[Urban] Wild Younger Brother's Domineering Love (Complete) - 9

After their

passionate lovemaking, both lay exhausted on the bed. After a while, Ye Qing recovered first.

"Fan'er, move in with me tomorrow,"

Ye Fan said, still panting in his arms, her mind still reeling from their passion. She paused for a moment before considering.

Feeling the hands around her waist tighten, she slowly replied, "Well, let me think... I don't really have a reason."

"Even if there's no reason, you have to make one. I don't care, you have to stay with me tomorrow." His domineering nature was on full display.

Ye Fan rolled her eyes. