Song Xiaodong finally found his pants, but Song Xiaoru snatched hers away and dressed inside the blanket, relieved to feel less embarrassed.
It was not embarrassing anymore, but only for a moment. As her thoughts settled, Song Xiaoru's face grew even redder with the realization that she had almost done it with Dongzi. She felt it was just a little bit more, and Dongzi would have entered her body; then, it would have become an irreversible fact.
What troubled Song Xiaoru even more was how she had acted just now. She was mortified—how could she behave that way in front of Song Xiaodong? How was she supposed to continue being his sister and maintain her authority?
Song Xiaodong kept stealthily glancing at Song Xiaoru, watching her moods shift, feeling anxious himself. After holding it in for a while, he couldn't take it anymore and softly said, "Sister, are you still mad at me?"
