Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Before Pan Xiaoting's joking hand could touch Lin Lang's abdominal muscles, Mu Xueman quickly stepped forward and pulled Lin Lang aside.

Mu Xueman had a fake smile on her face, but her eyes were serious. She said softly, "Xiaoting, aren't you afraid of dirtying your pure hands?"

Pan Xiaoting's little hand was just hanging in the air. She felt a little empty inside because she didn't touch Lin Lang's abdominal muscles. But she quickly adjusted herself, squinting her eyes and giggling, as if she didn't take it to heart.

Mu Xuelan turned and walked towards the sofa, picked up the white shirt that Lin Lang had casually put on it, then quickly walked back to Lin Lang and handed it to him.

"Put on your shirt quickly. How can you be so bare-chested in front of Xiaoting? Are you trying to corrupt Xiaoting?" Mu Xueman's tone was gentle but also a bit reproachful.

Lin Lang had a smile on his face. He put on his shirt slowly and explained with a grin, "No, I'm just paying tribute to Uncle Ya. Uncle Ya likes to be shirtless when he sings. I'm looking for inspiration."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xuelan rolled her eyes at Lin Lang, as if to say, "You have so many excuses."

Then, Mu Xueman said, "Stop making excuses. Don't think I can't see your little trick. Xiaoting is innocent, you are not allowed to have any ideas about her."

When Lin Lang heard this, he immediately became unhappy and quickly retorted: "It was Xiaoting who clearly asked to touch my abdominal muscles just now, but I didn't take the initiative."

"How can this be considered as me having a crush on Xiaoting? It's clearly her who has a crush on me."

As he spoke, Lin Lang deliberately winked at Pan Xiaoting, as if seeking her "support".

Pan Xiaoting wrinkled her nose slightly, snorted coquettishly, and said, "I have no intention of hitting on you!"

"I've never touched a boy's abdominal muscles before, and I was just curious. Don't be so narcissistic."

After saying that, Pan Xiaoting shook her head playfully, and her hair drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he responded: "Oh, it seems that I am just being sentimental."

Mu Xueman watched the two of them talking to each other, shook her head helplessly, and interrupted with a smile: "You two, stop bickering, you two should have some sense of boundaries."

Pan Xiaoting stopped talking, held the microphone and started to order songs in the KTV system, and said confidently: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Next, listen to my singing skills and let you see what the real sound of nature is."

After saying that, Pan Xiaoting smiled and her fingers skillfully operated the song requesting platform.

Soon, the melodious prelude of the song "Tell You Gently" sounded slowly. Pan Xiaoting took a deep breath and sang with all her heart. Her sweet voice was like lively notes, jumping and echoing in the room.

Pan Xiaoting's voice is crisp and pleasant, with the sweetness and innocence that only belongs to a 20-year-old girl. Every note seems to contain endless beauty.

Pan Xiaoting was seen holding a microphone and singing a sweet song. Her eyes were bright and sparkling. Sometimes she closed them gently, immersed in the song, and sometimes she opened them playfully, occasionally making eye contact with Lin Lang.

At this time, Lin Lang, who was sitting on the sofa, was completely attracted by Pan Xiaoting's singing. His eyes were fixed on Pan Xiaoting, and his eyes were full of intoxication.

As Pan Xiaoting's singing flowed, Lin Lang's heart seemed to be gently caressed by a gentle hand, gradually softening.

The corners of Lin Lang's mouth rose unconsciously, revealing a silly smile on his face. He was aroused by Pan Xiaoting's sweet singing and his heart was itching. He wanted to hug Pan Xiaoting in his arms and kiss her in front of Mu Xuelan.

Mu Xueman, who was sitting next to him, saw all of Lin Lang's reactions. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Seeing the possessiveness that was revealed in Lin Lang's perverted eyes, Mu Xuelan couldn't help but feel jealous.

Mu Xuelan approached Lin Lang calmly, suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched Lin Lang's thigh hard.

"hiss……"

Lin Lang gasped at the sudden pain and quickly retracted his perverted gaze. He looked at Mu Xueman with a fake smile and asked awkwardly, "What's wrong?"

Mu Xuelan glanced at Lin Lang with dissatisfaction in her eyes, and whispered back: "What's wrong? Why do I feel like you are planning to take advantage of Xiaoting?"

Lin Lang scratched his head, a trace of panic on his face, and explained: "No, I was listening to Xiao Ting singing a song, why are you thinking too much?"

Mu Xueman seemed to see through Lin Lang. She snorted coldly and said, "The way you look at Xiaoting now is exactly the same as the way you looked at me before you hooked up with me. That kind of possessiveness is exactly the same."

Lin Lang's heart tightened when he heard this. He quickly picked up the mineral water on the table and took a big sip tactically, trying to hide his embarrassment.

After putting down the mineral water bottle, Lin Lang said with a fake smile: "Xue Man, you think too much."

Mu Xueman pursed her lips and muttered, "Humph, I hope I'm overthinking it."

At this moment, Pan Xiaoting finished singing a song, stretched out two fingers with her right hand holding the microphone, and made a "yeah" gesture to Lin Lang and Mu Xuelan. The second floor of the luxury yacht instantly became quiet.

Lin Lang was the first to react, clapping and cheering: "Not bad, not bad, it sounds good."

Mu Xueman also clapped and cheered, "Xiaoting, you sang so well, it sounded so beautiful!"

When Pan Xiaoting heard the praise from the two, a bright smile appeared on her face and her eyes sparkled with joy.

"Sister Xueman, it's your turn to sing. What song do you want to sing? I'll choose one for you."

