These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"...Sister Xitong, you really know how to play with fire."

Wei Tu lowered his head, his lips touching the woman's crystal earlobe. He could kiss her at any moment, but he seemed to restrain himself, his warm breath enveloping her slightly.

Mu Xitong's ears turned red, and she couldn't help but feel an itchy sensation all over her body, causing her to wiggle her body slightly.

If the amplitude is large, Wei Tu won't feel it much, but if it's so small and slow, it could be fatal.

The temperature seemed to be rising continuously, and the two of them almost surpassed the temperature of the medicine furnace, which is, of course, an exaggeration.

Wei Tu could already feel that the other person's body had become moist.

"You're the one who's not being honest... Let go of me, I'm done playing."

Mu Xitong's eyes flickered, her gaze burning with anger, yet she uttered such words.

Wei Tu seemed to be hesitating about something, but in the blink of an eye, the woman had already pulled the boy's arms away.

Wei Tu watched helplessly as Mu Xitong broke free from his embrace and walked towards her room.

Wei Tu's passion had not yet subsided. As he watched the woman's figure disappear into the distance, accompanied by a wisp of fragrance, Wei Tu caught a glimpse of her.

Then you can see that the woman's face does not show any anger or embarrassment, only a slight shyness.

It was as if it were a signal, as if it were a feeling of reluctance.

Wei Tu stood up.

When Mu Xitong entered the room, he noticed that she hadn't closed the door.

So he followed them inside, closing the door behind them.

It was already late afternoon and the sun was setting outside.

The afterglow had not yet completely faded, but the already dim, yellowish hues exuded a warm atmosphere.

It's as if a sense of warmth and gentleness has been created in this small room, and of course, what else is there is self-evident.

How did you get in?

Mu Xitong sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Wei Tu with a hint of reproach, like a shy young girl of sixteen.

This woman is acting.

It's obvious.

Wei Tu sensed the woman's charm.

After closing the door, he walked up to Mu Xitong.

"Sister Xitong, are you just going to leave the fire like this after you've started it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about... If there's a fire, go put it out. What's the use of telling me this... Get out."

Saying "go out" is more like an invitation.

Wei Tu squatted down in front of Mu Xitong and took the woman's hand.

Mu Xitong's acting skills were superb. At this moment, she even turned her head away slightly with a blush, and her hand seemed to struggle a little, but she just couldn't break free.

"Of course we need to put out the fire, but without Sister Xitong, how can we put it out?"

"I don't know how to put out fires, so don't talk nonsense."

As she said this, she watched as Wei Tu slowly stood up from in front of her, not all at once.

His palm gently stroked his calf, then moved upwards along the line.

As it reached her thighs, the woman's body trembled slightly and became hot.

Wei Tu also got up slightly, almost pressing down on her body, then released her hand and hugged her slender waist.

I won't let her collapse onto the bed all at once.

Wei Tu looked closely at the woman's flawless face and said softly.

"How could you not? Sister Xitong can put out fires from head to toe."

"I don't know what you're talking about... Get lost, you lecher."

The woman blushed and bit her thin lips as she spoke.

She couldn't resist the boy's gentle caresses that began at her waist, followed by soft kisses on her neck.

This made her raise her long, graceful neck.

The boy, who was gently supporting her waist, kissed her chin, then reached out to stroke her cheek, looking down at her.

He kissed the woman's lips and tongue, and before he could say anything, it was all stuck in his throat.

As they parted slightly, Wei Tu had already grabbed her hand, feeling his own heat.

The handsome young man's eyes burned like starlight.

He said softly.

"Good sister, help your brother put out the fire."

"rogue……"

She gently held it, her hazy eyes gazing at him, as if glistening with tears.

16. Things will fall into place naturally, just right.

Young people full of vigor not only have abundant energy, but also amazing recovery ability.

When Xu Qing was discussing the room, Wei Tu wasn't entirely unmoved, but he kept it to a very low level.

After all, she was his junior sister, a girl who didn't understand love, and a girl burdened with hatred.

He didn't want to use anything to seduce her, and he didn't want her to be troubled by emotions too early.

Therefore, he always exercised great restraint, even when talking to Wei Tu with Xu Qing.

However, he still couldn't ignore what had happened at that moment. She was lying on the edge of the table, her thin lips tightly clenched. That scene still lived in his mind to this day.

The result of his restraint was quite obvious; he was easily ignited by this woman's unquenchable passion.

A restrained gaze, yet concealing a flame that everyone knew was burning within.

The orange-red light has become an embellishment to the atmosphere at this moment.

Wei Tu looked down at the alluring woman at this moment, his voice hoarse.

"Sister Xitong, are you still going to say you can't do it?"

Mu Xitong's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were dreamy, and her aura was like walking hormones.

She chuckled softly, her laughter as alluring as that of a fox spirit.

"It's all because of your bad influence, you little brother... You were the one who went into your sister's room."

The game between the younger brother and older sister continues. Although they are not blood-related siblings, this woman is the one who gives him the most genuine feeling of being a sister.

Lu Qingyan is his master, and Jiang Ying is the senior sister he needs to take care of more; neither of them has that kind of status.

Only Mu Xitong understands romance and sentiment; she can be as gentle as water and as commanding as a powerful aura.

The words "younger brother" that came out of her mouth were especially alluring.

"If it weren't for my sister's indulgence, how could I have gone astray? So it's all my sister's fault... hiss..."

Wei Tu gasped, because he had been punished by the fairy sister in front of him.

Her hands suddenly clenched, as if she had regained a sliver of clarity amidst her dazed state.

Then she let go.

She raised her head with a smile and a hint of defiance, "Since it's all my fault, then I won't make any more mistakes."

When Wei Tu kissed her, Mu Xitong turned her head away to avoid him.

So Wei Tu bit her ear and gently moved away from her earlobe. It wasn't just a simple warm, moist breath; he actually moistened her entire ear.

Mu Xitong's body language betrayed her feelings; her hand gripped the boy's arm, her swaying body mirroring her restless and uneasy state of mind.

"You naughty little brother...stop it."

Mu Xitong reached out and covered the boy's chin, pulling his cheek away from her ear and bringing it closer to her face.

Wei Tu looked at Mu Xitong innocently.

The woman smiled as she looked at his features.

"Want your sister to put out the fire?"

Wei Tu nodded honestly.

"think."

"Then should we listen to our older sister?"

"Okay, I'll be good."

"That's a good boy."

The woman's fingers traced his chin, his cheeks, and then touched his lips.

The movements seemed a little strange; at least Wei Tu didn't often feel it. He looked at her and felt her slender fingers slowly probing inside.

Mu Xitong looked down at Wei Tu from her high vantage point, her movements unusually resolute.

The boy looked at her, puzzled.

The woman smiled.

"You just couldn't hold back anymore?"

"What do you say?"

"No."

"It's so torturous."

"Sometimes the more tormenting it is at the beginning, the more enjoyable it is at the end."