35 Share the pressure
◎It seems like she is finished.◎
In reality, Liang Youwei didn't know how to kiss, even though this wasn't her first time. She was always shy and timid, no matter who she was with. Her mind was always blank, and her feelings about the matter came and went quickly.
But today was different. She initiated the kiss, and the person she kissed was Liang Ting'an, the brother she had relied on for twenty-one years.
At first, she just licked and kissed gently, like a dragonfly touching the water or a butterfly flapping its wings. Even her fingertips were trembling, but she still stubbornly held up the slightly rough face, that face... that belonged to her brother.
The absurd and bizarre feeling of betrayal made her panic, but also inexplicably brave. She had to do something this exciting once in her life, right?
She licked his somewhat cold lips and thought.
Liang Ting'an's brain was buzzing, his pupils dilated instantly, and his long eyelashes lightly brushed across his cheek, like a flash of lightning, burning his entire heart.
Apart from the excessive sound of his two heartbeats, he could no longer hear any other sounds. The world stopped at this moment.
Liang Youwei's kiss continued. She tentatively extended the tip of her tongue, went deep inside, timidly and carefully stroked the hard teeth, and then swept across the soft mouth.
It was just a moment, like when she was playing hide-and-seek with herself as a child. She was obviously not hiding well, but she made noises on purpose to let her brother come to find her.
So Liang Ting'an closed his eyes, as she wished.
He responded to her with his body as he ran his big hands through her overly soft hair.
The ambiguous sound of water was perfectly covered by the sounds of wind, waves, and the faint music floating in the lobby.
The men and women sitting in the hall were dressed in elegant clothes, chatting and laughing. No one would notice that on the deck across the wall, a brother and sister were kissing passionately.
Liang Ting'an was considerably taller than his sister, and to facilitate the kiss, they both pulled away briefly, their gazes locked. The next moment, the graceful lotus-colored skirt fluttered, its crystal diamonds adorning it flashing like stars. Liang Youwei sat steadily on the edge of the platform, her back against the cold steel railing.
This time, without waiting for Liang Youwei to take the initiative, Liang Ting'an pressed against her soft waist, isolating her from the cold touch while also bringing the two of them closer.
The beige satin pointed high heels were stretched in mid-air, and in a flash, they were completely hidden by the layers of skirt. Liang Youwei silently hugged his neck tightly, her slender throat trembling slightly, and she let out a faint moan.
Liang Ting'an paused when he heard this, and then kissed her even more deeply.
After an unknown amount of time, the kiss ended, and they separated a little. The silver thread was pulled up, then wiped away by Liang Ting'an's lightly calloused fingertips.
"Brother, if this happened in ancient times, would we have been thrown into a pig cage..." Liang Youwei suddenly asked, realizing it belatedly. Her hand, slightly smaller than the man's, rested on his shoulder, a little distracted.
Liang Ting'an stared at her without blinking, and in his eyes there was only Liang Youwei besides the vast night scene.
Her eyebrows are lingering, her eyes are crystal clear, and her cheeks are rosy, like a European oil painting with extraordinary vitality and bold colors.
"How could that be?" His eyes seemed to be infected by the haziness of the person in front of him. He gently rubbed her slightly swollen crimson lips and murmured softly, "We are not siblings."
Besides, even if it was true, what would it matter? A sneer flashed across his usually calm and peaceful eyes. Since ancient times, which family hadn't had absurd things happen? They weren't the only ones.
Their father had never been around much for the three of them, and Ms. He's discipline of Liang Youwei was erratic. Besides her aunt, the only people who truly grew up with Liang Youwei were her siblings.
Why can't the children they raised be with them?
"Then...if I want to break up with Qin Zhen, will you support me?"
Liang Youwei stroked the man's cheek with her right fingers, looked at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and asked softly.
"No need to worry." Liang Ting'an took her hand and placed it on his lips for a kiss. The teardrop diamond ring on her middle finger shone brightly, but it was not as captivating as his face. "And there's no need to be afraid of Liang Jiangsheng."
"As long as you want, you can stay with your brother and sister forever. Our family will never be separated. Weiwei, don't feel any psychological pressure. Brother is willing."
"...But what's the reason?"
Liang Youwei's shoulders relaxed slightly after she confirmed that she didn't need to be bound by any relationship with him. However, she still had some concerns. Beneath her carefully applied makeup, a hint of melancholy and uneasiness was revealed. "How... are we supposed to be together?"
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a wet and salty sea breeze blew in, ruffling Liang Youwei's originally well-behaved long hair. The suit jacket draped behind her was also blown into the air and fell into the dark sea.
There was nothing she could do about her clothes, so she subconsciously turned back to fix her hair. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Liang Ting'an's expression suddenly change. But before she could ask what happened, her brother stretched out his hand to cover most of his face.
She felt his slightly protruding wrist bone, somewhat puzzled. Accidentally touching a custom-made mechanical watch made her feel a bit cold. Liang Youwei tried to ignore the discomfort: "Brother, what's wrong?"
"...It's okay. It's cold outside, I'll carry you back."
His sharp eyes swept across the flashing lights in the distance, and the warning was leaked out without reservation, but when Liang Youwei looked over, there was only tenderness in her eyes.
A strange excitement and satisfaction still lingered in her heart, but Liang Youwei was unaware of it. She obediently hugged her brother's neck and was carefully carried down from the half-person-high platform by him.
He tucked her hair behind her ears, his gaze full of affection, a scene that seemed to appear only in a dream: "Your makeup is a little smudged, Weiwei, can you go and rest? I might have some things to do."
"Well, go ahead and get busy."
