idn't marry Leng Yeshen.""Who is that" Eighth Master narrowed his eyes, staring straight at Tong Yimo.Tong Yimo's eyes rolled, and she calmly said: "It was another woman who looked exactly like me.""W...Seeing that she was about to scream, he had no choice but to cover her mouth and tell her to go back to bed, forcing her back into the room.

He thought that by suppressing her, she would calm down. Who knew she screamed again In self-defense, he had to forcibly kiss her.

He hadn't expected that after kissing her passionately, her soft fragrance would cause a physical reaction in him.

So, he was momentarily confused and followed his instincts, then took advantage of her.

Men can actually become self-taught in matters over there.

The morning he left, he finally saw her true appearance clearly. He didn't know when he had fallen for her, but before seeing her true face, he already had a special feeling for her, which led to his immediate infatuation and subsequent love at first sight. He didn't deny it.

Moreover, he's not a man who just takes what he wants and leaves. He knows how to treat a woman with respect and responsibility.

And so, the subsequent events unfolded.

He said she was his first love and his only woman...

In other words, wouldn't she be the big brother's first love

When Tong Yimò's mind wandered, Leng Yechén encircled her waist with his arm and his large hand began to wander restlessly from her back downwards.

"Yimo, I know you have insecurities in your relationship. So, I'll try my best to fill that void for you." Leng Ye paused for a moment before continuing thoughtfully, "Whether it's emotionally or physically, I will never betray you. But, I may not be able to love you unconditionally."

He still had his unfinished business, a matter that was, for him, an obsession!

Because I can't let go, that's why I cling to it.

When he loved her, he could spoil her rotten. But if he didn't want to love her anymore, his cruelty would surpass any other man's.

Probably, it's because of being overly devoted that leads to becoming indifferent.

"Big brother," she suddenly wanted to confess something, "Actually..."

In the cold night, Chen Yue no longer gave her a chance to speak. He raised his head and kissed her lips directly.

Tong Yimo widened her eyes, meeting Leng Yeshen's gaze...

His eyes were warm with laughter, shifting from a clear gaze to something much more tender in an instant.

"I'm going to cook!" Tong Yimo was caught off guard by the kiss, and after she came to her senses, she propped herself up on his shoulder, wanting to get up.

Even in the cold night, Chen Que refused to let go. He mumbled, "Don't leave," and then kissed her lips, tightening his arms, imprisoning her tightly in his embrace. He gasped for breath, whispering hoarsely, "Don't move! Let me hold you."

The problem was, he held her body, gradually stiffening and heating up, and she could feel his heartbeat accelerating.

Over there, she was no stranger to her older brother anymore, so she knew exactly what his physical reactions meant.

Tong Yi Mo, however, calmly and collectedly smiled, "Big brother, I'll go cook you some food! Aren't you hungry"

"Hungry..." The word drifted from his lips, followed by a strained whisper, "But it's not my stomach that's craving."

"No."

I thought.

"No."

"That..." He still held her waist tightly, pressing her closer to his chest. "Let me take a shower first and then we'll eat..."

"Have a meal."

Eat you.

"Dinner is ready!"

"Eat..."

"Huh"

"Fine, let's eat…" Leng Yechen conceded, finally loosening his grip on the little woman in his arms.

Tong Yimo slowly climbed off him and then went to the kitchen.

Big Brother didn't seem to take what Zhūjǐng said seriously because he didn't act strangely towards her at all.

Perhaps she felt too good about herself, or maybe it was something else, but she always felt that her elder brother didn't seem to care much whether what Daying said was true or not.

Since even Big Brother doesn't care, what else does she have to worry about

In the kitchen, she simply stir-fried two dishes and was adding salt to the just-boiled soup when Leng Ye Shen suddenly hugged her from behind.

His hands gently encircled her waist, the scent of her bath soap lingering in his breath.

His warm breath and body held her tightly, a wet and soft touch against her earlobe, making her cheeks flush hot and her ears burn.

Tong Yimo only felt a sudden surge of heat throughout her body. She instinctively pushed back with her elbow and said in a soft voice, "Brother, um, it's time to eat."

But the man wouldn't let her go. One hand slowly crawled up her collar, methodically unbuttoning the top, then reaching inside to gently caress her.

His big hand gripped her jaw, tilting her cheek slightly toward him. His burning lips traced from behind her ear to the corner of her eye and then down her neck.

At this moment, she could feel his palm was full of sweat. When her rationality returned, she chuckled dumbly: "Big brother, stop joking! It's dinner time now."

"No, it's snack time before dinner now." Leng Ye's voice was still pleasing to the ear, but his breathing was a little ragged.

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