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It seemed like he had been continuously dancing since last night.

Why does it feel like this now... She was clearly a wicked person, but she had fallen one step at a time.

Can't... Can't go on like this...

"Han..." "Cloud …" Han Sifeng pushed him away with much difficulty, but before he could say anything, he held one hand behind her head like a hungry wolf, while the other wrapped around her waist and madly kissed her.

It's over! It's all over!

Han Sifeng finally calmed down a bit with great difficulty. Now that he was on strike, there was no way for him to think about it …

Han Muyun was really like a hungry wolf. When he saw the little lamb in front of him, he ruthlessly bit at it.

Her lips were soft, and her tongue was soft and fragrant. She wanted to dodge in panic, but she didn't know that refusing in such a manner would arouse the desires of others.

Fiercely pressing down on her soft body, Han Muyun's breathing became heavier and heavier. The fingers gripping her wrist also became tighter and tighter, as if this was the only way he could restrain his reason that was on the verge of collapse.

Han Sifeng was tightly shackled by him, plundering with no tenderness, causing her body to heat up. She only felt that her body was becoming tighter and tighter, unable to breathe at all. The fiery hard thing pressed against her waist made her vaguely feel a little afraid.

"I can't hold it in anymore, what should I do?" Han Muyun didn't know how long he kissed her, but he finally let go of her for a bit. His black eyes were filled with mist, his breathing was heavy, and his expression was patient.

"I'm going to die …" Han Sifeng's chest was heaving up and down intensely. His lips were red and swollen, and his eyes were unfocused. He felt as if his soul had left his body.

"Han Muyun, I'm going to die, don't suppress me!" Han Sifeng could finally speak, but his expression was even more upset than Han Sifeng's.

This bastard!

And doing such a thing again!

"I really want to …" Han Muyun's hand gripped her wrist even tighter, his face was completely red, and his eyes were blazing.

"Hurry up and let go of me, don't press on my stomach …" Han Sifeng's bladder was about to explode from the pressure.

There were three people who were anxious!

She hadn't been to the bathroom since last night, and now that he had provoked her, her mind was filled with the urge to pee.

Han Muyun's burning gaze shifted down, his heavy breath landing on Han Sifeng's face.

No... Looking at her below the collarbone, he couldn't help but …

Han Muyun clenched his teeth and pulled the blanket over Han Sifeng. He pulled it away a bit and quickly got out of bed with a blush on his face.

Han Sifeng also hurried out.

He kissed her to the point that she needed to pee …

What kind of physiological reaction was this?

"Han Muyun! Let me go first! " Han Muyun closed the door before Han Sifeng could run to the bathroom.

Han Muyun walked into the bathroom and quickly took off his pajamas. He stood naked under the lotus root and poured cold water on his hot body.

He had grown quite mature, and every part of his body was filled with power and beauty.

Currently, Little Han Muyun was standing with his head held high and chest puffed up by the cold water.

Han Muyun closed his eyes, and Han Sifeng's face appeared in his mind again.

He really couldn't stand it. He had to solve the problem like this every day. There would be a day when he would be impotent!

"Han Muyun! Are you on the main account? " Han Sifeng knocked on the door and shouted in a piss.

"Han Muyun, you've gone too far today. What you've done cannot be forgiven!" Han Sifeng waited for a moment. Seeing that there was no response from inside, he could only hold back his piss and scold him through the door.

If she faced him face to face, she would be unable to speak.

"Alright, I know. Teenagers are more impulsive, but!" Han Sifeng gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva and continued, "Between brother and sister, you can't do anything too intimate. You should forget about everything from the past! "Don't ever happen again …"

"You obviously like it." The door suddenly opened. Han Muyun was only wearing long pants, his wet hair covering his face, and the water droplets on his upper body hadn't even wiped clean before he walked out.

"Pa!" Han Sifeng rushed in with extreme calmness and shut him out. He felt like his ears were burning, "Nonsense, who likes it?"

"You." Han Muyun stood outside the door, a trace of a smile suddenly appearing on his stern face. "I was just doing what big sister likes, it's not wrong."

"Pa!"

Han Sifeng was even more agitated as he knocked heavily on the door and incoherently said, "You …" There's something wrong with your mind! "How could I like it? If you don't fix this bad habit, I can only take you to see a psychiatrist …"

The toilet was right in front of her, but she was no longer in the mood to pee.

This devilish brat was too despicable, even wrongly accusing others.

"As long as you like it." Han Muyun said as if he didn't hear it.

"I already said I don't like it!" Han Sifeng abruptly opened the door, his hands on his hips, eyes blazing.

"Why lie? You can't lie to me." Han Muyun had a confident look on his face as if he was seeing through the heavens.

"Han Muyun, I've decided. Let's go see a therapist at noon, do you hear me?" Han Sifeng clenched his fists angrily and said.

