Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

Zhou Chiye's heart suddenly raced.

Taking advantage of the drowsiness brought on by the high temperature, he rested his chin on her shoulder and asked in a muffled voice.

"Sister, have you ever kissed your brother like this?"

Jiang Li was still reeling from the kiss when she heard these words, and her body stiffened.

"no."

Jiang Li's heart was pounding.

She shook her head frantically, her voice trembling with fear.

"Your brother wouldn't do that; he said I'm still too young."

Hearing this answer, Zhou Chiye felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

As expected, there wasn't one.

She and her brother have been married for almost half a year, but they have never kissed.

How could my brother possibly hold back?

The person in front of me smells so good, their lips are so soft and sweet.

How did he manage to resist kissing someone for almost half a year? One kiss is enough to get him addicted.

Unless, her brother doesn't want to kiss her at all.

The older brother was neither close to his older sister nor had he ever had any intimate contact with her.

When their mother pressured them to have children, the older brother would say that his older sister was still too young.

Why is that?

He didn't believe the reason that "he's still young".

You know, in the countryside, boys his age already have children.

My brother is a grown man, not some saint who can remain unmoved by temptation.

There's only one reason he doesn't touch her.

Her brother doesn't like her.

It's not that I'm reluctant to touch it, it's that I simply don't want to touch it.

Thinking about the strange atmosphere between my brother and that assistant.

Zhou Chiye's blood boiled as if it had been set on fire.

Ecstasy surged up like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming him.

What about her older sister? Does she know?

No, my sister is so innocent, she probably never thought about it that way.

After all, even now he still can't believe that his brother and assistant have that kind of relationship.

So, does the older sister also dislike the older brother?

If she liked him, how could she have never even kissed him?

What woman who truly loves her husband would maintain a state of intimacy with him for almost half a year?

Her feelings for her brother were just the kind of feelings she had for family.

Yes, that's it.

He still has a chance.

Moreover, her older sister did not push her away.

After being kissed by herself for so long, her hands gripped her clothes, and her body felt limp.

She has feelings.

Even if this intimacy was obtained through deception, he didn't care; he only wanted her to belong to him alone.

The boy began to push his luck, his voice low and hoarse, with a strong nasal tone.

He nuzzled against Jiang Li's neck, his high, straight nose brushing against her delicate skin.

"Sister, I'm so hot, my whole body feels like it's burning."

Jiang Li felt his body temperature against hers, which was indeed frighteningly high.

She looked down, and out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught sight of something she shouldn't have seen.

The fabric of loungewear...

Jiang Li abruptly looked away, her ears burning so badly they could fry an egg on them.

[Chief! He's there!]

[Calm down, Bao! He's a 19-year-old boy, isn't this a normal physiological reaction?]

Just pretend you didn't see it!

Jiang Li took a deep breath, pretended not to see anything, and reached out to push his shoulder.

"Then lie down first, the fever reducer won't work that quickly."

Let me wipe your body down to cool you down physically.

"it is good."

Zhou Chiye's voice was very obedient.

"The water must be cold now, I'll go get some warm water."

Jiang Li turned around to pick up the basin before she finished speaking.

There was a rustling sound behind me.

She turned back with the warm water in her hand, and almost dropped the basin on the ground because her hand trembled.

Zhou Chiye stripped himself naked and lay there openly.

The blanket only covered him up to his waist, leaving his broad, sturdy upper body completely exposed to the warm yellow light.

His muscles were clearly defined, and beads of sweat trickled down the grooves of his abdominal muscles.

"Ono! Why did you take all your clothes off?!"

Jiang Li blushed and turned her head away.

Zhou Chiye's eyes were half-closed, and his voice was muffled.

"Didn't my sister say she was going to use physical methods to cool me down? How can I wipe it down while I'm wearing clothes?"

And I was covered in sweat, my clothes were sticking to my body and it was so uncomfortable.

He spoke so frankly that Jiang Li felt that if she hesitated any longer, it would make her seem guilty.

She had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed and wet and wring out the towel.

When I placed my hand on his shoulder, the amplified tactile sensation made both of us tremble simultaneously.

Jiang Li tried her best to keep her gaze focused on his chest and above.

But his blanket only covered the lowest part of his abdomen, and the end of his V-line was faintly visible.

The muscles in her abdomen rose and fell with her breathing, and the outline beneath the edge of the blanket was so clear that it was impossible to ignore, directly challenging her visual nerves.

This scale is just too exaggerated.

Jiang Li's movements as she wiped his arm were stiff and mechanical, her cheeks burning hot.

Zhou Chiye felt her gaze fall on him.

The feeling of being watched made his blood boil.

He grabbed Jiang Li's wrist and pulled her closer to him.

He pressed her soft palm against his burning cheek, his face full of pleading and unbearable longing.

"Sister, I feel so awful, I feel like I'm going to explode."

His voice was sticky and sweet, like it was coated in honey.

But beneath those bright black eyes lay something far more intense than honey.

"Sister, please help me."

"How...how can I help?"

Jiang Li's heart was pounding so fast that she had tinnitus.

Zhou Chiye's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, his gaze fixed on her.

"Sister, could you please get that hair tie from my bedside table?"

Jiang Li turned her head with a puzzled look and saw a black hair tie on the bedside table.

She took it and froze.

Isn't this the one he secretly hid before?

It looks like it's been stretched a lot and is a bit deformed.

"This is my hair tie, right...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Chiye reached out and took the hair tie.

He pulled back the covers and directly removed the hair tie...

He made no attempt to hide his gaze from Jiang Li...

. . . . .

The muscles in a man's arms bulge with veins as he exerts himself, exuding an extreme, primal power.

His breathing grew heavier, and his dark eyes remained fixed on Jiang Li's face.

Those eyes held not only desire, but also blatant aggression.

Jiang Li was so shocked by this wild scene that her scalp tingled.

The boy half-closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his thick eyelashes cast shadows on his cheekbones.

His breathing became heavier and more rapid, his gasps carrying a suppressed, hoarse quality.

But his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Li's face.

That gaze was so direct, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

But Jiang Li couldn't take her eyes off him; she felt as if the air around her had been ignited by him.

The incredibly impactful image left her mouth dry and her legs moving involuntarily...

. . . . . .

Zhou Chiye took in this subtle movement.

The older sister was moved; she liked seeing him like that.

This realization drove him completely insane...

. . . . . .

But just then, there was a soft "snap".

The hair tie was already ruined...

Zhou Chiye stared at the broken hair tie, his breathing so rapid that his chest heaved violently.

He raised his eyes, and in those dark eyes surged an almost desperate longing.

"elder sister."

His voice was trembling.

"Please help me, I'm really going to burst!"

Jiang Li clutched the hem of her dress, her voice trembling, "How...how can I help?"

Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into a burning embrace.

A passionate kiss pressed down on him again.

This kiss was more intense than the last one.

Like a drowning person grabbing onto the only piece of driftwood, he wished he could crush her whole body and swallow her whole.

He savored her sweetness with domineering force, holding the back of her head firmly with one hand, giving her no chance to escape.

With his other hand, he grabbed her left hand...

. . . . .

Zhou Chiye's large hands...

Leading her...

His kisses didn't stop, swallowing all her gasps and gasps.

. . . . . .

The boy's breathing became labored and heavy, the vibrations of his chest transmitted through their tightly pressed bodies.

Jiang Li felt that her hands no longer belonged to her.

. . . . . .

Like a sword in a storm...

That giant sword carried a destructive force...

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