The air seed to fall silent.
The lamp by the bed quietly illuminated a corner of the room.
Including the two people looking at each other, seemingly unable to utter a single word.
Sam thought of this terrifying possibility, which had been obliquely ntioned by Angel not long ago, but Sam had imdiately denied it without even thinking, firmly stating that such a situation would never occur.
Yet, what he failed to realize was that his feelings were rely wishful thinking, disconnected from the emotions of others.
He would inevitably overlook the fact that he and Ava, not being blood-related and with her nearing 16 in an era where precocity is common, ant she was beginning to understand far more than he anticipated.
She could experience the dawn of romantic feelings.
She might develop a vague, uncertain fondness for the opposite sex.
Sam, too, is of the opposite sex, and the absence of a blood relation acts as a psychological suggestion, tempting the other to repeatedly flirt with the forbidden edge.
Moreover, Sam is well aware of his own charm...
But he does not wish for their relationship to evolve in such a manner; in his heart, she is ultimately his sister.
How could he convey his intentions, to prevent her from straying onto the wrong path, without hurting her too much?
Looking at Ava’s captivating face, seeing her nervous deanor.
Sam thought, the awakening of a young girl’s feelings is undoubtedly beautiful and not wrong.
Of course, they would hope for a good outco. If handled poorly, what might Ava beco, what kind of shadows might form, or even a twisted psyche?
Sam dared not even contemplate.
He was aware of the world’s peculiarities, almost everything could be twisted, any slight negativity could be infinitely magnified.
Thus, at this mont, Sam quickly pondered and finally took the initiative to speak before she seed eager to say sothing.
"Ava..."
"I... Brother, I... I might have been a bit out of line just now... What I actually an is..."
Ava seed sowhat incoherent, her expression on the verge of tears, as if only now realizing how outrageous her thoughts and impulses had been.
How could she say that?
How could she utter such strange words!
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They are siblings... they...
But at this mont, Sam reached out and grabbed Ava’s hand.
Ava looked up in astonishnt to see Sam’s gentle expression, devoid of the shock or anger she had expected.
He simply looked at her tenderly and said softly,
"I fully understand what people your age go through, what they think, and what kind of psychological states they experience. So, it’s okay. I won’t find it strange, nor will I dislike you, and I certainly won’t get angry."
Ava’s eyes widened, feeling the warmth from Sam’s palm, as if it could heal all the turmoil in her heart at this mont.
Sam continued with a smile,
"But what I want to tell you is... such thoughts are beautiful. Everyone experiences the dawn of romantic feelings, and the vague emotions that arise. Under the guise of immaturity, these can be mistaken for what you believe to be affection. But is it really affection? Not necessarily.
However, I don’t deny that it’s beautiful and pure."
Ava seed a bit ashad as she lowered her head, her expression unclear, but her soft voice could be heard, "I’m sorry, brother..."
Sam squeezed her soft palm gently,
"There’s no need to apologize, it’s okay. You are a wonderful girl, and you deserve all the finest things in this world. And soon you’ll realize that what suits you best is still the familial affection and warmth of our ho.
That montary impulse doesn’t count for much. It’s okay if you don’t understand now; you will eventually. And perhaps in a distant, or not so distant future, you’ll et a man completely different from , maybe even better. Perhaps then you’ll understand the true aning of affection."
Could such a mont really co?
Ava looked at him.
Sam sighed softly and said,
"Don’t overthink it, don’t feel guilty, and don’t feel burdened. Your liking for proves that I’m a competent brother, so I’m actually happy that you like . But there’s a difference in this liking. I hope that you’ll gradually process your emotions and then continue with the pace of life. I will, as always, support you. You’ll beco an even better and more perfect girl than you are now."
Ava’s eyes flickered. She opened her mouth but found herself unable to say anything.
Sam seed to understand more than she expected, devoid of any impulsiveness, his emotions eerily stable.
Yet, the reaction she had vaguely hoped for didn’t materialize, leaving her slightly disappointed and feeling empty inside.
Ava wanted to express sothing else, but Sam’s gentle gaze seed to lt her impulsiveness.
After a long silence, as if after a struggle, she whispered,
"What if, after a long ti... my thoughts haven’t changed?"
