Fang Zhi carefully observed his inscrutable expression and silent demeanor. Because the man's long, thick eyelashes obscured the emotions in his eyes, Fang Zhi missed the fleeting ruthlessness that crossed them. She emphasized softly:
"Brother, he really didn't hug me."
The girl's soft voice lingered in his ears, which reminded Qi Shen, and the man's eyes slightly turned up.
Jiang Yuze's matter can be dealt with later today; right now it's the little girl's birthday. He'll teach her what she didn't remember last time; before, she was too young, but after today everything will be different.
A gentle smile returned to Qi Shen's handsome face as he looked up at her, his thin lips moving slightly. "It was a misunderstanding, Zhizhi. I'm sorry."
"Happy 18th birthday." Qi Shen kissed the girl's smooth forehead tenderly. "From today onwards, Zhizhi is an adult and has reached the age where she can fall in love. From now on, I will not only be your older brother, but also your boyfriend. Remember that."
The man's voice was calm and unhurried, and these words came out of his lips as if they were the most natural thing in the world.
Fang Zhi stared wide-eyed, his lips trembling so much that he couldn't utter a sound.
Qi Shen looked into the girl's watery eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and lowered his voice, saying, "Your brother previously advised Zhizhi to stay away from Jiang Yuze, but Zhizhi didn't listen."
"Let's add some things about couples today, and I'll show you how to get acquainted." His handsome face smiled gently and harmlessly. "Only with a deep enough memory will Zhizhi know what she should and shouldn't do in the future."
Although Qi Shen had regained his gentle and refined demeanor, his deep and sculpted face was beaming with a warm smile.
Only then did I realize that a slight chill was still running down my spine.
......
The simply decorated yet elegant bedroom was dimly lit by only a table lamp, and she realized that she had been carried into his bedroom by the man.
He placed the girl in his arms on the edge of the bed, his strong arms supporting him on the bed surface as he leaned down.
From a distance, the woman on the bed appeared exceptionally petite and delicate, enveloped by the man's confinement.
Face to face, their breaths mingled and intertwined.
Qi Shen's gaze, as if it were tangible, swept over the girl's delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes inch by inch, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Zhizhi, stay here and don't move. I'll go get your birthday present."
Fang Zhi was stunned when he saw what was in the box.
This is an ornate and intricate piece of jewelry. Its length is too long to be a bracelet, but too short to be a necklace.
Golden chains intersect, their paths both clear and intricate, with blood-red rubies, each the size of a red bean, nestled within a layer of interwoven chains.
Some of the other chains were empty, while others were adorned with bells of the same gold color.
It's more like the anklets worn by the alluring dancers of the Western Regions, their every smile and gesture captivating. They jingle as their owners move, exuding a mysterious, bewitching, and exotic beauty and charm.
"Your brother specially commissioned a master craftsman to make this anklet for you. Zhizhi, wear it whenever you come back to this room." Qi Shen looked at Fang Zhi tenderly. "Do you like it?"
It's about returning to this room, no longer her bedroom.
From the moment he saw the surveillance video, Qi Shen made up his mind to have the young girl move in with him immediately.
The line of sight overhead was piercing; only then did I realize I hadn't looked up.
The anklet looked exquisite, but to her it seemed more like a tool symbolizing shackles and confinement.
There was also a kind of allure that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
But it was a gift from his older brother, and he clearly didn't want to hear the words "I don't like it" coming from his own mouth.
Fang Zhi braced herself and stammered, "I like it." The girl, who always spoke softly, answered so quietly that it was almost inaudible, like a kitten meowing.
He knew her so well that he could tell whether the girl liked him or not with just a slight twitch of his eyebrow.
She frowned slightly just now, though only slightly.
But based on that alone, he could tell she didn't like the anklet, but what did that matter...?
Qi Shen silently smiled, took out the anklet, placed the box on the bed, and then squatted down with one knee bent.
He knelt down on one knee in front of the girl's smooth, slender legs, holding a gift in his hand, just like a marriage proposal scene.
Fang Zhi remained motionless, watching as he lowered his head before her, gracefully and slowly removing her shoes and socks, and putting on her anklet.
The porcelain-white, smooth ankles, like mutton fat jade, complemented the vibrant anklet.
Qi Shen's eyes darkened, and he said meaningfully:
"Zhizhi, I regret to inform you that whether you accept it or not, you have to learn to accept it."
He seemed to be referring to the anklet, or perhaps alluding to the relationship between him and her.
Regardless of her opinion, she couldn't escape the fact that she had to be with him.
......
She then realized that the floral dress she had worn when she went out had been crumpled into a ball and was gradually peeled off by the man's long, slender hands.
She lay on the altar like a sacrificial offering, wearing only two thin, soft garments.
"Ugh... Brother..." Fang Zhi panicked completely under his undisguised admiration and dark gaze. "No..."
She tried to curl up, but the man restrained her hands and feet as soon as she moved.
"Baby, don't move." Qi Shen whispered in her ear, his voice low and alluring, tinged with desire.
"Today is just to help you get used to things. From today onwards, you will be living with me every single day."
"Does the baby have to refuse every day?"
As the man finished speaking, she realized that her last defenses had crumbled, leaving her vulnerable like a newborn baby.
They came into the world naked.
Outside the window, the torrential rain raged, while inside, the girl's eyes were red, and she murmured softly, sobbing intermittently.
Above, the first red plum blossoms are in bloom, just beginning to appear before people.
Below, the distinct knuckles gently explore uncharted territory, expanding its domain with a touch of nonchalance.
The girl's cheeks were like rubies on an anklet, a vibrant yet decadent red, and the bells on the anklet began to ring with the slight tremor of her arrival.
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