Chapter 77 Secret Affection
My face turned red at his straightforward love words. Just as I was about to say something in reply, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door, with a force that showed a hint of impatience.
"Brother! Sister-in-law! Have you two had enough of each other? Are you hiding in your room and making love?" Lin Heng's voice came through the door, with his unique arrogance.
I complained silently in my heart: Ha, little ancestor, how dare you talk about us?
The "little strawberry" on your collarbone, your swollen lips, and the unclear "deep hatred" with Qin Zheng, aren't they more melodramatic than our legitimate couple?
Lin Yan angrily replied to the door: "Aren't you just being a light bulb now?"
The door was pushed open a crack, and Lin Heng's pretty face peeked in, pouting: "You finally come here, shouldn't sister-in-law accompany me for a while? Play games! We agreed on it!" He had a clear goal and came straight to me.
Lin Yan directly blocked it for me: "We didn't come back this time just to play games with you." The tone was like a big dog guarding its food.
Lin Heng, this devil, has the word "scoundrel" engraved in his bones.
He collapsed on the bed between Lin Yan and me, stretched out his long legs, hugged the pillow, and squinted at his brother with his beautiful peach blossom eyes. His tone was long and demanding: "Brother - if you don't let sister-in-law play a few games with me, I will lie between the two of you with the pillow in my arms tonight. Let's see who can outlast the other."
Lin Yan's hand holding the water cup stopped in mid-air, his brows furrowed, his eyes cold enough to freeze someone to death: "Lin Heng, are you itching for trouble?"
"Itchy," Lin Heng said with a smile, even twisting his body deliberately, "Sister-in-law, can you rub it?"
I was holding a glass of water and almost spit it out.
This little ancestor really has no taboos.
Lin Yan was obviously choked by his brother's rogue tactics of "hurting 800 enemies and hurting 1,000 of your own".
He pinched his brows, and the helplessness he felt was about to overflow.
Finally, he took a deep breath, turned to me, and said, with a tone that was barely calm, "Go ahead, play a couple of rounds. Don't take too long."
As if I had been pardoned, I quickly slipped into Lin Heng's game room. Lin Yan added coldly from behind me: "Lin Heng, behave yourself."
"I know—" Lin Heng drawled out his words as he came bounding in, immediately regaining his sunny puppy look. "Sister-in-law, come quickly! Get on the number!"
Just after the game started, Lin Yan's cell phone on the coffee table in the living room rang.
He answered the phone, his voice low and emotionless: "Dad... Yeah, I got it... Come over now?"
I was wearing headphones and the game sound effects were blaring, but I still caught a glimpse of Lin Heng out of the corner of my eye.
The fingers holding the mouse seemed to tighten for a moment, the heartless smile on his face faded, and the whole person seemed to be paused, silent for an extremely short second.
Then, he raised his lazy, smiling face again and leaned over to look at my screen: "Sister-in-law, hurry up and push the tower! What are you daydreaming about?"
Lin Yan quickly hung up the phone, walked over and briefly explained that there was something going on at the company, picked up his coat and left.
There were only Lin Heng and I left in the room, and the sound of fierce fighting in the game.
After playing two games, Lin Heng seemed a little absent-minded and made frequent operational mistakes.
"Sister-in-law," he suddenly said, his voice slightly erratic, "My brother... is truly outstanding."
The tone didn't sound like pure admiration, but rather something more complicated mixed in.
I was being targeted by the enemy, frantically pressing skills, and casually replied, "Yes, but this guy has a lot of problems. When he gets angry, he's really deadly. Ten cows can't pull him back."
Thinking of his silent desire for control and occasional paranoia, I can't help but complain.
Lin Heng didn't respond and remained silent for a few seconds. During a break in the game, he tilted his head, his eyes shining surprisingly brightly under the light of the screen, and looked straight at me: "Sister-in-law, do you love my brother?"
The question came suddenly and directly.
I froze for a moment, my fingers forgetting to press the keyboard, and my character on the screen was instantly killed.
I looked at him a little puzzled: "Nonsense, if I don't love him, why would I go home with him? And meet your dad?" Isn't this obvious?
Lin Heng seemed relieved, but also more confused. He scratched his head, his eyes a little evasive: "Oh... I'm just curious about what it's like to be in a relationship. In a relationship? Haha, why do you have to be in a relationship? It's so annoying, being controlled by others in everything."
He tried to sound casual, but his deliberateness only made it more obvious.
"Just curious?" I put down the controller and gave him a serious look. Something was wrong with this kid.
He immediately turned red like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his voice rose: "I... I was just asking casually!"
This reaction is simply self-incriminating.
My heart skipped a beat when I thought of Su Yan's face, which always had a gentle smile on it, but whose eyes were always glued to Lin Heng.
That boy had personally admitted that he had feelings for Lin Heng.
If Lin Heng was stolen by someone else... wouldn't Su Yan go crazy if he knew?
I couldn't help but probe: "By the way, have you and Su Yan...been in touch much recently?"
Lin Heng seemed to be surprised that the topic changed so quickly. He blinked and said, "Yes, he is in contact. We went out to eat together yesterday. Sister-in-law, why are you asking about him suddenly?" He looked at me suspiciously.
"Hmm... nothing much," I said, choosing my words carefully. "I just thought you two had always been very close, like brothers."
"Hahaha!" Lin Heng laughed slyly, as if he had heard something particularly funny. "Sister-in-law, you don't think I like Su Yan, do you?"
He leaned closer, with a hint of mischievous pride, "Su Yan and I are really, really good friends, bone bones! Precisely because we're so good, I wouldn't risk losing such a good friend by falling in love with him! It's such a waste!"