"Dad and mom are back at noon." Han Muyun saw how funny her desperate expression was, so he didn't mind at all and continued to provoke her. "Han Sifeng, you're no longer rejecting her."

"Exclude what? It's great that Mom and Dad are back! Let's go to the heart clinic together! "

Han Sifeng felt his hair stand on end from his smile. Although he had already put on his clothes, he kept feeling that the way he looked at him was as if she wasn't wearing any clothes at all.

This was the eyes of a hooligan! How is this the way your little brother looks at his big sister?

His little brother should have looked at him with respect and worship!

"You won't reject me kissing you." Han Muyun's smile didn't change as he said, "His ability to accept things is really strong, and he's even going to sit on my body …"

"Pa!" Han Sifeng's palm flew towards his head, but was easily dodged by Han Muyun.

Han Si Feng stared at him angrily and said word by word, "I won't cook breakfast for you today!"

"Even threats are so stupid. If I don't want you, I'm afraid I'll be bullied to death in the future." Han Muyun shrugged and laughed.

"You're the one who bullied me!" Han Sifeng was completely defeated by his presumptuous spirit of Jesus.

"Because you can only be bullied by me." Han Muyun's eyes hid a hint of affection as he said as if it was natural.

His parents had been back for almost two weeks now, and the exam was getting closer and closer. Of course, Han Sifeng had completely forgotten about taking Han Muyun to some kind of psychological clinic.

She read every day with all her might. She didn't know why she was working so hard — she was even more hardworking than she was during the middle school exam.

However, in the eyes of his classmates, Han Sifeng was no longer that ordinary, unknown Han Sifeng.

She made the headline in the school newspaper after the party.

In addition, the school magazine also used her image from that night as a cover. For a moment, many of the male students from other classes strolled around and peeked at her as the class ended.

"She is the target of Ouyang Yu's flowers? "Oh my god, it can't be?"

Han Sifeng often heard such flabbergasted words.

"If she's Ouyang Yu's woman, it'd be best not to pursue her. What if …" There was such a whisper.

Han Sifeng hung his head in frustration, scribbling words in English on the draft paper. Living was tiring, there were so many rumors …

Of course, there were also a few reckless boys who would pass over small slips of paper.

At this time, Han Muyun would definitely intercept him. He coldly said, "I am her guardian. Please do not disturb her studies."

Han Sifeng didn't know when he had called himself his guardian.

However, he was President Han Muyun, so everyone quickly took the initiative to distance themselves from Han Sifeng, allowing her to study in a quiet environment …

Ouyang Qingxue looked at the quiet girl beside her.

She had actually ignored everything in the outside world. Now that she wore the crown of the princess of the party, she looked as if she was shamed by her own disgrace and didn't want to worry about her own reputation.

This kind of calmness and calmness … Jealous.

It was as if no matter how big the storm was, it wouldn't leave a mark on her body.

It was just like how, no matter how dark and muddy the road was, her body would still be clean and untainted …

Ouyang Qing Xue didn't want to let this kind of Han Sifeng … He continued to stay by Han Muyun's side.

She wanted to... They would never see each other again!

"Feng, how many days until the exam?" Every day when he returned home, his mother would patiently ask about it.

"Three days."

"Oh." After every question, Mom would reveal a look of disappointment.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about my grades. I have already done my best." Han Sifeng could only comfort her like this.

She didn't know what her mother was worried about …

"Of course I believe in our Little Wind." His mother's eyes were filled with many thoughts. Just like his father, when they came back this time, they felt that something had changed.

The four of them had more chances to eat together, and the time they spent in silence had also increased.

Perhaps by the end of the year, the company's affairs had increased?

Han Sifeng comforted himself, but when he saw his parents' worried eyes, his heart pounded.

Her dull sixth sense told her that something was about to happen.

"Feng, do you like your little brother?" There were more and more questions like this.

"If you grow up, are you willing to live with your brother?"

Mom and Dad would always say these kinds of words.

"Will Feng accept being with his little brother?" He would even always ask something that would make people speechless.

"Feng, how's your engagement with Xiao Yun after New Year's Eve?"

— and such unethical words.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Xiao Yun and I are siblings. " Finally, Han Sifeng broke out in a fit of depression. "All of those strange thoughts of Xiao Yun's are because you always say, can a close relative get married? "He's my little brother. Mommy, if you were me, what would you think?"

"Don't get so excited, I was just casually saying that. Who told me not to want you to become the future wife of another family." His mother pouted and hurriedly comforted Han Sifeng, "I get angry when I think of how you have to call other old women 'mommy'. I raised this daughter of mine for so many years and gave it to other kids for free. I even gave birth to their babies …"

"Then can I go out and be a nun?!" Han Sifeng was almost tortured to death by her.

Han Muyun completely inherited his mother's personality. He was unreasonable and wanted to be in possession of her.

"No matter what, you were raised by me, how can you give it to someone else? Not even to the nunnery! "