"Brother-in-law, please don't make things difficult for my little sister. I know her. She will never break her promise. She's just embarrassed. Can you give her some time?"
Xiong Ting sat down in Ye Lang's arms, hugged his neck, and pleaded softly.
Xiong Yuan glanced at Xiong Ting with complicated eyes, and an indescribable sadness welled up in her heart.
How could my sister know that I actually don't like men, and that the one I like is...
Xiong Ting didn't know, but Ye Lang knew.
He raised a wicked smile and roamed around Xiong Ting's body with his hands.
Xiong Ting was unwilling to embarrass herself in front of her sister, but sitting down was easy but getting up was difficult.
Seeing that she couldn't hide, Xiong Ting blushed, bit her lower lip, and whispered in a low voice, suppressing her shyness:
"Sister...Brother-in-law, I'm still here. Tonight, I'll do whatever you want to me."
Ye Lang saw Xiong Yuan's face turn pale from the corner of his eye, and the ding-ding-ding sound in his mind kept ringing. Instead of restraining, he opened his mouth wide and pressed it directly.
Their lips touched, their breaths blended together, and Xiong Ting closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, letting Ye Lang do what he wanted.
Xiong Yuan felt a pain in her heart and could no longer bear it. She wanted to get up and leave with a grim look on her face.
But just as she took a step, she was stopped by Ye Lang's cold voice:
"stop!"
Xiong Yuan's body stiffened, and she slowly lowered her head. Tears flashed in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
Ye Lang smiled coldly and continued:
"What are you running away from?
When you asked your sister to come to me, didn't you think of this scene?
We have done worse things.
You don't think I took your sister in just to play flying chess with her, do you? "
Xiong Yuan gritted her teeth, tears never falling, her voice trembling:
"I...I was wrong."
Ye Lang sneered,
"What's wrong?"
Xiong Yuan took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty:
"I shouldn't have failed to recognize the situation. I should have kept my promise."
As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand and was about to take off her shirt.
Ye Lang grabbed her wrist and said coldly:
"Do you think I can have any emotions when you look so dead?"
Xiong Yuan's hands froze in mid-air, and she couldn't help but let her tears fall.
Only then did she look like a girl, fragile and helpless.
Ye Lang nodded with satisfaction.
That's right, he thought.
Girls should look like girls. What’s the point of acting like a tomboy every day?
Ye Lang looked at her face, which was identical to Xiong Ting's, but her temperament was completely different, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
He lifted Xiong Yuan's chin, looked at her face which was a little more stubborn than Xiong Ting's, and slowly moved closer with his big mouth.
Xiong Yuan wanted to dodge as much as she could, but Ye Lang held her tightly and she couldn't move.
She squeezed her eyes shut, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Ye Lang had no intention of showing mercy to women.
The big mouth covered her lips without any hesitation, and the tip of the tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, plundering her breath.
Not only that, Ye Lang's hands were not idle either.
He was very familiar with this body that looked exactly like Xiong Ting's.
After a while, Xiong Yuan's reaction changed from resistance at the beginning, to strangeness, and finally to confusion and helplessness.
Ye Lang didn't let her go until her hands rested weakly on his shoulders, her breathing became disordered, and her eyes became blurred.
Seeing [Xiong Yuan, Favorability: 15] in his mind, Ye Lang's mouth curled up slightly.
Lesbian? Sister complex? That's because she hasn't tasted a real man.
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