Three black lines rose upon her forehead, "When did I ever hug you? Don't make things up..."
"You hugged me all night last night." He said seriously, "I didn't dare to move you. You were the one who leaned into my arms, placed your leg on me and rested your head in the crook of my arm. I was hard all night, nearly losing control."
She felt like her blood would boil; she was asleep, unaware! Seeing third brother's serious expression and recalling that she did indeed wake up in his embrace, although she didn't put her leg on him, she asked doubtfully, "Did that really happen?"
"Yes, it did." He nodded like a seasoned garlic tapper, "You've had all my tofu. Give it back!"
"This..." She was speechless, "how can I give it back?"
"Tonight you'll hold me and I'll have my leg over you, then we'll be even." He said with righteous seriousness, without any intention of taking advantage of her.
"In your dreams!" She glared at him, "Get off my bed!"
