☆, Extra Chapter 62: My Favorite Person is Of course You, Brother (Qiao Yipian)

Song Libai looked down at the person buried in his chest, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He finally got what he wanted.

When Song Libai returned from washing up, she saw a bulge in the blankets, but couldn't see her.

He wiped her still-dripping hair with his hand and gently tugged at her blanket, coaxing, "Baby."

No one answered.

When a small hand suddenly reached out from under the covers and gently tugged at his arm, Song Libai was almost completely stunned.

The black slip dress nightgown, with its alluring lace trim, accentuated her beautiful figure.

He pulled the person out of the blanket, only to find that there was a large bow tied at the back of the waist. With a gentle pull, the person would be completely naked.

Her fair thighs were exposed directly in front of him, a coy invitation that intensely stimulated the man's senses.

Song Libai's brows twitched, and he placed his large hand on her fair thigh, staring into her eyes. "I really like Mrs. Song's wedding gift."

Qiao Yi smiled faintly, rolled over and pinned him down, her fair fingers tracing across his chest.

Slowly peel off his bathrobe.

She licked her lips, leaned down and kissed his neck, "Start enjoying my meal."

...

The sexy nightgown had already been torn to shreds and lay forlornly on the ground, unattended.

In contrast, the scene was bustling with activity.

As night fell, the tree branches seemed to cheer and applaud in the wind.

The next day.

Qiao Yi woke up first, and someone was still nestled in her arms, their head perfectly positioned.

She chuckled, yet felt a mix of amusement and helplessness. She wanted to push him away, but her whole body ached.

"Wife, sleep a little longer." The person in her arms tightened their grip on her waist, their voice low.

Qiao Yi ruffled his hair. "Get up. My dad, my mom, and my brother will be chasing after us with knives in a bit."

The person in her arms remained motionless, their head still resting firmly on her body.

She suspected he was taking advantage of her, and she had evidence.

Her eyes darted around, then she leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Fulfilling marital duties?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man quickly raised his head, staring intently at her, as if he hadn't been the one sleeping soundly just moments before.

Just as Qiao Yi was about to slip out of his arms, the man quickly grabbed her hands and placed them on top of her head.

He licked his lips and laughed somewhat unrestrainedly, "Wife, you really do crave my body."

"Honey, I'm thirsty and want some water." She stared at him with misty eyes, pleading sweetly in a coquettish voice.

Song Libai resignedly got out of bed. His back was covered in scratches, which were quite shocking to see.

The man's pride, however, is a mark of her own.

As soon as he got out of bed, Qiao Yi quickly got up, dressed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

She had already seen hundreds of missed calls on her phone.

She wanted those beautiful legs again.

She looked at herself in the mirror; her face was still familiar, but there seemed to be many different things in her eyes. It was magical.

But the man wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, his head gently nuzzling her shoulder. "Wife, you're lying to me."

Qiao Yi raised an eyebrow and poked his head in disgust. "Hurry up and pack your things. We still need to go home and apologize."

The man refused to let go, his voice low and deep, "Wife, I don't want to go. I want to stay home with you."

Let's study the origin of life together.

"Be good, there will be many more opportunities in the future." Qiao Yi herself did not realize that her temper was becoming more and more gentle, and she was becoming more and more tender towards him.

I unconsciously want to give in to him.

Song Libai nodded, and as he left, he glanced back at her again, "Wife, have you noticed that you've grown quite a bit with my help?"

Qiao Yi didn't react at first, until she looked in the mirror and then looked down at herself.

It seems... to be a little bigger than before.

Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw! I can't let that old lecherous man lead me astray.

The Qiao family.

At the door, Qiao Yi felt her legs trembling. She nudged Song Libai and asked cautiously, "What should we do?"

Song Libai gently stroked her head and coaxed her, "Don't worry, I'm here."

She pitifully showed him her phone: missed calls, unread messages.

And the gloating of "Qiao Yao, you're playing around, your legs are going to get broken."

Song Libai patted her back reassuringly, "I'm here, let's go inside first."

The hall was quiet.

Qiao Yixin panicked even more, gripping his large hand even tighter, feeling somewhat terrified.

Until a gloating voice rang out from behind, "Oh, you're back."

Qiao turned around and looked around warily. There was no one there; her parents weren't there either.

She smiled ingratiatingly, "Brother, where are Mom and Dad?"

Qiao Yao leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked smug. "You went to the company, huh? You said you didn't want to see me."

Qiao Yi let go of Song Libai and ran to him, squatting down beside him. "Brother, you must have said good things about me, right? You must have."

Qiao Yao clicked his tongue softly, poked her head with his finger, and said with a look of disgust, "Don't flatter me, I won't be that nice to you."

She tugged at his sleeve gently, pouting, "Am I not your most beloved little sister?"

Qiao Yao glanced at the small hand on her sleeve, then at the somewhat sour man not far away, and said with ill intent, "Of course you are my most beloved little sister."

"but……"

Qiao Yi waited for him to continue, her eyes sparkling.

"My beloved younger sister doesn't love me the most." Qiao Yao lowered her eyes, seemingly somewhat disappointed.

Qiao Yi tugged at his sleeve, solemnly declaring her loyalty, "Of course, the person I love most is you, brother."

Hearing this, Qiao Yao looked up, smiled, and pointed at him, "My dear sister, my brother-in-law's face looks so dark, what happened?"

Qiao Yi looked at him with ill intent and instantly realized that he was deliberately playing a trick on her and setting a trap for her.

She turned her head and looked at Song Libai with a pitiful expression, whispering softly, "Husband..."

Song Libai walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist, picked her up, and kissed her forehead. "Don't feel wronged. I've already admitted my mistake to Mom and Dad. Don't worry, baby."

Qiao Yi tugged at his clothes with both hands and said in a soft voice, "Husband, you're so good to me."

"Alright, alright, get out of here, stop showing off." Qiao Yao waved his hand at them, looking disgusted.

"By the way, honey, have you found a wife for my brother yet?"

Song Libai glanced at him and patted her head. "Well, I've already told Mom and Dad. They should be setting up a blind date for my brother soon."

Qiao Yao, “…”.

Is he alright? Is he alright? What did he do wrong for no reason?