Hot water from the showerhead in the bathroom flowed continuously, and billowing steam rose into the air.
The harsh winter cannot dispel the spring colors of this moment.
Fang Zhi sat on the washbasin countertop, the originally cold surface now warmed by her body heat. A pair of arms, as delicate and white as mutton fat jade, loosely embraced the neck of the person in front of him.
The man was as exquisite as a work of art; his hand, which seemed like a treasure, was gripping her waist, while his other hand lifted her leg.
The feeling was magnified infinitely; everything in the bathroom expanded before my eyes, eventually turning into a vast expanse of white.
......
Qi Shen understood the principle of moderation, and he deliberately restrained himself so that the little girl could act coquettishly again next time.
After a blissful encounter in the bathroom, he quickly rinsed off the still-energetic girl and returned to the bedroom with her in his arms.
Fang Zhi sat propped up on the edge of the bed, her long, black hair still dripping wet. Qi Shen stood behind her, holding a towel and gently drying her hair.
The orange light fell on the girl's beautiful face, making her appear even more gentle. Qi Shen looked down at her profile.
A warm and cozy room, a peaceful and serene place.
Fang Zhi turned to face him.
Even without looking at his face, she could feel his gaze on her the entire time, never wavering.
Yu Guangli's abs are strong and sexy, with each muscle line clearly defined and just right, like a perfect sculpture, conforming to the common people's pursuit of beauty and strength.
Even the most energetic eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys couldn't match the allure of this body before me.
Fang Zhi felt his mouth and throat getting dry as he looked at it.
She might have really changed a bit... After seeing so much of what Sister An posted, she's actually starting to have feelings for her brother's body...
The lingering effect still lingers in the senses.
Fang Zhi couldn't control her wild thoughts at all; it felt like there were two little people playing tug-of-war in her head.
One reason is to prevent her from overthinking.
The other one was lively and cheerful, telling her that after a man passes his peak at 25, he faces a decline in all aspects of his physical functions. For example, tonight, she thought he would continue, but he let her go.
Fang Zhi realized what was happening and quickly turned his head and lowered his eyes.
But she forgot that her hair was still in the man's hand, and with a sudden tug, the pain from her scalp made her hiss.
Upon hearing this, Qi Shen loosened his grip.
He put the towel aside, bent down and leaned closer to her, his tone slightly serious, "What are you doing, fidgeting?"
After removing his glasses, the man's handsome face lost some of its refinement and gained a more primal aggressiveness.
He raised his hand to massage Fang Zhi's head, his eyes fixed on her cheek. "Does it still hurt?"
The long, slender fingers running through her hair sent a tingling, slightly electric sensation through her, a feeling of comfort. Fang Zhi whispered, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Hearing that she no longer felt pain, Qi Shen stopped massaging her. Fang Zhi was afraid he would ask why she had dodged, so she changed the subject.
"Brother, is Qi Chen coming back soon?"
"He's back." Qi Shen lifted his eyelids slightly, his voice flat as always. "Does Zhizhi want to see him?"
"I just suddenly thought of asking." Fang Zhi vaguely sensed a faint sourness emanating from the man. After speaking, she silently looked up at his deeply contoured, sharply defined face. "Brother, you're not even jealous of this, are you?"
Qi Shen's expression remained largely unchanged. He parted his thin lips slightly as if drinking water and uttered a simple, "Eat."
"..." Perhaps it was only as the time to leave drew closer that I realized a certain corner of my heart had been touched.
Without thinking, the words blurted out, "If my brother has children in the future, will he be jealous of the children because his wife cares about them?" Only after asking did she realize what she had said. "No...no...I..."
Qi Shen raised an eyebrow slightly, and with his pale hand, he lifted the chin of the girl who was anxiously making up for her mistake, turning her towards him.
Their eyes met, and the man's eyes were impenetrable, his thick, dark pupils like ink, as if countless invisible and intangible vines were growing within them, dragging her in.
Fang Zhi just stared at him, listening to him speak clearly and gently, word by word:
"Yes, but I will restrain myself. I will give him the best of everything in the world and the best love."
A few light words struck a chord deep within Fang Zhi's heart.
When she was very young, she had decided that if she ever became a mother, she would love her child dearly and never let him suffer, just like she did.
Strictly speaking, neither her brother, nor she, nor Qi Chen had a complete family. She didn't even know who her biological parents were or why they sold her.
Her brother once asked her if it would be easy to find her biological parents, and she was tempted at the time but then refused.
Why would she seek out someone who has lost themselves? A person who has been hurt has a tightly wrapped heart beneath a soft exterior.
She didn't want anyone to have another chance to hurt her.
The two brothers, the elder brother and Qi Chen, were raised by their father and mother, respectively.
She could clearly sense that their upbringing was different; Qi Chen had grown up under his mother's loving care.
As for her brother, the two of them had been her constant companions since she came to the Qi family.
Suddenly, she realized that her chest felt tight. Before she could figure out where this inexplicable discomfort came from, the man had already wrapped his arms around the back of her neck and pulled her forward.
He lowered his voice, his warm breath brushing against Fang Zhi's face, "And who is my wife? Who is the mother of my child? Doesn't Zhi Zhi know who they are?"
But what could she do? One must always make choices, and she didn't want to be trapped in one place for the rest of her life.
Only then did she realize that a feeling of weakness and soreness was spreading through her chest, and her breathing became erratic. She awkwardly avoided his question:
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