Chapter 59

In the villa, Xuebai was forced to sit on top of Pallor.

Cheng Xiangheng was under Ping An, looking at her face with an obsessed expression. The gorgeous chandelier lit up a sacred halo around Ping An, making her look like the most holy and beautiful goddess in the legend.

He was so eager to be needed by Ping An that he took a sitting position. If an outsider saw him from a distance, they would think that Ping An was taking the initiative.

In fact, it was Cheng Xiangheng who was pinching her waist with both hands and moving constantly, otherwise Ping An would have collapsed on the bed long ago.

Unlike Ping An's chaotic and powerless expression, Cheng Xiangheng's expression was extremely excited: "Sister, look, look at how well our bodies fit together. We are the most perfect couple in the world. Sister, sister, sister~ I'm so happy~ I'm so happy, sister, are you happy?"

Ping An had no way to answer Cheng Xiangheng. Although the latter felt a little regretful, he did not stop.

He couldn't stop at all. The heat in his body seemed to be overwhelming, completely overcoming his reason and making him a prisoner under Ping'an.

"It feels so good...Sister is mine! Baby, you are mine! Hurry up and tell me! You are mine..."

Great, she finally belongs to him, and he finally belongs to her.

From then on, no one could separate them.

Ping An felt as if he was about to turn into a soft pancake, being rolled and flattened by Cheng Xiangheng, and tossed over and over again. The water in his body kept flowing out, and in an instant he was ground into other things.

It's so hot.

It was uncomfortable, but also very comfortable. This feeling wasn't the usual kind of discomfort, but a tingling sensation that flowed through her body. She didn't know how to stop this feeling, so she just let it run rampant throughout her body.

In order to find a way to make herself more comfortable, she actually slowly began to actively cater to...

The sky gradually turned white from late at night, and then gradually became brighter. By dusk in the afternoon, Ping'an was slowly waking up.

My body felt like it had been run over by a huge truck, and I had no feeling below my navel.

Ping An lifted the quilt in a daze, and when he saw bruises all over his body, he thought he had suffered inhuman torture in his sleep.

She widened her eyes in disbelief and finally came to her senses.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and Cheng Xiangheng walked in: "Sister, you're awake."

Unlike Ping An, Cheng Xiangheng was wearing a set of home clothes. He looked lazy and comfortable, noble and elegant, like a big cat that had eaten and drunk its fill.

He walked over, took the clothes very familiarly, and wanted to put them on Ping'an.

Ping An immediately backed away, his face slowly turning pale. "What did we...what did we do after we got drunk?"

"Last night?" Cheng Xiangheng sat next to Ping An, leaned close to her, and said with a chuckle, "We had a very happy night."

Ping An felt inexplicably relieved when he heard that he had spent last night with Cheng Xiangheng.

Fortunately, fortunately it was Cheng Xiangheng, not just any other person.

But soon, Ping An began to realize that she had drunk too much last night and shouldn't have drunk so much. Now everything was a mess!

Seeing Ping'an's expression changing, Cheng Xiangheng's eyes flashed something very quickly. He gently hugged her and whispered, "Sister, we were both drunk. Of course, this is not an excuse. I remember that the person with me at that time was you. I asked you if you knew who I was, and you answered my name. We were born to be a pair, and it is normal to do these things~"

As Cheng Xiangheng spoke, Ping An gradually recalled some details of last night.

Yes, she recognized Cheng Xiangheng's face at that time, so she felt at ease and boldly left with Cheng Xiangheng.

But, how could that happen later?

Ping An couldn't remember what happened in between, he only remembered that her legs clamped around his waist...

Just as Ping An was trembling all over, Cheng Xiangheng whispered in her ear in a sweet voice, "Sister, you were so enthusiastic last night and kept pestering me. We were both very happy."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ping'an's face instantly became even redder.

She wanted to get out of bed, but her lower body seemed to have lost all feeling and she couldn't move at all. Cheng Xiangheng picked her up and took her to the bathroom. After helping her wash up, he carried her to the dining table.

Ping'an looked at the light dishes on the table, took two bites without tasting the food, and regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

She didn't want to do these things with Cheng Xiangheng.

Cheng Xiangheng kept looking at Ping An. Seeing her face turn pale and then red, he knew what she was thinking.

He must be thinking about how to distance himself from the matter and then sneak away.

His Ping An has been like this since he was young, like a cowardly kitten. When he does something wrong, he will bury himself in his quilt to gain a sense of security.

The current situation was that he was acting too hastily, but so what? They were bound to reach this point sooner or later.

Cheng Xiangheng wasn't panicking at all. He knew Ping An's personality all too well. There were things she didn't want to do, like learning English, but with a little intimidation, she'd obediently follow his instructions.

But he really didn't like her desire to escape.

He was here, where else could she want to go?

The day of the examination soon arrived, and Cheng Xiangheng prepared a set of clothes for Ping An. Today was the last day to examine the wrist scar, so he prepared a white dress with mid-length sleeves for her.

Ping'an didn't want to wear these clothes. There was no noticeable difference between her wrists and other parts of her body, but she still resisted in her heart.

She sat on the sofa and was in a stalemate with Cheng Xiangheng, and Cheng Xiangheng suddenly half-knelt down.

For a moment, Ping An felt that Cheng Xiangheng seemed to have changed, but in fact he had not changed at all.

He used to force her to do something, and when she didn't want to agree, she would sit on the stool with her head down, unwilling to look at his face.

At this time, Cheng Xiangheng would half-kneel down and make sure that she saw his face. Ping An liked Cheng Xiangheng's face very much, he was very handsome. She would stare at this face and agree to all his requests in a bewildered manner.

Now, he still uses the same method on her.

Cheng Xiangheng looked up at Ping An's eyes and said very seriously, "Sister, I love you."

Ping An didn't expect Cheng Xiangheng to suddenly confess his love. Her ears instantly turned red. "Don't talk nonsense. We've been apart for so long, how could you..."

Cheng Xiangheng didn't dwell on this issue with Ping An. He whispered, "The past was too painful for us. It's better to forget it. I can make the scar on your wrist disappear, and I can also make the scar in your heart disappear. So, sister, for my sake and yours, please be brave, okay?"

Ping An pursed his lips: "I'm used to wearing long sleeves, it's nothing."

A sinister coldness flashed across Cheng Xiangheng's eyes: "That's why you had heatstroke before!"

Ping An was startled: "How do you know I had heatstroke?"

That happened a long time ago. After she suffered from heatstroke, she was immediately sent to the hospital by kind people. How did Cheng Xiangheng know about it?

"You'll definitely get heatstroke if you wear long sleeves, I guess." Cheng Xiangheng gave a vague explanation, then changed the subject, "Sister, I want to see you wearing a skirt. Can you show it to me? I don't want you to be reluctant to move forward."

Ping An hesitated for a moment. She could choose not to wear short sleeves, but she couldn't refuse the request of someone who was kind to her.

The two were silent for a while, and Ping'an finally put on the clothes.

She hadn't worn such revealing clothes for many years. The skirt only reached her knees and the sleeves only reached her elbows. She felt like she was running naked.

Inferiority filled her heart, but Cheng Xiangheng looked at her with bright eyes, as if he saw some shining treasure.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."