Belmode seemed really hurt.

Just because of this small difference in treatment.

Looking at the mist in her eyes, Lin Xinyi felt a sense of guilt in his heart for no reason.

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to express his apology through actions.

So Lin Xinyi silently mustered up the courage and took the initiative to take the snack that once made him look disgusted, stained with Bermode's saliva, put it to his mouth, and swallowed it with all his strength...

"Delicious!"

"vomit..."

Belmod: "..."

"Ahem..." Lin Xinyi swallowed hard: "It's indeed delicious..."

This is true.

There is no peculiar smell on the snacks. His disgust with the snacks is purely psychological.

"Forget it." Belmode sighed quietly.

Seeing Lin Xinyi, who was suffering from mild mysophobia and still trying to please her, she didn't want to be angry anymore.

"Forget about that annoying girl."

Belmode once again made a habit of placing all the blame for her unhappiness on Haihara Ai.

She quickly calmed down her expression and changed her mood. In an instant, she changed from a resentful and infatuated woman to a serious teacher:

"Shinichi, let's continue the special training."

"Huh?" Lin Xinyi was slightly startled: "You want special training?"

"certainly."

Belmode said calmly:

"You must get used to being close to me, so that you won't have that abnormal reaction of freezing up in front of others just because of a shallow kiss."

"This can also help you practice your determination towards girls."

"Lest you become the captive of other women as easily as before, and almost risk your own life for them."

As she spoke, her tone became unhappy again.

But Lin Xinyi couldn't care less about taking care of Belmod at this time.

He just felt that something was getting more and more wrong with this special training course:

Train him to be calm with girls...

Do you want him to get used to being close to Belmod?

How to train for this?

Wouldn't it attract a warning from the FBI?

"Don't worry, you don't need to do anything weird."

Belmode saw through his nervous and anxious mood:

"What do you usually do in the evening?"

"Look, watch TV."

"Then just watch TV as usual."

"Hmm..." Lin Xinyi was a little confused: "Is it that simple? Watching TV is 'special training'?"

"Of course not." Belmod added: "You have to hold me."

A seductive smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"As long as you hold me in your arms and can calm down and watch TV all night, then you've passed the test."

"This..." Lin Xinyi had a strange expression:

What's so difficult about this?

This was not the first time that Belmod had touched him.

Whenever she was in a bad mood or in a good mood, she would always clinging to his arm, treating him as a big pillow, and resting lazily against him.

Lin Xin had long been accustomed to this level of physical contact.

Isn't he just being held in Belmode's arms like a princess... He still doesn't have any disturbance in his heart.

"Heh, I see you don't understand anything."

"Do you think the previous contacts I had with you can be considered 'intimate'?"

Belmod spoke in a subtle tone that was difficult to understand.

But she quickly explained this truth with practical actions:

In the meantime, Belmode slowly pushed Lin Xinyi away from his arms, and then gently pressed him on the back of the sofa.

"Well..." Lin Xinyi soon felt the difference.

In fact, it is mainly due to the change in Belmode's temperament.

When I used her as a pillow or even a pillow in the past, her expression was always extremely comfortable, peaceful, and natural, with a hint of comfort after fatigue.

It is like a small boat docked in the harbor after going through wind and waves, making people unable to bear to hurt it.

But now Belmod's temperament has completely changed.

There was a faint blush on her face, and there was a hint of seductive affection in her eyes.

My whole body was so moist it felt like I could squeeze out water.

finally...

Belmode hooked Lin Xinyi's neck and gently sat astride his arms, facing each other, holding hands and guiding him to hug her slender waist.

"What now?"

Belmod gently blew her warm breath onto Lin Xinyi's cheek, which was close at hand:

"Are you still in the mood to watch TV?"

It's not that Lin Xinyi has no experience holding girls in this way.

After all, Miss Haiyuan usually likes to sit astride this way and let her boyfriend hold her.

But Haiyuan Ai is too small, and holding her is not as comfortable as holding a pillow.

This has no effect on training concentration at all.

She sat in Lin Xinyi's arms, her head could only reach Lin Xinyi's chest.

But Belmode was sitting in Lin Xinyi's arms, and she could put her delicate and charming cheek in front of Lin Xinyi almost seamlessly.

It seemed that as long as he held the hand on her soft waist a little tighter, he could bring her seductive red lips to his mouth.

Which veteran cadre can withstand such a test?!

"sister..."

Lin Xinyi couldn't help but shouted emotionally.

He slowly stretched out his hand and caressed Belmod's smooth and delicate neck.

This action was like he was going to put his arms around her neck and bring his face up to kiss her.

"You..." Belmod was slightly startled.

She actually thought that Lin Xinyi might not be able to withstand her special training.

But I didn't expect that Lin Xinyi would be defeated so quickly, and...

How dare you be so bold with her.

She used to tease this big boy in a bad way, but now, this man took the initiative towards her.

The fire she played with this time seemed to be burning back on herself.

"..." There was a rare hint of panic in Belmode's eyes.

As an old Si Ji on Qiu Ming Mountain, she suddenly felt as at a loss as a newbie.

"sister..."

Lin Xinyi shouted softly again.

The big hand placed on her neck also quietly used force.

Belmode swallowed nervously.

Somehow, at this time, her heartbeat was racing, her cheeks were hot, and her body was stiff, just like the ignorant brat she had just laughed at.

But at this time, Lin Xinyi exerted a little force on his hand, and he...
To be continued...