Chapter 155: Little Doctor's Kiss

After the party, Xiao Ling returned to his room.

He began to organize the things needed for the retreat in an orderly manner, adjusting his physical and mental state without distraction, and striving to make full preparations for tomorrow's retreat.

...

Night fell, and the moonlight was like water.

Xiao Ling was thinking about the details of tomorrow's retreat in the room, and suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door.

Xiao Ling opened the door and saw Han Yue standing in front of the door, with a bit of tenderness and love in her autumn-like eyes.

The moonlight sprinkled on her body, and the lavender skirt swayed slightly, like a blooming violet.

Han Yue opened her red lips and said softly: "Xiao Ling, I want to come and see you. I will retreat tomorrow. Are you ready?"

Xiao Ling smiled slightly, stepped aside to let Han Yue walk into the house, and gently closed the door.

The candlelight in the house swayed, reflecting Han Yue's face more beautiful and charming.

Han Yue lowered her head slightly, bit her lips lightly, and said shyly: "Xiao Ling, this retreat will last for several months, I...I will miss you."

Xiao Ling walked forward, put his hands gently on Han Yue's shoulders, gazed at her affectionately, and said softly: "Senior sister, don't worry, wait until I come out of retreat, my strength will increase greatly, and when the time is right, I will go to your house to ask the elders for marriage and take you home."

Hearing this, Han Yue's ears turned red, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Xiao Ling wanted to drip water.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ling no longer hesitated, and slowly moved his head closer to Han Yue. His hot breath gently brushed Han Yue's cheek. Han Yue trembled slightly, nervous and expectant.

Xiao Ling's lips gently touched Han Yue's lips, as soft as a dragonfly touching the water.

Han Yue moaned, and put her hands around Xiao Ling's neck. Xiao Ling was encouraged and deepened the kiss. The tip of his tongue pried open Han Yue's pearly teeth and entangled with her fragrant tongue.

The breath of the two people intertwined, and each other's heartbeats were clearly audible.

Xiao Ling's hand slid from Han Yue's shoulder and gently stroked her back. Han Yue's delicate body trembled, but she pressed closer to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling's lips left Han Yue's lips, along her cheek, kissing her earlobe. Han Yue panted lightly, and her body softened slightly. Xiao Ling kissed her neck again, leaving a hot mark.

Han Yue's hands gently grasped Xiao Ling's back, as if urging, but also as if resisting this intoxicating temptation.

After a long time, Xiao Ling kissed Han Yue's lips again, and the two bodies hugged each other tightly, as if to integrate each other into the depths of their souls.

Han Yue panted softly, her cheeks were as red as clouds, and her beautiful eyes were full of confusion and tenderness.

Xiao Ling's eyes were also burning with the flame of desire, and his hand moved down along Han Yue's waist...

Feeling the strange touch, Han Yue clamped her legs together, her body trembled slightly, and she raised her head slightly, whispering in Xiao Ling's ear: "Xiao Ling, love me..."

Xiao Ling could no longer hold back, picked up Han Yue and walked to the bed...

...

The morning sun shone through the window lattice, sprinkled on Xiao Ling and Han Yue.

Xiao Ling was still asleep, but Han Yue woke up first. She stared at Xiao Ling's handsome face quietly, her eyes full of deep love.

Han Yue gently approached Xiao Ling, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gave him a feather-like soft and affectionate kiss on his cheek.

Xiao Ling was awakened by this gentle touch, he opened his eyes, a doting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he held Han Yue tightly in his arms.

The two of them embraced each other, Han Yue's head gently rested on Xiao Ling's solid chest, listening to his strong and reassuring heartbeat.

Xiao Ling gently combed Han Yue's hair with his fingers, whispering sweet words in her ear that only the two of them could understand.

Sitting up slightly, Han Yue said coquettishly: "Xiao Ling, it's all your fault. I'm still a little painful now."

Xiao Ling scratched his head and responded with a smile: "Senior sister, that's because you are too charming, I can't help it."

Slightly raising her head, with tenderness in her eyes, Han Yue said softly: "Xiao Ling, I really want to be with you forever."

Xiao Ling hugged her tightly, buried his head in Han Yue's silver hair, and said: "Senior sister, me too."

After a while, Han Yue sighed softly, with a trace of worry in her eyes, Said: "Xiao Ling, I have to go back first, I can't let anyone find out."

Although Xiao Ling was reluctant, he also knew that the situation was special at this time. He nodded and said: "Okay, senior sister, be careful."

Han Yue got up and tidied her clothes, leaned over and kissed Xiao Ling's forehead again, separated after a moment, and said affectionately: "Dear, always think of me during the retreat."

Then he carefully opened the door, looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he looked back and gave Xiao Ling a reluctant look, and hurried away.

Xiao Ling looked at her leaving back, his heart full of attachment, and began to look forward to the sweet reunion after the retreat.

...

After Han Yue left, Xiao Ling slowly got up and began to carefully tidy up the slightly messy bed.

He put on his clothes in an orderly manner, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes that had not yet completely dissipated.

After packing up, Xiao Ling took a deep breath, tried to adjust his state, and walked towards the practice room at a leisurely pace.

On the winding path leading to the practice room, Xiao Ling unexpectedly met Xiao Yixian.

Xiao Yixian was wearing a dress as white as snow, and the hem of her skirt fluttered gently in the wind, like a blooming white lotus.

Her beautiful face was filled with concern, and her lively eyes were like clear lake water.

"Xiao Ling, look at your expression. What did you just experience?" Xiao Yixian asked curiously, blinking her clear eyes.

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a mountain stream.

Xiao Ling was slightly startled, and a trace of barely perceptible panic flashed across his face, and then he showed a gentle smile: "Nothing, just some private matters."

Xiao Yixian snorted lightly, but her mind couldn't help but think of the joke that Xiao Ling asked her to kiss him as a reward yesterday.

Thinking of this, her cheeks were instantly stained with a blush, like the gorgeous sunset in the sky.

Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Yixian's suddenly red face, and felt a little confused, but he didn't think much about it, just thinking that she was thinking of something shy about girls.

"Did Xiao Yixian see something?"

Xiao Yixian calmed down and tried to make her voice sound calm: "Then go to the practice room quickly, don't delay."

Xiao Ling nodded and was about to turn around and leave, but Xiao Yixian suddenly seemed to have made up her mind. She walked forward lightly and kissed Xiao Ling on the cheek as lightly as a dragonfly touching the water.

After the kiss, her face instantly turned red and she didn't even dare to look at Xiao Ling again, and ran away like a frightened deer.