Chu Nanfeng is gone.
Watching his departing figure, Chu Liyue's expression went blank for a moment.
Xiao Wujie straddled her lap with his legs apart, his cool fingers covering her temples, gently massaging them, his voice low and soft.
"Sister, don't worry about it. I believe my brother will handle it."
"Let's pretend we know nothing and give them some time."
Holding Xiao Wujie's head, Chu Liyue lightly pecked his pale lips twice, then wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his bony shoulder.
Her long hair fell smoothly down, and her voice unusually carried a hint of dejection.
"What kind of mess is this...?"
My own little cabbage was stolen by my older brother.
Of course, she wouldn't interfere with Leng Ruxue's decision as long as she was willing.
However, the thought that the little cabbage he raised might one day become his future sister-in-law is unbearable.
This feeling is so awkward...
Seeing through Chu Liyue's thoughts, Xiao Wujie couldn't help but let out a low, magnetic chuckle.
He wrapped his arms around her neck, his voice filled with joy, "I'm still the younger brother raised by my older sister."
"But he still became my sister's future husband."
Chu Liyue's cold gaze suddenly sharpened, and a hint of something ambiguous appeared in her eyes as she looked at Xiao Wujie.
She gently pinched Xiao Wujie's waist and lifted him up horizontally, adjusting his position so that he was half-lying in her arms with his head resting in the crook of her arm.
Looking up at Chu Liyue's stunningly beautiful face and the faint hint of darkness in her cold eyes, Xiao Wujie shifted uncomfortably.
"Sister, what's wrong..."
She gently embraced Xiao Wujie's waist, her fragrant hair falling onto his handsome, sickly face, and Chu Liyue's deep, mellow voice carried a seductive allure.
"baby……"
"Call me 'husband' so my sister can hear it."
A sweet feeling welled up in his heart, and a layer of alluring pink quickly rose on Xiao Wujie's pale face, while an eerie red tinge appeared at the corners of his eyes.
His eyes were unfocused, and his voice was halting.
No, that won't do.
As she spoke, she tried to hide in Chu Liyue's arms, but Chu Liyue gently grabbed her neck, making her unable to move.
With an exquisite face and an alluring fragrance, Chu Liyue gently leaned closer to Xiao Wujie's face, her voice slightly hoarse:
"Baby, should I call out?"
Xiao Wujie's voice trembled, vowing to resist to the death, "No... I won't shout."
"Then don't blame me for getting rough..."
The night was deep and dark, and the night breeze carried wisps of ambiguous and alluring whispers that stirred the imagination.
"Goodness, just one sound."
Her voice trembled and broke to the extreme, tinged with a faint sob, "Husband...husband."
Chu Liyue suspected she had been poisoned, and a tingling, electric-like sensation spread throughout her body.
"Good boy, say it again."
"Sister, you're bullying me."
"Sweetie, won't you let your older sister bully you?"
"Hmph, here you go..."
The cool night breeze was tinged with heat, carrying countless blush-inducing cries of "Husband!"
In the darkness, under the warm blankets, Xiao Wujie nestled comfortably in Chu Liyue's arms, his whole body immersed in her soft, fragrant embrace.
He felt Chu Liyue's warm, smooth palm caressing his skin tenderly and seductively. He wrapped his arms tightly around her supple waist, and his thin lips lightly brushed against her sexy and charming collarbone.
After a long silence, he spoke softly, "Sister, when did you fall in love with me?"
Chu Liyue gently stroked his smooth and delicate skin as if enjoying it, and paused for a moment, "This... I really can't say."
"That was after I came to the capital, or in a much longer time ago."
After hesitating for a moment, Chu Liyue answered truthfully, "To be precise, it should be after you came to the capital."
His eyes trembled slightly, and Xiao Wujie couldn't help but press himself even closer to her.
After a moment of silence, he spoke again in a low voice, but there was a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in his voice.
"Then... didn't you notice any changes in me, sister?"
A soft laugh escaped her throat, and Chu Liyue reached out and gently cupped his face, kissing his trembling eyelashes twice.
"Fool, no one stays the same forever?"
"Life is full of different aspects. Our hearts are moved by events, and our appearance reflects our hearts. But no matter how appearances change, the soul will not lie."
"You are you, so what is there to change or not change?"
In the darkness, Chu Liyue couldn't see what Xiao Wujie's gaze was like, but she could clearly feel the burning heat that could completely melt her frozen heart.
She held him tightly, as if embracing the whole world, feeling his slightly cool lips passionately caressing her delicate red lips.
A faint, soft laugh escaped from their mingled words.
"My sister is right. I have always been myself."
After a long while, just when Chu Liyue thought he had fallen asleep, she said, "Sister, how about I tell you a secret the day I recover?"
"good."
If I ever recover, and as long as I have the rest of my life, I will explain everything to you, no matter what.
If I don't recover from this illness, I won't have many days left, so I might as well leave all the good things for today.
I am who I am, so let that damned secret go to hell with me, who deserves to die anyway.
"If you still want me after hearing what my sister has said..."
Her parted lips were pressed against soft fingertips. "I will always want you."
...
In a pink-themed room
Leng Ruxue drank the medicine prescribed by Lin Qingyi, her fever subsided, and she slept for a long time.
In the dream, Chu Liyue's pretty face was icy cold, and her gaze towards her was devoid of any warmth.
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