Su Miao pulled back the curtain, smiled brightly at Shen Changji, and said sweetly, "How could I! I'm so happy that my brother came to see me late at night, how could I possibly scold you!"

She certainly wouldn't curse openly, but that doesn't mean she couldn't curse in her heart...

Anyway, this man doesn't know...

Shen Changji put down the porcelain bottle in his hand, sat down naturally, and glanced at Su Miao, "Come here."

"No! I'm going to sleep."

Su Miao's attitude was firm. She directly lowered the curtain and lay down without hesitation.

If he's so capable, he should come and hug her!

Su Miao was prepared for the man to turn around and leave.

But she never expected that Shen Changji would actually come over.

She sat up abruptly, her gaze fixed intently on him. "What does this mean, brother?"

Because of the close proximity and the dim lighting inside the room, Su Miao couldn't discern the expression on Shen Changji's face.

"You want me to carry you over?" he asked calmly, lifting his eyelids.

A simple sentence directly exposed Su Miao's thoughts.

She didn't hide it, her eyes openly burning with desire for Chen Changji, "Then, brother, are you willing?"

For some reason, when she said those words, I felt a strange sense of anticipation.

Especially under such circumstances, a deep, quiet, and powerful aura enveloped her.

Moonlight streamed in, partially obscuring the man's handsome face. His cool demeanor, coupled with an air of asceticism, seemed to hook her into a state of bewilderment.

"I don't want to."

Shen Changji refused without hesitation.

Those three words instantly brought Su Miao back to her senses.

She wasn't annoyed, and chuckled softly, "So what does brother want to do?"

Su Miao's voice was alluring, and her eyes held a seductive quality.

"Avoiding everyone and coming into my room, brother, you have ulterior motives."

Su Miao tilted her head, revealing the fair lines of her neck, her smile undiminished, exuding charm.

"There's no need to avoid people. Your yard is connected to mine, and there's a secret passage."

He remained silent, his expression indifferent, his words casual.

Upon hearing the last three words, Su Miao's smile instantly froze.

There are secret passages?

As Shen Changji watched Su Miao's rapidly changing expression, a half-smile crept into his eyes, and his demeanor became nonchalant and languid.

Right now, she looks like a fox whose tail has been stepped on.

"Brother is really good at hiding things. He didn't even tell us about the secret passage. Does he really like this feeling of secrecy?"

Su Miao gently tapped her long, dark nose with her finger, her eyebrows curving into a seductive smile.

A slight touch, followed by a long silence, his gaze captivating.

Just as Su Miao was about to withdraw her hand, Shen Changji grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.

Their noses touched, and their eyes met.

"Didn't my brother say he would only have one wife? What does this mean? Could it be... that he has already decided on me?"

Su Miao's eyes were hazy, her soft body leaning gently into the man's arms, her other hand restlessly caressing his deep, silent chest.

Her warm breath continued to linger around the man's ear.

His long, silent breath suddenly stopped, and a strange restlessness stirred within him.

His large hand slowly moved upwards along her wrist...

Because of years of wielding a sword, Shen Changji's fingertips were calloused, and when he rubbed them against Su Miao's arm, they gave her a strange, tingling sensation.

"elder brother……"

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were full of affection.

His eyes were swirling with emotion, and he gently clenched his fist.

Su Miao instantly slumped back onto the bed.

He was dangerously close.

Su Miao could only look up at him, unwilling to be outdone, and gently hooked her fingers around the heavy, long belt.

With a gentle pull, the man was instantly drawn closer.

He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, his hoarse voice falling into her ear.

"Shall we do it, or should we?"