Before Yuan Jiang could even cry out in surprise, the door was slammed shut, the sound of it locking echoing in the empty, dark room.
An inexplicable sense of gloom.
Surrounded by darkness, Yuan Jiang's slender back was forcibly pressed against the cold door panel, and equally cold were those thin, long hands, which were now tightly gripping her waist.
"Xiao, Xiaomin, what's wrong?" Yuan Jiang's bright eyes blinked, she swallowed and asked anxiously.
The man's furry head buried itself in the fragrant crook of her neck, his straight nose nuzzling against her. The next second, Shen Xiaomin opened her mouth and bit down on that delicate, slender neck.
His voice was hoarse: "Where did my sister go? Why did it take her so long to come back?"
Her resentful tone sounded like that of a wronged woman.
Yuan Jiang froze, about to ask him what he wanted to do, but before she could speak, he bit her neck! The hoarse sound of his lips and tongue licking her made her feel flustered. She clenched her fingers tightly and instinctively hugged Shen Xiaomin's slender waist.
"Sister, why aren't you saying anything?" The boy's hoarse, deep voice echoed in her ears. He released her waist with one hand and lightly stroked her smooth cheek with his fingertips.
Breathing sounds amplified in the darkness. Yuan Jiang nervously licked her lips and whispered, "There's a traffic jam on the road."
"Liar." The boy's sharp voice was filled with hurt and sadness. His eyes were misty, shimmering with tears, as he looked at Yuan Jiang with a sinister gaze.
Yuan Jiang took two deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, and then used a gentle voice to soothe his obviously agitated emotions: "Xiao Min, I didn't lie to you. Eight or nine o'clock is the rush hour, and the roads are very congested. I also wanted to come back early to be with you."
Shen Xiaomin's crimson lips were pressed into a straight line. The faint moonlight shone through the bay window, illuminating half of his gloomy and cold face, his sharp chin and thin lips taut.
His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.
Because of Yuan Xiangci's warning, he dared not openly look for his sister, but he felt uneasy when he couldn't see her. So, he bought a surveillance camera and placed it in his sister's bedroom. Every night, he would watch his sister sleeping soundly on the big bed like a pervert.
My sister is so cute even when she's sleeping!
Not only that, he also followed his sister. Fortunately, there were no sleazy men around her. But to his utter surprise, he saw Gu Sheng with his sister today!
The older sister was still smiling at Gu Sheng, and not only that, her smile was so beautiful!
Shen Xiaomin's cold, pale, and gloomy face was illuminated by the hazy moonlight. His thick, straight black eyelashes trembled as he looked down at her, who was helpless and panicked.
His entire demeanor was violent and cold, and his sharply defined face suppressed a frenzied jealousy.
"You met Gu Sheng, didn't you?"
"You lied to me, sister. Why won't you tell me?"
Shen Xiaomin gently curled her crimson lips, her hoarse voice slowly revealing a dangerous undertone.
Yuan Jiang's face paled: "How did you know?"
"Not only do I know that, I also know that my sister doesn't like showers but prefers baths; my sister likes to eat crisp and sweet peaches; and she rolls around in bed every time before going to sleep."
Suddenly, Shen Xiaomin's tone changed, and she sobbed pitifully and hurtfully, "Sister, am I disgusting? But I really can't control myself, I want to look at you every minute and every second."
"Sister, you will forgive me, won't you?"
His temperament was unpredictable, and Yuan Jiang couldn't figure out what he was up to for a moment, but she was clearly taken aback when she heard what he said.
She stared blankly into her wet, fox-like eyes, her voice trembling, "You...like me."
Hearing Yuan Jiang's confident tone, Shen Xiaomin was stunned. The next second, he gently curled his rosy lips, raised his eyebrows leisurely, leaned closer to her, buried his head in her soft chest, took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "Yes, I like you so much, sister."
"I liked him from the first time we met."
"Sister, do you know what? I've never had a wet dream before in all my life!" He was both angry and excited, and his expression became manic. "But ever since I fell in love with you, I've been having dreams about you every night."
"Sister, guess what I was doing in my dream?"
Casually admiring Yuan Jiang's stunned expression, he chuckled and leaned against her: "Of course it's you, sister."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xiaomin coiled around Yuan Jiang like a nimble viper, her cold lips pressed against her earlobe: "I really hate being called 'sister'."
"Baby......."
After hearing this, Yuan Jiang's heart pounded. Standing before the boy's strong chest, she felt no fear. Instead, she reached out and hugged him, her voice filled with surprise and joy: "That's wonderful, Xiao Min."
W-what?
What's so great?
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