Even the defenses were torn down this time, but after she feigned a few sobs, Ji Yan reluctantly halted.
Watching her eyelashes tremble occasionally.
"Huan'er, what am I to do with you?" he sighed softly.
Having been intimate with Jin Huan many times, Ji Yan's stamina had increased. Her skin was so delicate that it didn't take long for her to chafe red at the thighs.
Jin Huan wouldn't stand for this, immediately flaring up in anger with Ji Yan.
No matter how he tried, he couldn't appease her. After making countless promises, he finally coaxed a genuine laugh from her, her heart seemingly dipped in honey, completely under her sway.
They ordered takeout for dinner, choosing all her favorite fried skewers.
He wrapped his arm around her as they leaned against the headboard watching TV, when the doorbell rang downstairs. Ji Yan, too lazy to get up, ignored it initially.
She softly reminded him that someone was at the door.
The man finally got up, "Alright, I'll check."
Downstairs, through the surveillance screen, he saw it was his sister, Ji Yu.
Opening the door, he greeted her with surprise, "Sis, what brings you here?"
"Mom said you've hidden a little girlfriend at home. I was curious, so I came to have a look," Ji Yu said, poking her head around curiously.
Ji Yan: ...this is awkward.
Ji Yu took a good look at her brother, clicking her tongue, "Having a girlfriend really changes you, huh? All sexy now!"
His collar was open, his gaze hazy, his lips bright, and a small red mark on his neck... "Wow, just wow..."
"Did I interrupt something just now? Hehehe," Ji Yu's words carried a playful, almost provocative tone.
"Sis, what are you talking about!" Ji Yan was embarrassed, feigning composure while nervously fidgeting with his pant seam.
"Are you going to let me in? I was planning to stay the night!" Ji Yu threw this out there.
It was his own sister; Ji Yan couldn't exactly turn her away. He let her in and then closed the door.
Hearing the noise downstairs, Jin Huan leisurely got up, donning a robe and looking down from the second-floor railing, her waist sinuously captivating as she met Ji Yu's gaze.
She seldom smiled in front of strangers, cold and serene like a divine sculpture—one look and you were drawn in, knowing well the addiction of the moth to flame.
Ji Yu was struck dumb by a girl for the first time!
His girlfriend, though conservatively dressed, had Ji Yu's heart racing.
Jin Huan slowly descended the stairs, her calves smooth and fair, her long, lustrous black hair swaying with each step.
It was a scene of serene tranquility, a lifetime of peace—unless one noticed the marks on her ankles and calves...
Clearly left by Ji Yan, Ji Yu swallowed hard.
"Huan'er, this is my sister Ji Yu, sis, this is my girlfriend, Shen Jin Huan."
She smiled sweetly, "Sister."
Damn it, Ji Yu felt her heart melt.
"Eh, eh, you're Huan'er, right?"
Ji Yan frowned, disliking his sister calling her by that name.
The two women got along well, and it wasn't until eleven that Ji Yan managed to pull his girlfriend away from his sister. He really couldn't let anyone else be at home.
That night, he sought his own pleasures.
But the delightful sounds did not emerge as usual; Jin Huan covered her mouth, her eyes misty, the corners tinted with a coy red.
His lips met her cheek as he panted, "Why won't you let it out, hmm?"
"Your sister is here," her voice trembled slightly.
In that moment, Ji Yan's mind went blank, his throat tightening.