Liang Youwei felt a little shy, not knowing what she was thinking about. Her white fingers reluctantly twisted around the bottom of his tie, and she said softly, "But - brother, you are not allowed to hold other people's arms or hug other people's waists anymore."
The man smiled delicately, letting her do whatever she wanted, and knowingly asked, "Why not?"
"...Brother knows why, but he won't allow it." Liang Youwei deliberately hit him, but she softened her blow, making it seem painless. It didn't sound like a complaint, but rather like flirting.
Liang Ting'an did not agree immediately, but asked: "What about you?"
Sister, when will you be able to completely break up with Qin Zhen?
Liang Youwei's eyes wandered, and she simply lowered her head and concentrated on winding her tie: "It's almost done, brother."
She didn't intend to tell the truth. Although she had broken up with that person, if she told him, she would feel that her love was easy to get, right?
Soon? Hopefully.
Liang Ting'an's eyes were dark, and he didn't know whether it was because of the previous episode or because of his sister's words.
He sent Liang Youwei back to her exclusive suite, and then returned to Vanity Fair alone to answer questions and conversations from all sides.
By the way, contacted some people.
Liang Youwei went into the bathroom as soon as she returned to the room.
She has been particular about it since she was young. Even when she is away from home, she must prepare all the toiletries she is used to. Liang Zhihui knows this best and has made arrangements in advance. All the treatment is no different from that at home.
Playing her favorite music and letting her body sink into the bathtub of suitable temperature, Liang Youwei slowly closed her eyes.
She kissed Liang Ting'an today.
Words, actions, intimacy... completely broke the boundaries between siblings. The taut string was torn apart by his own hands, and then thrown aside and abandoned by the other party.
She faced her own heart, or in other words, she finally followed her nature and went beyond the limit.
In the melodious and cheerful waltz, Liang Youwei's body was immersed in the favorite warmth and fragrance, and her eyes couldn't help but become a little dazed.
But you can't blame her for this.
Life was so long, she couldn't just revolve around Qin Zhen alone. Qin Zhen always had so much work to do, but he needed someone to accompany him. More people would help share his pressure, wouldn't they? She was doing this for his own good, even if it meant selling out her own morals.
How much she felt sorry for him and loved him.
She shook her head, discarding the emotion that shouldn't have appeared, and then straightened up. Her upper body left the pink and blue bath water and leaned over the edge of the tub, staring at the fruit platter not far away.
The fragrance of cherries and strawberries has blended with the bath ball. Looking at the bright red color, the heat also ran to her face.
Her brother is rich and powerful, Jingyi is inseparable from him, and Qin Zhen is even less likely to be an abandoned child... Since she was a child, Liang Youwei has liked collecting various styles of clothes and shoes, and she has this attitude towards her other half.
How boring it would be if you could only see one face and experience one personality in your life.
As she thought this, she gently fiddled with the juicy and crystal-clear strawberry, watching it sway and swing, and a smile came to her face, not very serious.
She logged into WeChat and said goodnight to Qin Zhen, Zhao Lingyu and others one by one.
Tonight, I am destined to have a good sleep.
When she woke up the next day, her good mood continued until her third sister arrived.
"Liang Youwei, can you explain it?" Liang Jingyi looked unhappy, threw the newspaper of the day hard on the marble coffee table, and spoke coldly.
Liang Youwei was startled when she heard the noise. She looked up blankly, subconsciously smiled sweetly, and asked sweetly, "What's wrong, sister?"
"What's wrong? You ask me what's wrong?" Liang Jingyi sneered, not buying it. She crossed her arms, the thin diamond bracelets on her wrists reflecting a cold light. "Do you need me to help you remember what you did last night?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and Liang Youwei instinctively knew there was something wrong with the newspaper. Almost unconsciously, she licked the corner of her lips and slowly reached for the paper.
The newspaper was already wrinkled, and I wonder how long it had been ravaged by Liang Jingyi before.
The third sister hasn't been so outspoken for a long time. She must have her own scandal, but she has been low-key enough. How could it cause any trouble?
After opening the newspaper and hearing the rustling sound, Liang Youwei's heart sank and her body swayed. Her contempt and confusion were replaced by an overwhelming panic that almost made her fall to the ground.
That’s... a photo of her and Liang Ting’an!
The newspaper contained two pictures.
The first photo shows a man in formal attire hugging a slender woman, kissing her passionately at the edge of a magnificent cruise ship. He possesses the most strikingly handsome Chinese appearance, with sharp brows, starry eyes, and sharp features. Even his hair, blown by the evening breeze, appears particularly amorous. The woman, wearing a matching jacket and shirt and trousers, is only visible due to the angle of view, revealing her long, curly hair, which swirls like seaweed in the air.
In the second photo, the man opened his eyes and looked straight at the camera without any emotion. The woman seemed to turn her body slightly to look, but the side of her face that should have been exposed was blocked by the man's palm. His palm was too big, leaving only a small pointed chin visible.
The picture is obvious enough, and the title is even more shocking: "The prince of the imperial capital meets a beautiful woman at night, and he is very protective of his wife, so it seems that good things are about to happen!"
What the hell!!!
If the subject was not herself or her brother, Liang Youwei would be happy to read such a gossip-filled newspaper.
But now the problem was imminent - how was she going to explain it to the crowd around her? She didn't have her face, but based on her chin and the same dress as hers, anyone familiar with her could recognize who she was!
How do you explain this? How do you explain this?
Especially towards Liang Jingyi, and...that madman Qin Zhen.
For the first time, Liang Youwei felt truly panicked.
It seemed like she was finished.
【Author’s words】
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