"Good brother~ I want to take a bath, can you help change my clothes?"
The girl's soft figure, and that natural coquettishness begging to be caressed.
Yao Mingyue's delicate body.
Xu Musen knew it very well, but the eighteen-year-old Yao Mingyue, though not yet fully matured, had that slightly green, bud-like youthfulness.
It was like an apple green in color yet surprisingly sweet, enticingly juicy, with a crisp taste.
Xu Musen suddenly felt the seal that An Nuannuan had set on him with the Dahuang Qiutian Finger before he left seeming a little loose.
Alas, this damned body, can't it learn from so middle-aged n, to remain calm and composed?
Xu Musen silently withdrew his hand, looking at Yao Mingyue in front of him, his expression was just like Hong Shixian's, "No need, you have already changed into Pinru's clothes."
"??"
Yao Mingyue blinked, her lips parting gently, and a hint of orchid fragrance whispered into Xu Musen's ear, "Since we're seeking thrills, we might as well go all the way."
Xu Musen flicked her forehead.
Then he left the room.
Yao Mingyue sat on the bed, touching her flicked forehead. The cheeks that had just been full of charm were slowly crawling with a hint of red flush.
"Hmph… and here I thought you really didn't feel anything."
...
Downstairs, Xu Musen didn't hurry away.
Instead, he went to the kitchen to check things out.
Having had quite a bit of alcohol earlier, he thought of making a hangover soup, especially since both he and Yao Mingyue hadn't completely recovered.
Drinking so hot soup is always better.
Soon, Yao Mingyue ca out after the quick shower, mainly because her right hand couldn't touch water.
She arrived at the kitchen door.
Seeing Xu Musen still simring soup, she tiptoed behind him, gently stood on her tiptoes, and rested her exquisite chin on Xu Musen's shoulder.
"Good brother, what are you doing?"
She whispered, her hands sneakily blocking his waist.
The freshly bathed girl's body carried the scent of shower gel, and a warm temperature wafting around her — her breath at his ear was as tantalizing as a cat's tail lightly touching.
Xu Musen glanced at her sideways; the girl's cheeks were reddish-pink—a natural hue, the rosy flush of her capillaries after a bath, with both of them very close to each other.
Just a slight turn of his head, and Xu Musen could taste her.
"Hand."
Xu Musen spoke.
"Tsk, stingy."
Yao Mingyue then withdrew her hand that was slowly reaching around his waist.
"I'm a married man now, you should behave yourself."
Xu Musen spoke seriously.
Yao Mingyue responded with a smile, "I know, but aren't I your sister? That counts as being part of your family too, right?"
Xu Musen knew he couldn't win against her.
Just like in the past, Yao Mingyue always told him, "I've always seen you as a brother."
But, wasn't Xu Musen also harboring unyielding desires, daydreaming of living a shaless life with her?
The past boorang hit right between the eyes.
"Don't be a lickspittle; in the end, you'll be left with nothing."
Xu Musen earnestly advised.
If an ordinary girl was called a lickspittle, she would have been furious by now.
But what kind of person was Yao Mingyue?
She also glanced sidelong at Xu Musen, then suddenly leaned in and gently licked his earlobe.
The girl's tongue was like freshly cooked silky tofu, quivering, very moist.
However, Xu Musen almost couldn't keep a steady grip on the ladle.
Are you serious?
Did you just bite my ear?
"I think, to get just a taste is enough~"
Yao Mingyue retreated a step with a smile, her hands clasped behind her back. She was wearing a white ho dress, her long, smooth hair naturally draped over her shoulders.
The warm light from the living room shone through the dress, revealing with no doubt the extraordinary long legs belonging to the girl—the light finally left its trace at this mont.
Eighteen-year-old Yao Mingyue was truly beautiful, not possessed by the darkness and madness of her previous life.
At this mont, she was just a stubborn and vulnerable, cute and proud girl.
Xu Musen served two bowls of hot soup and walked with her to the living room.
Yao Mingyue held the spoon in her left hand, looking a bit clumsy.
"Let do it."
Xu Musen took her bowl and spoon, ladling the soup and feeding her spoon by spoon.
Yao Mingyue enjoyed it with her eyes closed. The hot soup that Xu Musen made had jujubes in it, sweet and delicious.
"Xu Musen, I want to ask you a question."
"What is it?"
"Why do I always feel like you are very familiar with many things about , so that even I don't know, you seem to know very clearly."
Yao Mingyue stared at Xu Musen with wide eyes.
How could Xu Musen not be familiar?
After all, they had been husband and wife for several years.
"Blind cat ran into a dead mouse, I guess."
Xu Musen spoke indifferently.
"But you've run into it too many tis, haven't you? Actually, I quite like this feeling. Xu Musen, you like this feeling too, don't you?"
Yao Mingyue asked him with a smile.
Xu Musen didn't refute.
Taking care of soone, especially soone you like, is indeed a very nice feeling.
It's like parents who care for their children unconditionally, expecting nothing in return, feeling the greatest joy just witnessing their children succeed.
It is the sa for her, and for Nuannuan.
"Maybe I'm just born to serve others, I just love taking care of people."
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