The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

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(I wrote a little bit, and I'm going to post it in VB. It has the same name as my ID.)

(Savings: Not at the very end)



Lu Jiefei lives a very disciplined life. She doesn't need an alarm clock and will open her eyes promptly around six o'clock every morning.

Today I was half an hour late.

The dream was chaotic and unbearable. In the entryway, in front of the door, the girl raised her delicate, flower petal-like face. The more obedient, innocent, and erotic she was, the more he leaned down without any hesitation.

Later, the dark sheets were stained an even darker color.

Lu Jiefei sat up abruptly, pinching his brow with his fingers, his usually indifferent face now showing signs of agitation.

Seriously, it's absurd.

Their rooms were on the same floor. After showering, the clock struck seven. He didn't stop, almost habitually walking towards her room.

I stood quietly in front of the door for a while, listening patiently.

It was quiet.

They must be asleep.

After confirming, he went downstairs. Even though Yu Lian was asleep, he would still make her breakfast.

He was already late for school, but he simply chopped meat and minced it quietly, his dark eyes meticulously watching where the knife would land. He tried to use mechanical movements to forcibly suppress the lingering images in his mind.

A dream is just a dream.

Yu Lian only saw him as an older brother she could rely on without limit, someone she could take whatever she wanted from. If she knew that the older brother she had always depended on had done such a terrible thing to her in her dreams at night, how would she react?

Fear, disgust, or simply wanting to stay far away and never see him again.

  

He absolutely would not allow this to happen.

The aroma of food gradually filled the kitchen. The food was placed in the insulated compartment, and the lid closed with a soft click.

Lu Jiefei checked the dishes one last time through the glass enclosure, then turned and left.

Just consider this dream as an accident caused by never having had sexual relations before. Only, the object of the dream happened to be Yu Lian.

Stepping outside, the morning air was fresh and cool. His mood had completely calmed down, and his steps were steady and methodical.

He had only taken a few steps when he glanced around casually and stopped.

On the lawn in front of the French windows, there is a patch of grass that shows signs of being covered.

It was swaying precariously, lying limply against the ground.

Directly opposite, at the position of the side window.



When Yu Lian woke up, she felt extremely dizzy and her whole body ached and felt numb, especially in the disaster-stricken areas.

She couldn't open her eyes, but she could feel someone warm and pressed against her. The bed was so big, why didn't he go to sleep there? He insisted on squeezing into that tiny space with her. An arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, probably to prevent her from being pushed off by him.

He was momentarily angered.

Give it a go.

A snap.

Pei Shaoyuan acted as if nothing had happened after being slapped; his thick skin didn't even leave a red mark. He hunched over, nuzzling his face against her neck. He was even more reluctant to get out of bed than Yu Lian.

His voice was muffled: "Sleep a little longer..."

"What are you sleeping for? What time is it? Why aren't you leaving?" Yu Lian barely opened her eyes a crack and kicked him again, but he was being held too tightly to exert any force.

When I opened my mouth, I realized my voice was incredibly hoarse, which made me even angrier.

"Go close the curtains, my eyes are going to go blind. And why are you hugging me to sleep? It's so cramped, I haven't been sleeping well at all."

Pei Shaoyuan could only open his eyes. His hair was a mess, with gray hairs sticking up in all directions. He squinted, looking like he was constipated, as if to say, "I'm so annoyed, but my wife is watching and I can't show it at all, or she'll think I'm fierce."

"Oh, you really didn't sleep well, our baby." She said through gritted teeth, "Do you know I watched you for five whole hours last night, wondering when you would open your eyes and see your husband watching over you so tenderly and affectionately."

"Some people, haha, didn't move at all. Do you know I almost woke you up to ask who was in your dream? You didn't even care about your husband."

He even laughed in anger as he spoke. Yu Lian, clutching her blanket, looked at him expressionlessly. A queen never cries.

If I hadn't been bullied last night, I might have actually believed his lies about being a good husband. What else could be causing him to sleep so soundly except that he was exhausted from being sexually assaulted?

Pei Shaoyuan wasn't annoyed that she didn't speak; he simply placed his finger on the corner of her mouth and made a smiley face for her.

Finally, resigned, he got out of bed and drew the heavy curtains, the light gradually disappearing. In the dimly lit room, his muscle lines were clearly defined; he was naked. As soon as he turned around, he saw Yu Lian pull the small blanket over her face.

His voice was muffled, making it impossible to tell whether he was shy or just pretending: "What are you doing?"

"What? Why didn't you do this when you were playing with it like a toy last night? It would be sad. At least say good morning to it." Pei Shaoyuan said coolly as he went to the water dispenser to get water for Yu Lian. He filled a glass with cold water, then realized what he had done and poured half of it out, adding hot water instead.

The young master had never done this kind of service before, so he found it quite novel. He watched Yu Lian drink the water he had poured for her and was very nervous, asking a question every second.

Is it hot?

Is it cold?

Is it warm?

Such thoughtfulness and gentleness are truly rare. It would have been even more touching if the object hadn't been positioned at the exact height of Yu Lian's face when she was standing next to it.

Yu Lian was driven crazy by him. She quietly drank her drink with her fine eyelashes drooping, not wanting to spare him even a glance. She finished the drink in one gulp and shoved the cup into his hand.

"So what time is it? Let's hurry and leave before my family gets home."

Their heartless and ruthless attitude makes one's teeth itch with anger.

Pei Shaoyuan tilted his head back, sipped the last few drops of water in the cup, and then reached out to pinch her cheeks, his gaze a mixture of love and resentment. He didn't hold back much, and her soft, sleeping cheeks were pinched and flattened into various shapes.

"But what can we do? Your family members haven't left home at all."

"What?" Yu Lian looked at him subconsciously, her mind still blank, her mouth already open slightly.

"I said..." Pei Shaoyuan pressed his thumb against her lips, then suddenly chuckled, "Your... brother came to see you. What should we do? Does that mean you have to take me to meet your parents, sweetie?"

He added a pause to the word "brother," which sounded ominous.