I looked at his innocent face with a self-righteous look, and silently lit a candle for Su Yan in my heart.
Well, Su Yan, you are completely defeated.
This kid is so thick-skinned that he can run a horse.
After dinner in the evening, a huge feeling of fatigue came over me like a tide.
I got up too early today, had to deal with Lin Yan's father's scrutinizing gaze, played games with the energetic Lin Heng, and experienced the aftermath of that "family ethics drama". My brain and body were overdrawn.
I almost floated back to Lin Yan's room and threw myself into the soft big bed, not wanting to move even a finger.
Lin Yan came back. He leaned over, pressed his warm lips against my forehead, and said in a low, soft voice, "Baby, are you sleepy already?"
I closed my eyes and groaned, "I'm tired... my bones feel loose... I got up too early today and met so many people..." My voice was as sticky as if I had sugar in it.
He chuckled softly, with a doting and helpless look: "Then go to bed early today, be good, go wash up first." He half coaxed and half hugged me and pushed me into the bathroom.
After I finished washing up, I rolled back into bed with a damp body, and my consciousness had sunk like a stone into the deep sea.
In a daze, I felt the other side of the mattress collapse and a familiar breath approached.
I instinctively rubbed myself against the heat source, mumbling, "Sleep... We agreed to go to bed early..."
"Yeah, sleep." Lin Yan agreed, but his arms moved around her. A warm kiss landed on her neck, a little wet, and moved down like a string of tiny sparks.
I suddenly shuddered, and half of my sleepiness flew away: "Lin Yan...don't lick there..."
His voice trembled, with a hint of pleading. This bastard, he promised me all that during the day!
He responded vaguely, but did not stop moving.
The darkness amplified all the senses, and he knew all too well where my weaknesses were.
Her consciousness struggled between sleepiness and the desire aroused by him, and was eventually dragged into the whirlpool of lust by him.
After all that fooling around, I was completely exhausted and fell into a deep sleep almost instantly.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I was woken up by a strong urge to urinate.
It was pitch black outside the window, with only the faint light from the landscape lights in the courtyard revealing a hint of an outline.
I sat up in a daze, groped my way out of bed, and relying on my memory of the day, stumbled towards the bathroom.
The villa was eerily quiet, with only my own footsteps and heartbeat echoing in the empty corridor.
When I passed by Lin Heng's room, I subconsciously lowered my footsteps.
The door was not closed tightly, and a thin ray of light leaked out from the gap, like a glaring wound in the darkness.
At the same time, a suppressed, sticky sound leaked out.
"...Um...Qin Zheng...let me go..." It was Lin Heng's voice! That voice was filled with obvious resistance and...a barely perceptible tremor? It was completely different from the crisp and bold tone during the day.
Then, a low and hoarse male voice, almost unfamiliar, sounded, like sandpaper rubbing against the eardrum, with a creepy, morbid desire: "Master... I can't touch you all day today... I feel so uncomfortable..." It was Qin Zheng!
"Get lost...you bitch...stop being in heat..." Lin Heng's voice was tinged with anger, but the ending tone couldn't help but carry a strange softness.
"Give the lowly dog a few bites of meat... Please, Master..."
Qin Zheng's voice was lower and deeper, with an almost humble plea and a...scalp-numbing, unquestionable desire for control.
I froze on the cold corridor floor, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over me from head to toe, and I instantly became as awake as ever.
My heart was beating wildly in my chest, almost breaking through my ribs and jumping out.
Holy shit! Vulgar! Shameless! What the hell is this?!
The polite, docile, and submissive Qin Zheng during the day? That was all an act!
This domineering yet despicable posture, these words full of naked possessiveness and... uh, unspeakable fetishes... all the blood in my body rushed to my head, and then instantly faded away, leaving only a numbness as if struck by lightning.
No, I already guessed that there was something fishy going on between them, but isn't their relationship just too fucking outrageous?!
This is totally beyond my comprehension!
Qin Zheng, this kid, is really good at playing two-faced games in front of people and behind their backs!
The light coming through the crack in the door was like a red-hot iron, burning my eyes.
I didn't dare to watch or listen anymore, for fear of seeing more restrictive scenes.
He almost crawled into the bathroom, took care of his physiological needs, and then rushed back to Lin Yan's room as if escaping for his life. His head was still buzzing - that guy Lin Heng, who usually looks quite arrogant, actually... fell for this?
Lying back on the bed, the quilt was already warmed by Lin Yan's body temperature. He leaned over to me in a daze, his arms naturally wrapped around my waist, and buried his face in the crook of my neck, his voice unclear: "Wife...where have you been..."
"I went to the bathroom." My voice was a little tense, and I tried hard to control it so as not to reveal any of the shocking discovery I had just made.
Her back was pressed tightly against his warm chest, absorbing the reassuring warmth, but her mind was filled with the unbearable sounds she had just heard through the crack in the door, and Lin Heng's tone that was full of resistance and yet seemed... a little bit happy?
Damn, it exploded even more.
"Hmm..." Lin Yan responded, and his breathing soon became long and steady, as if he fell asleep again.
I lay stiffly in his arms, my eyes wide open in the darkness, not feeling sleepy at all, yet extremely excited.
Do you want to tell Lin Yan?
Lin Heng's incredibly awkward personality... Qin Zheng's schizophrenic attitude... and their strange yet... uh, exciting way of getting along...
My heart was a mess, like a ball of yarn that had been scratched by a cat.
This is too murky, too damned exciting. Wait until tomorrow...find a chance and ask Lin Heng in private.
Damn, what is going on! This is really eye-opening!
The thought weighed heavily on my mind, like a hot pancake fresh out of the oven - scary and yet strangely "delicious".
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