Without waiting for Mu Xuelan to answer, Lin Lang rushed to reply, "'Half a Dessert'. Xuelan wore a cheongsam and sang this song during the University of Finance and Economics' anniversary celebration. She charmed all the boys in the school and was hailed as the campus beauty of the University of Finance and Economics. We must revisit this song."

"Wow, after hearing what Brother Lang said, I am also looking forward to Sister Xueman singing the song "Half a Point"." Pan Xiaoting was operating the song request station.

Mu Xueman stood up, picked up the microphone, and replied with a smile: "Okay."

Mu Xuelan was wearing a white gauze dress, which looked like a dream dress woven by moonlight, gently wrapping her exquisite and pretty body.

Layers of tulle flutter freely on the shoulders and hem of the skirt, as light as clouds, and every fold seems to hide a sweet dream.

The neckline was slightly low, revealing Mu Xueman's jade-like collarbone just right. An exquisite necklace sparkled with tiny light, adding a bit of elegance and charm to her.

As the melodious and slightly ambiguous prelude of "Half a Dessert" sounded, Mu Xuelan's eyes instantly became blurred and full of charm.

Mu Xueman's charming and curvy body swayed gently with the melody. Her waist was like a willow swaying in the wind, and every swing was just right, showing her feminine beauty while maintaining her elegant temperament.

Lin Lang's eyes were wide open, full of amazement and obsession.

Before Mu Xuelan officially started singing, she just twisted her waist gracefully a few times, and Lin Lang seemed to be under a spell, and he couldn't take his eyes off Mu Xuelan at all.

It was no exaggeration to say that when Mu Xueman twisted her waist seductively, Lin Lang almost lost his soul. His breathing became rapid, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

Oh no, it’s definitely a heart-pounding feeling.

Pan Xiaoting, who was sitting next to the sofa, saw that Mu Man had not started singing yet, but just twisted her waist seductively a few times with the microphone in hand, which made Lin Lang dumbfounded. He had a perverted expression on his face and immediately became jealous.

Mu Xueman held the microphone and slightly opened her lips. Her sweet voice was as melodious as a nightingale. The flowing notes seemed to carry wisps of magic, instantly making the atmosphere on the second floor of the entire luxury yacht ambiguous and charming.

"I said, is this okay? You looked up but said nothing. You hugged me and kissed me on the mouth, but you kissed him..."

Mu Xuelan sang softly, and every word seemed to come from the softest place in her heart, carrying with it endless affection and attachment.

So right.

The Cantonese song was sung with the flavor of the sea by Mu Xueman.

Mu Xueman twisted her waist in a charming manner, and when she opened her mouth, Lin Lang's bones went numb.

Pan Xiaoting was also stunned by the scene in front of her. She opened her mouth and thought to herself, "I am a woman, but I was amazed by Sister Xueman's twisting of her waist. No wonder Brother Lang was bewitched by Sister Xueman and became a fool."

Pan Xiaoting originally thought that her singing voice was sweet and moving enough, but after seeing Mu Xueman's performance, she realized what true grace and elegance was.

The word "charming and attractive" was embodied in Mu Xuelan at this moment.

Pan Xiaoting's eyes were full of envy and admiration. She secretly exclaimed: "Sister Xueman is worthy of being the campus beauty of the University of Finance and Economics. She is simply a fairy descending to earth. She is so beautiful when she sings!"

When singing "A little bit of love, it's just a small wish for me", Mu Xueman's eyes moved between Lin Lang and Pan Xiaoting, sometimes affectionate, sometimes playful and smart, making people unpredictable.

Mu Xuelan raised her arms slightly and swayed them gently to the rhythm. Her white gauze sleeves fluttered like clouds, as if to fill the surrounding air with her sweet breath.

Her steps were light and slow, like a fairy dancing in the small space.

"Your heart has already been completely given to him..."

Every word of the lyrics was interpreted vividly by Mu Xueman with her charming voice, as if telling a story of unforgettable love.

This is a charming but not vulgar feeling. Mu Xuelan's singing carries a hint of sorrow and exudes an irresistible charm that makes Lin Lang unable to help but indulge in it.

Just when Lin Lang was listening attentively, Pan Xiaoting, who was sitting on the sofa, had a strange look in her eyes. She secretly reached out and pinched Lin Lang's thigh hard.

"hiss……"

Lin Lang once again gasped at the sudden pain. He could only force himself to suppress his perverted look, put on an awkward smile, looked at Pan Xiaoting beside him, and said with an awkward smile: "Why are you pinching me too?"

Pan Xiaoting rolled her eyes at Lin Lang, her eyes full of jealousy. She pursed her lips and whispered back with a hint of resentment: "What's the matter? You're almost bewitched by Sister Xueman and have lost your soul."

Lin Lang coughed twice, trying to hide his embarrassment. He turned slightly, covered his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Baby, are you jealous?"

Pan Xiaoting suddenly realized that she was jealous just now. This behavior undoubtedly proved that she had fallen in love with Lin Lang.

When she thought of this, Pan Xiaoting felt flustered and realized that she had lost her composure.

Pan Xiaoting narrowed her eyes, smiled falsely and said, "No, no, no, I just... uh... I won't disturb you from listening to the song."

After that, in order to hide her nervousness, Pan Xiaoting picked up the mineral water that Lin Lang had just drunk and took a sip. Her movements were a little flustered, and a little water overflowed from the corner of her mouth. She hurriedly reached out to wipe it.

Lin Lang looked at Pan Xiaoting's series of small movements, and a barely noticeable smirk appeared on his face.

Lin Lang knew in his heart that this seemingly carefree girl had actually fallen in love with him without him realizing it, and it was only a matter of time before he could win over Pan Xiaoting.