The younger sister pretends to be hypnotized, and her older brother gets addicted.

This thought stirred up a storm in Ruan Yang's already turbulent heart.

How could my older brother like her?

Ruan Yang was young, but he wasn't completely ignorant.

Just now, Jiang Yanci's figure loomed over her, and that place was clamoring and ferocious.

On the night of the banquet, he took her hand and they experienced it.

I remember Ruan Mingzhu proudly telling her mother that Jiang Yanci had vaguely shown interest in her.

That must be a mistake by Nguyen Minh Chau.

It's not just vaguely visible.

It was truly terrifying, far too obvious.

That night could still be attributed to the effects of the medication.

But today...

Ruan Yang raised her bewildered eyes, which reflected Jiang Yanci's superior face, her moist eyes filled with incomprehension.

Why use such a gentle tone to say these things to her?

Why do I kiss her so deeply every time?

Ruan Yang's mind was a mess.

She has too many concerns and isn't open and honest enough.

If she had known from the beginning that sending her to Africa was not her brother's original intention, why would she have pretended to be hypnotized?

Explaining it now would only make things awkward...

It was wrong from the very beginning, so much so that there's no going back now.

Ruan Yang closed her eyes, not thinking about anything else, and knelt on the bed with her soft knees, carefully kissing his lips.

The summer night breeze is gentle, and the air is filled with the fragrance of gardenias.

Ruan Yang's heart was pounding.

For some reason, she had the illusion that she was in a relationship with her older brother.

This is what she imagined love to be like in her teenage years.

The two of them snuggled together like little animals.

Occasionally, when their emotions run high, they exchange kisses and whisper secrets that others can't understand—secrets that belong only to them.

My heart was pounding.

And then, Jiang Yanci's voice rang out from his lips.

"Yangyang, what are you doing?"

Ruan Yang opened her eyes in a daze.

The older brother then waved his low-battery phone with his long, slender fingers and said seriously, "I need to charge it."

As he spoke, he reached over her shoulder and placed the phone on the magnetic charging spot on the bedside table, making a "beep" sound.

Instantly, Ruan Yang's cheeks flushed red.

My brother meant... literally, charging.

One sentence overturned all her previous assumptions.

What do you like?

What is love?

She misunderstood everything.

A sense of shame for being presumptuous crept into my heart.

She bit her lip tightly, her expression a mixture of emotions she couldn't quite put her finger on, only feeling embarrassed.

She got up to leave.

But her wrist was grabbed.

Without warning, she fell into Jiang Yanci's arms.

"Why are you running?" He smiled. "Aren't you charging?"

Before Ruan Yang could react, Jiang Yanci pulled her into his arms and gave her a gentle kiss.

It wasn't as intense as before; instead, it had a more gentle and tender feel to it.

Just like real lovers.

Jiang Yanci's actions left her heart pounding wildly, feeling utterly flustered, as if she were on a rollercoaster with no end in sight.

Ruan Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelashes clumped together with moisture.

Her brain had already shut down due to Jiang Yanci's push and pull.

How could a naive young girl be a match for an old fox?

The floor-to-ceiling glass, like a high-definition mirror, reflected the image of the little girl straddling the man's lap. Her two soft, slender arms were wrapped around the man's neck as she gently returned his kiss, their breaths mingling.

Her shapely figure resembled undulating mountains and flowing streams.

His large hand slipped inside her clothes, playing with the soft flesh of her waist.

She's so obedient and docile it's unbelievable.

Jiang Yanci moved his palm upwards, and the little girl flinched slightly, but did not dodge.

The metal clips made a faint sound in the quiet night.

As the restraints were released, she shrank back.

Jiang Yanci pressed on her waist, his voice slightly hoarse, "Not full yet."

Ruan Yang hesitated and refused to step forward.

Jiang Yanci patted her lightly, his tone low and dangerous, "Weren't you going to help me quit smoking? What should a good girl do?"

Ruan Yang, afraid of the pain, leaned forward and kissed him again.

After several repetitions, it seemed to have become a conditioned reflex.

She was consciously sinking into despair, as if in a dream.

Otherwise, how could she have become somewhat addicted to this kind of game, and how could she have seen her older brother's reckless side...?

Outside the window, a light drizzle was falling, soaking the glitz and glamour of Beijing and Hong Kong.

Jiang Yanci raised his eyes; it was getting late.

His great ego deserves a rest.

His long, slender hand pulled the soft blanket over the bed, wrapping the person in his arms inside, leaving only a pair of watery eyes visible.

Jiang Yanci covered his eyes.

Ruan Yang's sight was taken away, but his hearing became acute.

She heard her older brother's heavy breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, the hand that had been covering her eyes was removed.

Jiang Yanci's head drooped into the crook of her neck, his hot breath spraying against her ear.

After the extreme catharsis, the emotions subsided.

He made too many mistakes today.

It almost broke his principles.

Perhaps he was just being paranoid.

If Yangyang hadn't been successfully hypnotized, why would she have been so obedient, letting him do whatever he wanted?

She's such a delicate little darling.

Jiang Yanci took out the lighter, its eerie flame reflected in his watery eyes.

He gently coaxed, "Yangyang, go to sleep."

Ruan Yang closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

So well-behaved.

Jiang Yan left the restroom and washed her hands.

Looking at his satisfied face in the mirror, he frowned, unwilling to admit that it was him.

Just a door away.

Ruan Yang huddled in bed.

Recalling what had just happened, her heart trembled.

She felt like she was going crazy.

My older brother has gone mad too.

She was not smart from a young age; she needed to read things three times to remember what others could learn after reading them once.

She didn't understand why the math problem required both releasing and storing water at the same time.

Just like now.

She couldn't understand why her usually self-disciplined and proper older brother would kiss her, caress her, and even...

She is not a naive young girl.

She understood why her older brother covered her eyes at the end.

She didn't know who to talk to about this.

She had no choice but to ask Doubao for help.

"Doubao, my boyfriend asked his brother to hypnotize me so I could forget him. I pretended to be hypnotized, but his brother kissed me during the hypnosis. What happened?"

Doubao: "Don't make a sound, I'm grilling."

Ruan Yang: "?"

Doubao: "It's confirmed. He's either a lecherous pervert eyeing your body, or a low-class, insecure, ugly man trying to take advantage of you. Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the police for you?"

Ruan Yang was a little angry.

"...He's not a pervert, nor is he a bad person. My brother is more handsome than any celebrity, and he's as conservative as a staunch Puritan. You don't know him, so don't talk nonsense! Besides, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. To be honest, it's not necessarily a matter of who got the better deal."

Doubao: "Oh."

Ruan Yang took a deep breath and asked her guess: "Do you think he likes me?"

Doubao: "Okay. I'll tell you in the most straightforward and direct way—he likes you, and you like him too. My suggestion is that you dump your boyfriend and get together with his older brother."