How did Qiaoqiao end up in my bed? Wasn't she supposed to sleep with Stepmom?
Sun Zhe was bewildered and suddenly felt a surge of panic.
Last night's "sleep" with Ye Qiao had been a pure accident and a transaction. They had both taken what they needed, and afterward, they could pretend nothing had ever happened. But if he slept with Ye Qiao again tonight, it would be impossible to justify.
She's my sister! Even if we have different parents and no blood relation, she's still my sister! And if Zhu Yan found out, I wouldn't be able to stay in this house any longer! No, this won't do. I have to think of a solution quickly.
Sun Zhe took a slow, deep breath, trying to calm himself.
But just then, the sleeping Ye Qiao let out a sweet murmur. She unexpectedly wrapped her arms around Sun Zhe's waist, burying her face in his chest and snuggling against him. She even draped a jade leg over his, seemingly mistaking him for the stuffed toy she usually hugged to sleep.
Sun Zhe cursed his luck inwardly. He called out her name softly, then grasped her arm and slowly pried her hand from his waist. He decided to sneak away before Ye Qiao woke up and sleep on the sofa in the living room.
By dawn, it would be as if nothing had ever happened!
After a moment, having removed Ye Qiao's hand, Sun Zhe reached through the darkness for the leg draped over him. The instant his palm touched her jade leg, the smooth, soft sensation made him recall the wild, romantic scenes from the previous night.
As his thoughts drifted, Sun Zhe suddenly felt his body heat up. The Yang Qi within him began to stir uncontrollably. The slumbering, flaccid dragon slowly began to awaken, rising to the heavens, hard as steel and hot as flint, pressing against something soft.
Sun Zhe, she's your sister! You can't keep indulging in these thoughts!
Sun Zhe's heart filled with bitterness. He silently berated himself, trying to forcibly suppress the scorching Yang Qi and get his little buddy to calm down. However, it was useless. The thought of the fragrant, soft body beside him only made his little buddy grow even more restless and unmanageable.
He felt he couldn't let this continue. If he stayed any longer, he would definitely lose his mind like he did last night. He gritted his teeth and slowly moved Ye Qiao's soft jade leg off of him.
Just as he was about to roll out of bed, Ye Qiao's lazy voice suddenly came from beside him, "Bro, what are you doing?"
Sun Zhe froze, not daring to move. After a few stunned seconds, he spoke awkwardly, "Qiaoqiao, you're awake."
Ye Qiao gave a tender snort and said, "You just woke me up. Honestly, you're sneaking around like a little thief."
Sun Zhe asked, "How did you end up in here?"
In the darkness, Ye Qiao's pretty face turned red as she said softly, "I got up to use the bathroom earlier. I was still half-asleep, and after I was done, I habitually came back to my own room... I forgot you were sleeping in here tonight."
"Uh... I see. It's fine. You can go back to sleep; I'll sleep on the sofa. Good night." Sun Zhe forced a smile, ready to roll out of bed and make his escape.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qiao suddenly reached out and grabbed him, her voice trembling. "I can't sleep."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe paused for a moment before asking gently, "Is something on your mind?"
Ye Qiao's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "It's because I was thinking about last night."
Sun Zhe gave a wry smile. "Last night was just an accident. Let's both forget about it."
Ye Qiao seemed not to hear him. She clung to him tightly and stammered, "Although it was uncomfortable at first... so full and sore... by the very end, it was actually really pleasant."
Sun Zhe's heart began to pound, unsure of what Ye Qiao was trying to say.
Ye Qiao suddenly mustered her courage and said, "Bro, can we do it again? I feel so... uncomfortable right now."
Hearing her words, Sun Zhe sighed inwardly, suddenly recalling a phrase he had once seen online: the more beautiful the woman, the more passionate.
In truth, he wanted it too; he felt like his body was about to explode. But he still felt a deep unease. It was a moral unease.
"But Qiaoqiao, we're..."
Before he could finish, Ye Qiao suddenly pushed herself up, throwing her arms around him and pressing him down with a sense of desperation.
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? We aren't blood-related anyway. Besides, we're not kids anymore. We're both in our twenties; we're adults now! All my classmates and best friends have boyfriends. When we hang out, they always brag about... those things. I'm really envious of them, and sometimes I find myself fantasizing when I'm alone. Actually, when I opened the door earlier and saw it was you, I was genuinely surprised and happy... I never expected to see you again. But Mom can absolutely not find out about this, or she'll scold us to death. I still have to go sleep in her room later."
As she spoke, Ye Qiao's hand fumbled about until it suddenly closed around the hard, scorching object.
"Bro... you're already so big. You want this too, don't you? If you don't release it, it'll be bad for your body."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe took a slow, deep breath and steeled his resolve. Without another thought, he suddenly flipped over and fiercely pinned Ye Qiao beneath him.
In his mind, if a girl like Ye Qiao could be so proactive and brave, then he, as a man, would be less than a man if he kept fussing and hesitating. Right now, he felt like his body was about to burst. He wanted to cast everything aside and just live in the moment.
Once a person's desire is pushed to its limit, they are truly no different from a beast.
To hell with morality!
"Ah... Bro, slow down."
"Qiaoqiao, keep your voice down. Don't wake up Stepmom."
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