Feeling the girl beneath him gradually losing her breath and struggling to breathe, Qi Shen gently bit her lower lip.
Only then did he reluctantly leave her lips, his tall body retreating backward.
He looked down at her intently.
His soft, delicate face flushed crimson, his smooth skin as translucent as fine mutton fat jade, and the milk stains that remained beside his exquisitely shaped lips were completely swallowed up by him.
His long, slender fingers pinched her delicate earlobe, gently rubbing it with his fingertips, full of affection.
"A kiss replaces Zhizhi's massage for her brother."
"What does Zhizhi think?"
The man spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice deep and magnetic, the last syllable of which rose slightly, carrying an air of endless spring and an inexplicable allure.
His hot breath sprayed onto Fang Zhi's face. She subconsciously turned her head and placed her hands on his chest. Her breathing was rapid and uneven. "It's...too late...brother, I should rest...you...you should go back."
Qi Shen was displeased with her avoidance, and he tightened his grip on her earlobe slightly, his handsome and refined face now showing a hint of wickedness and willfulness. "Zhizhi, look at your brother and say it."
Fang Zhi's eyelashes trembled violently, and she ignored his words. The intense masculine scent enveloped her so closely that she didn't have the courage to look at him at that moment.
Qi Shen chuckled nonchalantly, his low voice laced with a wicked, ambiguous tone, "Aren't you going to look at me and say you want your brother to stay here tonight?"
"No...no..." Fang Zhi reacted violently upon hearing this, her body, enveloped by the man, began to twist.
Caught off guard, Qi Shen's expression suddenly changed, and a sensual groan escaped his throat. He pressed one hand on Fang Zhi's shoulder, his breathing heavy, and growled in a low voice, "Don't move."
The man's tone was serious, and Fang Zhi was startled.
As she calmed down, she realized the strange sensation between her legs; besides the stiffness of the belt, there was something else...
Her face flushed from rosy to deep crimson, and her earlobes were also red, as if dripping with blood.
Even if you've never eaten pork, you've seen pigs run; after all, you learned about it in biology class at school.
Now that she's at this point, she's no longer foolish enough to think that her brother had put on two belts.
Fang Zhi held her breath, her clear black and white eyes glistening with tears as she nervously stared at the man in front of her.
She was afraid he would push the boundaries further.
Qi Shen's temples throbbed with veins, like a wild beast locked in a cage, poised to pounce.
It was extremely difficult to endure.
He forced himself to spare a sliver of energy to think about other things in order to quell his current desires. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl's wary and cautious gaze, and his brow twitched slightly.
He underestimated his little girl's responsiveness.
Judging from her appearance, Qi Shen could easily guess what had just happened.
Qi Shen's voice was soft and slow, with a meaningful tone, "Don't worry, Zhizhi, at least for now, your brother won't touch you."
After speaking, he turned over and sat back on the bed, then quickly grabbed the neatly folded suit jacket from the side and covered it with his legs. The whole sequence of movements was calm and smooth, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
Fang Zhi stared at the ceiling, unsure whether to get up or not. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, yet couldn't help feeling worried.
She heard her brother's words very clearly.
He only said it wouldn't happen now, not that it wouldn't happen in the future, but once they cross that final step, it means their relationship will never be the same again.
Qi Shen turned his head to look at her. He subconsciously disliked the blank expression on the girl's face. This made him feel that she might leave him at any moment.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly. "Zhizhi." He pinched the girl's delicate chin with his left hand and pulled her towards him. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his deep voice was unfathomable. "Say goodnight to your brother."
The moment her face was turned away, before she could look away, she realized she had vaguely seen the outline under the suit jacket.
Even when obscured, it is an undeniable and terrifying presence.
Fang Zhi's face flushed red, and she hurriedly looked up, only to meet the man's deep, dark eyes, which seemed to be a whirlpool that would drag her deep into them.
He was radiating danger from head to toe, yet he dared not look away from Qi Shen's request, knowing he was wary of it.
And her chin was still under his control.
Fang Zhi, under his intensely piercing gaze, parted her lips and stammered:
"Brother...goodnight..."
Qi Shen's gaze lingered on her blushing face, and he chuckled softly, "Goodnight, my Zhizhi."
After speaking, he gave Fang Zhi a deep look, then picked up his coat and left with steady, unhurried steps.
No sooner had Qi Shen left than Fang Zhi scrambled out of bed, not even bothering to put on slippers, and ran barefoot toward the bedroom door.
Click—
The bedroom door was locked.
She stood there, panting slightly, each day now presenting her with different thrills and dangers.
Fang Zhi slowly walked to the bedside, then fell down without a care, leaving a deep dent in the soft bed.
It's as if her heart is burdened by an indelible mark of guilt for immorality.
Unfortunately, this sense of guilt only existed within her; the man on the other side of the wall showed no remorse whatsoever.
......
As the hazy night descended, it draped the earth in a veil of mystery. The bedroom was dimly lit, with only the cool moonlight filtering in to vaguely discern the surrounding furnishings.
A warm orange light spilled out from the gap under the bathroom door, accompanied by the sound of running water from the shower and the occasional low, sexy male voice.
In the quiet, empty night, the sounds were amplified, appearing exceptionally clear and ambiguous.
A hazy, hot mist swirled around them, and water dampened the man's neat, black hair and his handsome face.
Water droplets slid down from his deep-set eyes and brows, finally gathering at his sharply defined chin before falling downwards.
The elegance and poise of the daytime vanished completely; half of Qi Shen's body was shrouded in shadow, revealing broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and perfectly proportioned, yet not overly rugged, abdominal and V-line muscles. The veins on the back of his pale hands were faintly visible, each movement exuding a sense of indulgence and unbridled pleasure.
He closed his eyes, his mind filled with Fang Zhi's face—her crying, her laughing, her shyness, her bashfulness, her whispering—scenes flashed rapidly through his mind like movie scenes.
A flash of white light, and everything returned to calm, with an unknown scent emanating from the enclosed space.
Qi Shen raised his long, slender, yet powerful hand and placed it under the water jet, gently rinsing every inch of it.
After rinsing himself clean, Qi Shen turned off the shower, picked up a towel from the shelf to dry himself, and walked out of the bathroom.
He walked through the dim light, glanced at the suit folded by the girl on the clothes rack, and smiled slightly.
She's so scared and nervous that she can't stand it, and she gets extremely flustered even if she accidentally witnesses something like this...
What will happen to him after he learns?
The thought of the girl sobbing softly beneath him made Qi Shen's palms itch. He, who was always extremely patient, couldn't wait for his little girl to grow up.
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