Sam shook his head.
"Don’t be so sure about your future self now. The world changes too much, and people’s thoughts can change at any ti. So, let’s wait and see. Maybe tomorrow you won’t even rember all this. Anyway, after tomorrow, I’ll forget what I said tonight, don’t worry."
Ava playfully wrinkled her nose.
Indeed, very cute.
But Sam dared not entertain any strange thoughts. Of course, a person must have principles, and his views were sowhat traditional.
Of course, establishing a harem is considered traditional in novels, right?
"Brother, you’re so long-winded. You’ve said so much..." Ava said softly.
Sam released his hands and smiled helplessly.
"Can’t help it, who made your brother. Alright, I won’t go on any longer. Go to sleep, I’m going to rest too. Don’t think too much."
Ava hugged her pillow, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"Got it, got it... I was just joking tonight. Why so serious? Such a boring brother, I wouldn’t like you anyway."
Sam stood up and turned off the bedside lamp.
"Good night."
He quietly left the room, leaving Ava alone, hugging her pillow.
She lowered her head, seemingly burying her face into it. In the now completely quiet room, the air felt oppressively still.
It was a long while before she lifted her head.
"Such a foolish brother..."
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her face etched with dissatisfaction.
"I made it so clear... and he calls it a childish affection..."
"He doesn’t understand... doesn’t understand a girl’s feelings at all..."
Her expression gradually beca more resolute, then slightly obsessive.
"I won’t lose to that woman... I won’t give her a chance to hurt my brother..."
"My affection is... nobler and more sincere than hers... Ti will prove it..."
She lay back, looking at the hand that Sam had held.
Her cheeks flushed, she closed her eyes, then brought her palm to her nose, her face growing even redder.
"I like his scent..."
"I like his body..."
"I like his voice..."
"I like everything about him..."
Suddenly, she turned over with a determined look in her eyes.
"No, I have to tell Sam. I must make sure he keeps in his heart, otherwise, when he goes to Kuhang, I won’t see him for a long ti..."
With that, Ava got up, quietly opened her door, and once again headed towards that room...
...
Is Sam really a good brother? Even he isn’t sure.
He feels he has said all he could, trying his best to take care of Ava’s feelings.
His return to Kuhang for the long sester should help dilute Ava’s thoughts, allowing her to gradually calm down and realize that her fondness isn’t real...
Ava is indeed cute and beautiful, but if sothing were to actually happen, Sam is certain his father would break his legs.
Moreover, Sam is already dealing with several female leads; if Ava gets involved too... it’s unimaginable.
Sam opened the door and returned to his room, ready to sleep.
But unexpectedly, upon opening the door, he saw a figure sitting on his bed.
Without a second thought, he decided to pretend he hadn’t seen anything and turned to leave.
"Stop."
The other person spoke up, halting Sam in his tracks.
Sowhat resigned, he looked at Angel, who was gazing at him with deep eyes. "What a coincidence... You’re not asleep?"
Angel smiled at Sam.
"With a man like you who isn’t settled late at night and likes to wander around, how could I sleep?"
Sam retorted, "I just went to the bathroom... maybe for a bit too long."
But Angel didn’t buy Sam’s excuse.
"Stop making excuses. Now close the door and co here."
"...Okay."
Sam gently closed the door and then walked over to Angel, choosing what he thought was a safe distance to sit down.
Still, it seed dangerous as Angel’s presence seed to fill the room.
Angel sniffed. "Went to Ava’s room?"
Sam imdiately denied it. "No, why would I go to her room?"
"The scent of perfu is strong, exactly like hers. Don’t doubt my judgnt. And why are you nervous? I’m not going to do anything."
Sam was left speechless.
Damn, not only does Angel possess the power to stop ti, but her sense of sll is also incredibly sharp. Did she get all the cheat abilities? Might as well give her X-ray vision too!
All Sam could do was resign himself to his thoughts, unable to say much else.
Angel, with a smile on her face and propping herself up with one hand, moved closer to Sam beside her. Her smile was filled with mischief and amusent.
"What’s the matter? Did your sister have a showdown with you? I told you... your thinking is so naively hilarious. You’re incredibly obtuse, completely clueless about what girls think, yet you fancied you could even conquer . Ridiculous."
