pleasure! Chapter 1207: It's going wrong, it's going wrong! After breakfast, as usual, Lu Yun and Xiao Ying agreed to head back to school. But today seemed different. Ling Xiaoman sat behind Lu Yun, her hands gently cradling his waist. As the bicycle sped along the uneven road, her heart pounded continuously, as though something strange were stirring within her, leaving her speechless throughout the journey. Lu Yun wasn't any better. Xiao Ying remembered what had happened yesterday afternoon. Seeing the two who usually chatted and laughed all the way to school now silent and quiet, Lu Yun merely stared ahead, riding with a serious expression—completely unlike the cheerful, lively person he usually was. Xiao Ying was genuinely worried about him. Yesterday she had an urgent matter and left early, completely unaware whether or not Lu Yun had explained himself to Ling Xiaoman. In Xiaoying’s opinion, Ling, such a beautiful woman, had been accidentally caught with her ample chest exposed—yet hadn’t lost her composure and blown up in anger. That was already a great show of grace toward Lu Yun. In other words, Ling had chosen to remain composed, not to embarrass Lu Yun immediately, so as not to put the third aunt and third uncle in an awkward position. Yet, even though the situation was thus, it didn’t mean that Ling would simply let go of Lu Yun’s disrespectful behavior. Glancing at Lu Yun quietly, Xiaoying hurried a bit to keep pace with him, and as she walked, she caught sight of Ling Xiaoman, flushed and slightly embarrassed. After a moment’s thought, she smiled and said, “Xiaoman, why don’t you let me take you instead? Look at Lu Yun—he’s so listless, completely not paying attention to the bike ride. Don’t let him accidentally knock you off.” Ling Xiaoman didn't know what she was thinking, but suddenly hearing Xiao Ying's words and recalling what had happened yesterday afternoon, she immediately understood her friend's intention and smiled gently, "No problem. He's strong—deserved to be the one doing the heavy lifting." "Exactly, exactly. Who would have thought we're all men? What are men supposed to be doing? To be... well..." Upon hearing Ling Xiaoman's words, Lu Yun's gloom lifted considerably, yet as he reached the end, he quickly realized something was amiss and hurriedly stopped himself. "What exactly are men supposed to do?" Xiao Ying asked curiously, sensing from Ling Xiaoman's tone that things weren't as bad as she had originally thought. Dan Dan also approached with interest, prompting, "Cloud Brother, hurry up and tell us!" Since she hadn't witnessed the events of yesterday, she was particularly eager to hear what Lu Yun had to say and kept urging him on. Ling Xiaoman, being a bit older, had already sensed from Lu Yun's straightforward remark what he was about to say next. To avoid another awkward moment, she spoke softly, "Lu Yun, ride carefully—don't actually knock me over." Lu Yun suddenly realized, and aimed for a small mud patch on the road, pedaling through it while pretending to respond to Xiao Ying and Dan Dan. "What else could it be? A man of his stature naturally…" He hadn't finished when the front wheel of his bicycle plunged into the mud patch he'd anticipated, causing the bike to shake violently. "Lu Yun, be more careful!" Xiao Ying exclaimed. "Just stay quiet and focus on riding!" A near-miss turned into a smooth resolution! Lu Yun breathed a quiet sigh of relief. If it hadn't been for his quick adaptation under Xiaoman's prompt, he truly wouldn't have handled Xiao Ying's concern so well. Yet, for Lu Yun, that moment felt remarkably special. When the front tire of the bicycle plunged into the mud pit, Ling Xiaoman, seated on the back seat, had no time to prepare—her body jolted against Lu Yun’s back, and the two mountain-like forms he had been holding in his hands yesterday collided intimately with his spine. Ling Xiaoman’s cheeks flushed with a vibrant hue, while Lu Yun felt utterly at ease. Since he had made his vow the night before to take full responsibility for Ling Xiaoman, he had transformed her from a goddess he could only admire from afar into his destined wife—someone he was determined to bring into his inner circle. To occasionally imagine romantic, blood-boiling scenes involving his wife, he thought, was quite reasonable. As soon as his mind was set, Lu Yun couldn't help but speed up on his bicycle, frequently veering into small bumps. Each time, the full, rounded swell of Ling Xiaoman's breasts would brush against his back. After several such occurrences, Ling Xiaoman seemed to have noticed something. Once her breasts brushed against Lu Yun’s back, she finally broke her silence, pinching his waist hard with delicate fingers. "Xiaoman姐…" Lu Yun gritted his teeth and whispered softly. Ling Xiaoman hummed, "What now?" "You're pinching me," Lu Yun thought with a sly smile, but his voice carried a tone of genuine distress. "Who made you be so unsteady?" Ling Xiaoman pretended to be annoyed, then added another pinch on his waist. "I'm not being dishonest at all, truly—I'm utterly冤枉, completely wronged..." Lu Yun defended himself. He was fully aware of what he had done, knowing this was merely the first step in bringing Xiao Man into his inner circle, and it was wise to begin with a gentle probe. "Ms. Xiao Man, what's going on?" Xiao Ying also noticed that Lu Yun had been riding his bike rather poorly today—instead of taking the smooth roads, he kept veering into muddy patches. Something was definitely off. "Never mind. Lu Yun's bicycle isn't very well-behaved—it keeps veering into the muddy patches. Me..." Ling Xiaoman had originally meant to say her back was a bit uncomfortable, but as the words formed on her lips, she immediately realized how out of place that sounded. Over these past days, living and sharing daily life with Lu Yun and the others, Ling Xiaoman had gradually become part of their circle. As a result, her way of speaking had naturally evolved from her former urban style—this very ease and authenticity was one of the reasons she loved it here. She no longer needed to wear a mask, no longer had to fuss over every detail or hold onto every point; everything flowed naturally, with a clear sense of inner peace and comfort. Yet that didn't mean every thought could simply be shared without thought. So, even as she almost didn't think about it at all, she managed to hold back the words that were about to spill out. Click—another one. Lu Yun's front wheel plunged once again into the mud. Naturally, Ling Xiaoman's body surged forward, and her prominent curves once again collided with the back of Lu Yun's shoulders. This time, Xiao Ying could see clearly what was going on—so it came as no surprise that Lu Yun was riding his bike so poorly today. It was all because of this matter. "Lu Yun, stop. I have something to say to you," Xiao Ying was deeply dissatisfied, blocking Lu Yun's bike, parking her own neatly, and then immediately walking toward the cornfield by the roadside. Lu Yun was stunned, and soon inwardly exclaimed, "Oh no—this is bad. I've been so focused on enjoying the softness brought by Xiao Man's two grand snow peaks that I completely forgot—now that I've done this, Xiao Ying has noticed everything and can clearly see the issue. Oh dear, things have gone downhill."