Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Her hands began to wander restlessly.

She slowly moved up his forearm, stroking his strong upper arm.

I could feel the powerful silhouette through the clothes.

Her movements were awkward yet curious, carrying the innocent yet bold feeling of a young girl experiencing desire for the first time.

Finally, her hand quietly slid to Yang Guo's waist, even trying to explore his flat and firm abdomen.

Just then, a warm, large hand with distinct knuckles precisely covered her mischievous little hand and gently held it.

Guo Fu trembled all over, as if she had been caught doing something wrong, and almost cried out in surprise.

She looked up in alarm, and in the dim light, met Yang Guo's eyes, which he had opened at some point.

Those eyes were unusually bright in the darkness, showing no signs of sleepiness, and carrying a deep smile.

He didn't say anything, he just squeezed her hand.

Guo Fu's face instantly turned bright red, she was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear, but the warmth of his palm and his indulgent restraint made her heart feel sweet as honey.

She obediently stopped moving, but couldn't help pressing his hand, which he had held, tightly against her chest, as if a wildly beating deer was hiding there.

All of this, however minor, could not be completely hidden from Huang Rong, who was on edge.

When Guo Fu's hand first tentatively crossed the line, Huang Rong's breath caught in her throat.

She could almost picture Guo Fu's little hand groping in the dark.

When Yang Guo's hand grasped Guo Fu's hand.

The subtle rustling of the fabric and Guo Fu's sudden breathlessness pierced her senses like needles.

Her heart felt as if it were being slowly roasted over a low flame.

She could even clearly "feel" the strength and warmth of Yang Guo's hand as he held her daughter's hand...

How is it different from when I held her hand before?

Yang Guo... he stopped Fu'er, which showed some restraint.

The night was long, and on the same bed, the three of them each had their own thoughts.

After last night's silent probing and turbulent emotions.

Exhaustion eventually triumphed over the tension in my nerves.

In the latter half of the night, amidst the sweltering heat and tangled thoughts, the three of them drifted off to sleep one after another.

In sleep, bodily sensations become blurred, and the instinct to seek comfort takes over.

At some point, Guo Fu, who was sleeping on the outermost side, unconsciously turned over and fell off the bed.

They arrived at Yang Guo's bedside.

Moreover, Guo Fu did not wake up.

Yang Guo, however, woke up.

He glanced at Guo Fu in his arms and then pulled her into his embrace.

Then I went to sleep.

……

early morning.

Yang Guo was the first to be awakened by his biological clock and the gradually clearer sense of touch.

The moment he regained consciousness, the first thing he felt was the warm, soft body in his arms.

Immediately afterwards, the incredibly real and wonderful sensation came clearly to my palm.

A tender, budding flower full of elasticity.

! ! !

Yang Guo instantly regained full consciousness.

He could feel Guo Fu's even breathing on the nape of his neck.

Just then, Guo Fu in her arms let out a soft moan, her long eyelashes fluttering, and she slowly woke up.

She first felt that she slept exceptionally well and warmly that night, as if she were in a solid and comfortable embrace.

But then, a strange sensation in her chest made her frown in confusion.

What is this? It's warm...

In her drowsy state, she reached out her little hand and groped under the covers, eventually covering the thing.

The feel of my fingers...it's a hand!

Guo Fu's eyes widened instantly, all sleepiness gone.

She stiffly raised her head little by little, and what came into view was Yang Guo's handsome profile, which seemed to be still asleep, so close to her.

His arms were wrapped around her!

With a "boom," Guo Fu's cheeks, ears, neck, and all exposed skin turned bright red.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

It's Brother Yang... How could he...?

Although she liked Yang Guo, she secretly touched him last night.

But when I woke up, I found myself being held by him!

In addition, Huang Rong was nearby.

Extreme shame and a secret sweetness intertwined, leaving her at a loss.

They could only stand frozen in place, even holding their breath.

His eyes were wide open as he stared at Yang Guo's face, which was so close to his own, and he dared not move or make a sound.