His collar was half-open, taut and bulging, revealing his clearly defined chest and abdominal muscles. A moment later, a thin layer of pink appeared on his pale skin.
"Uh... Sister..."
Xiao Wujie's breathing was rapid and heavy, his body trembled slightly, and he uttered a soft moan.
Chu Liyue simply looked at him indifferently, her slender fingers tracing his abdominal muscles up to his waist, and gently poked him twice.
Xiao Wujie, whose wrist was being held by her, suddenly trembled violently. His pale skin was instantly flushed red, and his thin lips parted, exhaling hot breath.
"Sister... Sister... no..."
Chu Liyue seemed not to hear his words, and her delicate and smooth hands covered his waist, gently pinching and kneading it.
Xiao Wujie felt as if his lifeline had been seized. He straightened his back and twisted his body violently, trying to escape the torment of her hand.
But Chu Liyue's hand was tightly gripping his wrist, making it difficult for him to escape. His waist, abdomen, and legs struggled incessantly, and the tingling and trembling sensation spreading from his waist to his whole body left him powerless. That unbearable and helpless feeling was almost driving him crazy.
"Sister...sister...older sister..."
His most sensitive areas were wantonly violated, leaving his voice hoarse and broken beyond recognition. His bloodshot eyes were filled with tears, and his gaze was almost unfocused. He couldn't even utter a complete "sister" with all his strength.
Unable to escape his violent struggles, his breathing became erratic, and he soon began to cough violently due to lack of air. The veins on his forehead and neck bulged, and his face turned a frightening red from the effort.
Seeing this, Chu Liyue realized she had used too much force, so she quickly let go, turned over and sat on the headboard, pulling him into her arms and gently patting his back to help him catch his breath.
After a long while, Xiao Wujie finally stopped coughing, his head slumped weakly on Chu Liyue's shoulder, his lips slightly parted, panting heavily.
The flush on his skin had not yet faded, and large beads of sweat kept sliding down his face and neck. His body was hot and humid, and he looked like a cooked shrimp, white with a rosy tinge, steaming with heat.
Seeing that he had recovered enough, Chu Liyue reached out and helped him sit upright on her lap.
Seeing his dim eyes, his head down and unwilling to look at her, his hands bound by a tie hanging limply in front of him, like a bullied punching bag, a slight smile involuntarily flashed in her eyes.
His expression remained cold and stern as he spoke in a calm voice:
"What? Feeling wronged?"
Xiao Wujie seemed not to hear her words, continuing to look away with his head down, making no move. However, the slight rise and fall of his chest and the gentle twitching of his nose were all hints at something.
I feel wronged and upset because you're bullying me.
Seeing his expression, Chu Liyue didn't say much, but silently placed her hand on his waist again, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Xiao Wujie's body trembled instantly, and his breathing, which had finally calmed down, became erratic again. The feeling of being on the verge of death had not completely faded away. He could only raise his head with trembling eyelashes, looking at Chu Liyue with misty eyes, his voice filled with indescribable grievance and resentment.
"I'm not wronged. What right do I have to feel wronged? Anyway, I'm my older sister's, and she can bully me however she wants."
"It's good enough that they didn't get tired of me and threw me away. What's there for me to complain about?"
Chu Liyue couldn't help but laugh in exasperation upon hearing his words. Even in this state, he still couldn't resist playing this trick on her.
"I'm asking you, did you disobey or do anything wrong today? I'm giving you a chance to think it over before you speak."
Chu Liyue sneered, and the fingers that were resting on his waist began to gently caress him.
Although the movement was very slight, the faint tremor still made Xiao Wujie's body tremble slightly. He was always very perceptive, and he had a general idea of what Chu Liyue was talking about as soon as she said it.
But the growing tremor made it difficult to concentrate, and he could only dart around, his eyes darting away, and stammer out:
"I...I..."
Chu Liyue looked at him calmly, not in a hurry to urge him, but slightly increased the pressure of her fingers stroking the sensitive part of his waist.
Xiao Wujie trembled even more violently, the torment of feeling worse than death flooding his mind again. He tried to remove Chu Liyue's hand from his waist, but he couldn't break free of the tie binding his hands. He could only hurriedly speak:
"I...I did something wrong."
"I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong..."
The veins on his forehead bulged again, and he looked at Chu Liyue with a listless and pitiful gaze, leaning forward as if trying to get into her arms.
"Where did we go wrong?"
Chu Liyue could never bear to see him in such a pitiful state, but this time she was determined to teach him a lesson. She lightly pinched his lower back, causing him to straighten up abruptly and be unable to bend over.
"elder sister……"
"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have disobeyed and kept working without resting, I shouldn't have been so concerned about my appearance that I didn't wear a coat, and I shouldn't have hugged my sister while she was being exposed to the wind..."
His eyes were filled with tears, his Adam's apple bobbed laboriously, and a broken voice escaped his lips.
"Sister...Sister..."
"Please...please spare me, I'll never do it again."
"Please be kind to me, I can't take it anymore."
Suppressing the increasingly intense tingling and trembling sensation emanating from his waist, he struggled to bend down and try to get into Chu Liyue's arms.
The voice was broken and intermittent, unable to form complete sentences, like a male concubine humbly begging for the emperor's favor with a broken heart.
Chu Liyue knew that his waist was sensitive, and seeing his broken state, she couldn't bear to torture him any longer.
She didn't need him to beg her so humbly. No matter how much she pampered and doted on him, she was truly willing and happy to do so.
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