After finishing their business, the atmosphere in the room seemed to subtly return to its previous ambiguous state.
Fang Mengru's shimmering, peach-blossom eyes locked onto Qin Xiao once more, her voice languid with a barely perceptible tremor.
"younger brother……"
She shifted slightly, her voluptuous curves barely concealed beneath her silk nightgown. One delicate hand rested on her full breasts, her pretty brows furrowing slightly.
"After that jerk made a scene, my sister's... seems to hurt a little again."
Her eyes were full of expectation, with a hint of pleading, suggesting that she wanted Qin Xiao to massage her again.
Qin Xiao's heart seemed to skip a beat; Fang Mengru's alluring demeanor at this moment had an added touch of pitifulness.
But he quickly regained his composure and gently, yet firmly, pressed down on Fang Mengru's arm as she tried to approach again.
"Sister Mengru."
His voice carried a deliberately crafted tension and lingering fear, and his eyes also revealed a hint of terror at the right moment.
"You don't know this, but that Ye Chen... is definitely not a good person."
Qin Xiao slightly increased the distance between them, his expression becoming serious, even somewhat pale.
"I've already fought him several times."
He paused, as if recalling some terrible scene, and his voice lowered.
"Once, I was so close to being killed by him!"
"This man is vindictive and ruthless. Seeing how close I am to you, sister, today, he will definitely not let this go."
Qin Xiao looked at Fang Mengru with worry in his eyes, both for himself and for her.
"If he knew about us... he'd tear me to pieces!"
Looking at the mixture of fear and determination on Qin Xiao's face, Fang Mengru felt a surge of pity and anger.
She sat up abruptly and hugged Qin Xiao tightly, her soft body pressed against him, filled with an undeniable protectiveness.
"Alright, alright, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
With a hint of anger and heartache, she kissed Qin Xiao's cheek twice forcefully on her soft lips.
"With your sister here, let's see who dares to touch you!"
Her gaze sharpened, and the aura of the matriarch of the Tang family reappeared.
"How about this, Xiao'er, why don't you just move in with your sister?"
"The security here at my sister's house is top-notch in the capital; those flies from outside definitely can't get in! I want to see just how much guts Ye Chen has to dare to break into the Tang family's door!"
Fang Mengru's tone was resolute, full of strong confidence and a protective instinct.
A warm feeling washed over Qin Xiao, but he still gently shook his head, broke free from Fang Mengru's embrace, and his eyes became unusually firm.
"No, sister."
His gaze was fixed intently on Fang Mengru, the fear from before gone, replaced only by a man's sense of responsibility and determination.
"This person is terrifying. He is highly skilled in combat and has no moral bottom line."
"I, Qin Xiao, cannot always hide behind a woman for protection."
His voice was firm and resonant, carrying an undeniable power.
“I should stand up and protect the people I love, instead of making them live in fear for me.”
Qin Xiao's gaze swept over Fang Mengru's astonished and moved face, his tone extremely serious.
"I will defeat him with my own hands! I will eliminate this scourge completely!"
Fang Mengru stared blankly at the man in front of her.
He is so young, yet he possesses a maturity and sense of responsibility far beyond his years.
The phrase "Protect the people I love" struck her heart like a bolt of lightning.
She felt her heart pounding, and an indescribable emotion surged forth, almost overwhelming her.
This man...this handsome, intelligent, strong, and responsible man...
He actually said... that I was one of his "loved people"?
Fang Mengru's cheeks instantly flushed red, her eyes filled with tenderness and infatuation.
Almost instinctively, she leaned forward again, wanting to kiss the lips that had uttered those words that stirred her heart.
Just as she was about to touch him, Qin Xiao reached out his finger and gently blocked her red lips.
"Sister, don't worry."
His voice carried a reassuring smile, and he gestured towards the doorway with his eyes.
There are two little ones outside.
Fang Mengru then realized what was happening, her face flushing even more, a mixture of shyness and reproach on her face, as she gently punched Qin Xiao's chest.
She raised her head, her peach blossom eyes carrying a hint of barely perceptible trepidation and anticipation.
"Xiao'er...you...don't you mind that your older sister is too old?"
Qin Xiao chuckled upon hearing this. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from Fang Mengru's forehead, the gesture natural and intimate.
Is 36 years old considered old?
His fingers gently traced her smooth forehead, his eyes filled with genuine appreciation.
"If my sister hadn't told me, I would have thought you were only sixteen."
"Pfft—"
Fang Mengru burst into laughter at his teasing, her previous worries and reserve vanishing instantly.
She nestled into Qin Xiao's arms again, resting her head on his shoulder, her voice carrying a satisfied sigh and a touch of sadness.
"I don't ask to be with you day and night, or to stay by your side forever..."
"As long as you still think of your sister and come to visit us, a widow and her orphans, from time to time, I'll be content..."
Qin Xiao felt the soft, warm body in his arms and the heavy sense of dependence in it, and he sighed softly in his heart.
In this chaotic world of the Dragon King novel, the fates of these women, who should have belonged to the Dragon King, are changed by his appearance, but what will the future hold? What can he offer them?
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