hot.
It's so hot.
Consciousness seemed to be soaked in boiling magma.
As the flames erupted and the magma boiled, an unbearable itch emerged from deep within the bone marrow.
Bubbles are bubbling and may reach a critical point at any time and explode uncontrollably.
There was no light on in the living room.
Su Ci was lying in a giant plush doll, surrounded by various cute cotton dolls, with the soft surface sticking to every inch of her skin.
Consciousness gradually became drowsy.
She was in so much pain.
So much so that I didn't hear the door opening.
After a slight click, the dim light from outside shone through the crack in the door. To people who were accustomed to the darkness, it was more dazzling than the scorching sun in the dog days of summer.
A tall and straight figure came in against the sunlight, appearing particularly eerie.
With a backhand twist, the door lock fell with a heavy metallic knock, like a secret and exciting announcement.
This time Su Ci heard it.
But she didn't open her eyes, she just shrank into the arms of her teddy bear, her throat was hoarse and hot, and her breath was muffled when she spoke.
"Go away, leave the key behind, I don't want you anymore."
Thinking that it was Rong Sheng who came, Su Ci didn't have anything useful with her, so she picked up a cotton doll and threw it at the person who came to vent her anger.
But she was weak and powerless, and the Mianqi doll had no aggressiveness. The doll paused on her waist for a moment, then fell to her feet.
Not only did the man not roll away, he even bent his knees and half-knelt, leaning forward and getting closer to her.
Feeling the touch of the warm breath spraying on his face, a hint of hidden fascination flashed across his dark eyes.
"Why?"
The slender and beautiful hands picked up the doll and put it back into Su Ci's arms. The movement was so slow that it seemed as if it was in 0.3 times slow speed, revealing a hint of resentment and reluctance.
"What if I refuse to leave?"
He supported himself on the carpet with one hand, his forehead feeling the coolness of the night wind, and pressed against Su Ci's damp and sticky face. He was concerned about the patient's actions, and his words were full of bitterness.
"You're so hot, cousin."
Su Ci smelled the fresh and clean scent on him, and a comfortable and happy feeling spread from where they were touching. His voice sounded like it had been polished by sandpaper, with the last syllable rising, inexplicably tender.
"Cousin, open your eyes and look at me, please."
She suddenly woke up for a few seconds.
With the moonlight filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could clearly see that carefully carved face, with smooth lines, three-dimensional contours, and clear, peach-shaped eyes filled with heartache and helplessness.
In order to let Su Ci see more clearly, the boy moved his head back. Noticing her subconscious movement to catch up with him, he quickly held her face with both hands, trying to ease her anxiety.
He caressed her gently with his palms and fingertips, as if scratching the chin of a delicate kitten, wanting to relax her trembling and tension and make her purr comfortably.
But Su Ci was not a kitten, and she was very good at controlling her behavior. She just looked at him quietly without saying a word, with the corners of her lips tightly pursed as if she was trying her best to endure something.
The young man didn't get a response for a long time, and his expression, which was trying to remain calm, began to crack.
He pushed her legs apart with his knees, pressed his body on top of her, and forced the annoying dolls out of her way.
The strength and desire in his bones were completely exposed at this moment.
"Don't you recognize me?"
His dark eyes were fixed on her, his thumb pressed on the corner of her rosy lips, and he rubbed and grinded it with a strength so gentle that it was almost flirtatious.
The voice of the snow-covered pine trees was icy and tore at Su Ci's nerves and reason bit by bit.
"Then let's get to know each other again."
"Sister, I'm Rong Xue, Rong Sheng's cousin."
"I will be your adulterer, your lover, your next boyfriend in the future, and the legal husband on your marriage certificate."
"I am your husband who can hug, kiss, make love with you, and satisfy all your requests."
The boy held her wet face in his hands and spoke these immoral, obscene words word by word in front of her astonished eyes.
Rong Xue didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
It's just a bad seed in his genes.
Since his sister still remembers him and is willing to accept him, then he and his sister are in love with each other. The one who is not loved is the third party, such as his philandering cousin.
Since his sister doesn't remember him and is unwilling to rekindle their past relationship, he will use his own means to snatch her away and use special methods to help her recall every detail.
Can sister only love him?
OK
My sister is only allowed to love him.
He even enjoyed it a little.
Enjoying the surprise of his sister being frightened by him.
My sister must be very surprised, right?
After all, it was she who signed the agreement, personally entered the madman's world, and rescued a monster like him who disregarded human ethics, morals, etiquette, and laws.
But he still wanted to be even worse to his sister.
He knew that his sister was ill, so it shouldn't be difficult to make her become attached to him and unable to leave him all the time.
In that case, every time my sister gets sick, will she tearfully order him not to leave, will she regard him as her only antidote and will she actively stick to him?
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle and my brain orgasms.
Rong Xue was lost in her own thoughts.
Without noticing at all, Su Ci's eyes had changed when she looked at him, like a thirsty traveler who had discovered an oasis in the desert. She licked her cracked lower lip.
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