Sam retorted, irritated, "How am I obtuse and ridiculous? She’s still young, doesn’t understand a lot of things, it was just a mont of impulsiveness. What can I do when I’m this charming?"
Angel scoffed.
"Really clueless? You’re seriously underestimating girls... To chalk it all up to juvenile emotions and impulsiveness, that’s your folly, or rather, your cowardly way of evasion."
Sam looked at Angel, their gazes locking from such a close distance.
He could clearly see the charming breasts of Angel in this posture.
And wondered what shape it would take when held up by hands. Although Sam had already experienced it, he couldn’t help but reminisce.
"Acting like you know everything, what would you do if it happened to you?"
Angel smiled briefly.
"I can tell you right now what I would do."
"What are you planning to do?"
Sam looked at her curiously, only to see Angel swiftly flip over.
"Bang."
With incredible speed, she pinned Sam down on the bed, straddling his waist.
Her knees sank into the soft mattress.
Looking down at Sam from above, her smooth, long hair fell around her, like a veil on the face of a goddess.
Through the gaps in her flowing hair, one could clearly see the softness on this woman’s face, the passion and flas in her eyes.
It felt like a familiar sensation was returning.
Is this woman’s sexual desire too strong?
How much ti had passed?
Again?!
Sam lay on the bed, sowhat helplessly, watching Angel with an expressionless face.
"Is this your solution? You really know how to find reasons and excuses."
Angel smiled slightly, extending her hand to gently caress Sam’s cock, as if she was feeling out the instrunt she was about to play in a musical performance.
His cheek.
His neck, then his chest.
It seed she didn’t want to miss a single inch.
Her touch was ticulous, effortlessly causing the blood in Sam’s body to boil for her.
As Angel delicately felt Sam’s attractive body, she lowered her voice and said, "Of course, it’s not about finding excuses or reasons... It’s a simple principle. If you belong to a woman like , she will naturally feel the difference, realize the futility, and then give up on you."
Indeed, a novel idea.
Unfortunately, everyone already knows Angel’s intention to monopolize Sam’s heart.
And being exclusively Angel’s does not align with Sam’s ultimate goal.
Sam looked at her, then reached out to touch her attractive buttocks.
"Feels so good."
"Do you agree?"
"I’m just thinking, you could have just forced your way, yet you still co up with such reasons to deceive , you’re really ’kind’."
Angel laughed.
She lowered her head, getting closer to Sam’s face.
"I am indeed very kind to you because I don’t want to ruin you. But if you force to... well, we’ll see."
Ruin ?
Do you understand what it ans to be a man as tough as a diamond?
Sam smirked, stretching out his hands to grasp Angel’s waist. Looking at the girl with burning eyes, he disdainfully said, "Ruin ? Who was it that said continuing would break the vagina just a few days ago? Was that you?"
Angel’s face instantly flushed with an unnatural red. "Damn it... I already said I was just not in the right state that day!"
"Ha... Is that your excuse? Why can’t I ever believe it?"
"Good."
Angel sneered, looking like she was getting serious.
She straightened up, first gathering her long hair behind her head, then slowly lifted the hem of her skirt in front of Sam.
The entire motion was flawless and filled with a sense of visual appeal.
Of course, the result presented... was enough to make one’s blood vessels dilate to the extre.
Her vulva, exquisite and srizing.
Her breasts, high and not sagging in the slightest.
Angel looked at Sam, her eyes filled with desire and provocation.
"If you keep tempting like this, I’ll make sure you can’t get out of bed tomorrow... Ah!"
Sam wanted to say more, but it seed he couldn’t speak anymore. Because Angel had already started kissing Sam.
While they were kissing, Sam’s hands were not idle. He took off his underwear and used his hand to support his cock, rubbing it near Angel’s vaginal opening until he found the entrance, then slowly inserted it.
The familiar romance, the familiar chaos, ignited in this mont.
However, it seed that the two, imrsed in their lovemaking, failed to notice a subtle fact.
That is... the door had quietly opened a crack.
In that darkness,
were a pair of eyes, with pupils sharply constricted...
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