"How could he do this!"
Jiang Jiang looked at his fingers with distress, as they were almost rubbed raw.
His fingers were not smooth, but had many cuts and calluses from doing housework.
"Don't look... sis, it's ugly."
He trembled and tried to put his hands into his sleeves, but Jiang Jiang grabbed him firmly: "Don't move."
She carefully disinfected the wound and saw his fingertips tremble slightly. Thinking it was pain, she blew on it carefully: "Does it still hurt?"
Why does it hurt?
Wen Ye just felt itchy, so itchy that he wanted her to be harder.
He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in front of him who was concentrating on tending to his wounds. His heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Her breath brushed against his fingertips, so warm that it almost made his eyes warm.
"It doesn't hurt..." His voice was a little hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. "No one has ever... treated me like this."
Jiang Jiang looked up and met his moist eyes. The girl's long, slender eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, fragile and beautiful.
She couldn't help but soften her voice: "You must tell me if you get hurt in the future, okay?"
Wen Ye nodded gently, but in his heart he retorted: There will be no future. He will not let anyone who can hurt him go.
"Thank you, sister."
His voice was sweet and his expression was gentle, just like he was an ordinary boy next door. He bent down, put his arms around Jiang Jiang's shoulders, and gently rested his head on them.
This is a very easy pose to break free from.
He was almost anxiously waiting for Jiang Jiang's reaction.
A pair of warm hands slowly wrapped around his waist and even patted his back soothingly.
This realization made his heart beat so fast that it almost burst out of his chest, and the tips of his ears instantly burned red.
He is not a simple person who knows nothing. Since he was born, dirty deals about men and women have continued to appear in front of him.
But Wen Ye had never been interested in these things before.
The sight of the two bodies entangled with each other only made him feel sick.
Why did he feel changes in his body now?
Wen Ye rubbed her hair dazedly for a few seconds, indulging in her scent.
"Why do you like to act like a spoiled child so much?" Jiang Jiang's voice sounded in his ears with a smile.
Wen Ye buried his face deeper into her neck, greedily breathing in the faint scent of gardenia on her body.
The distance was so close that he could feel the beating of her pulse, which gave him a morbid sense of satisfaction.
Being spoiled is a privilege.
Only those who are pampered are qualified to do it.
Wen Ye has been aware of this situation since his younger brother was born. Only his younger brother can rely on acting like a spoiled child and crying to gain his father's love.
And he only causes boredom.
But now, someone finally tolerates him. "...Will my sister find me annoying?"
Wen Ye began to think about how he gained her love.
Was it the miserable state of her family, his face, or his docile behavior?
Or all three?
He knew that he was good-looking, and even Chu Keyong would sometimes glance at his face with that disgusting look.
His extraordinary beauty brought him nothing but trouble.
But the thought that his sister would like his face made him feel the urge to protect his appearance for the first time in his life.
He is smart and knows how to make use of his strengths.
Wen Ye adjusted his posture imperceptibly, letting the moonlight from the window cast a perfect shadow on his delicate profile. He tilted his head slightly, revealing his graceful neck, his Adam's apple rolling gently with his breathing.
"Sister..." He deliberately softened his voice, his eyelashes trembling and drooping, casting a small shadow under his eyes, "Am I... taking things too far?"
Jiang Jiang: “…”
Jiang Jiang: "...No, I don't find you annoying."
She stood up, pulled the other person up with her, and said seriously, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
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