0068 Secretly
She usually sleeps soundly, and once she falls asleep, she is rarely woken up.
Su Mingxi's hand slowly slipped under her clothes, his warm palm gently massaging her lower abdomen against her skin.
It is flat, smooth, and has a delicate, moisturizing feel.
His gaze was fixed on her face, her little face sleeping peacefully, completely unguarded.
As his fingertips slid up the raised area and he grasped it in his palm, he sighed silently.
A soft lump, and a small part in the palm of my hand is slowly awakening and hardening slightly.
It was so soft, so soft that it made him even harder.
He used his other hand to untie her nightgown.
The nightgown was a one-piece, and the top was tied up with a drawstring. Once untied, the drawstring was slowly pulled away, and the alluring collarbone and the soft, undulating curves were instantly revealed.
The little girl, still asleep, seemed to sense the chill and shrank her shoulders slightly in discomfort.
Su Mingxi moved closer to her again, covering her exposed rounded shoulders, and gently kneaded them with his palm; they were as smooth as tofu.
He admired her trembling breasts, her nipples already quivering, their delicate pinkness tempting and alluring.
He bent down and took her breast into his mouth. It felt like a piece of jelly, as if it would melt in his mouth at any moment, so he didn't dare to use any force.
She pressed the red bean against the tip of her tongue and sipped it, letting it swirl and swirl in her warm mouth.
The sleeping girl felt a little itchy and turned to her side unhappily, causing her breast to slip out of his mouth.
With her body turned to the side, the slightly raised mound of flesh gathered together, making her look even more playful and alluring.
The licked breast tissue was glistening and moist.
He felt the fire in his heart burning even more intensely. Looking at the little girl sleeping peacefully in his arms, one despicable thought after another surfaced, completely unstoppable.
A moment later, he leaned down, buried his face in her neck, inhaled her scent deeply, and kissed her lightly with his tongue, slowly tracing his way down from behind her ear.
But reason still reminded him that he only left a mark behind his ear, and gently restrained everything below.
The little girl snuggled into his arms without any warning; who could resist such a soft, fragrant little bundle?
But the next moment he touched her little feet, which were cool to the touch.
He snapped out of his daze, panting heavily as he stared at her, his face still a little pale. With a helpless sigh, he straightened her nightgown and pulled her into his arms.
He's really fallen for her.
*
The next day, Song Yue felt warm all over, her stomach felt much better, and she was in good spirits when she got up.
Su Mingxi seemed a little tired.
At the dining table, Song Yue was happily eating breakfast, her hair falling out in strands. She quickly tied it up.
Su Huarong sat to her right, intending only to glance at her casually, but unexpectedly, her gaze was fixed on her.
"Yueyue...did you sleep well last night?"
Song Yue thought of the pain before last night, and then thought of what happened afterward: "It was alright. My older brother massaged my stomach last night, and it didn't hurt at all afterward."
"What's going on?" Before Su Huarong could speak, Su Feiyang asked first, then looked at his older brother who was casually eating breakfast with surprise.
Song Yue: "I got my period last night and my stomach hurt. My older brother rubbed my stomach and then I fell asleep."
Su Huarong's eyes turned cold, and she glanced at Su Mingxi with a faint look.
A faint mark remained behind her ear, barely visible when her hair was down, but clearly visible now that it was tied up.
A blue mark on his fair skin seemed to be a declaration of his possessiveness and dominance.
Big brother! It's unbelievable...
Su Huarong knew that Song Yue used to sleep in Su Mingxi's room, and that she later moved back to her own room. She didn't expect that Song Yue would go to her older brother's room to sleep again last night.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze seemingly carrying a cold, sharp edge. He stared at Su Mingxi for a few seconds before slowly suppressing the fire in his heart.
Watching the little girl eat her meal obliviously, he wasn't sure if she was unaware of what had happened, or if she knew but had let it go unchecked.
The other brothers were sitting far away and couldn't see the marks on her body. They only noticed that Song Yue's complexion was not good, and they asked her a few words of concern.
Su He'an: "How about I take the day off today?"
Song Yue shook her head: "I'm fine, I don't feel bad today." Although her stomach still aches a little, it's much milder than last night.
Thinking about her appointment with Wan Lanlan to discuss Su He'an's birthday arrangements, she didn't want to take the day off.
Su Mingxi, without any hesitation in front of his brothers, touched her hand and then her face, and asked gently, "If you feel unwell, just call me and I'll come pick you up."
This means you don't need to ask for leave.
Song Yue nodded happily.
The brothers looked puzzled.
Su Feihang watched her finish her meal, then stood up and walked over: "Your hair seems a bit long, let me fix it for you."
As a stylist, he had been wanting to work on his sister's increasingly long and smooth hair for a long time.
My hair, which I had tied up haphazardly for dinner, is a bit messy.
Song Yue didn't have the energy to tidy up properly, so she entrusted it to Su Feihang.
"Just tie it up simply."
After several months of care, Song Yue's hair is black, smooth, straight, and cool to the touch.
Su Feihang's fingertips slid through it, touching his scalp, which felt a little itchy, yet strangely comfortable.
Strands of her hair were lifted up by her fingers and tied into a high ponytail, revealing her fair and delicate face.
Suddenly, Su Feihang paused, his gaze fixed on the mark behind her ear.
Song Yue raised her hand and touched her ponytail, very happy: "Third Brother, suddenly tying my hair up makes me feel a little cool."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Feihang quickly took his hair out: "Then don't tie it up, it's not good to catch a cold."
Song Yue: "?"
Su Huarong touched her hair: "Feihang is right. You need to take good care of yourself these next few days. Keep your hair down; it's not good for your health if you catch a cold."
Song Yue was puzzled, but she had gotten used to wearing her hair down.
After finishing their meal, Su He'an took Song Yue and left.
Su Chengbi called a car for them. It usually only takes about ten minutes to walk there. Song Yue likes to walk, and her brothers follow her example.
But these past two days, Song Yue herself has also become lazy.
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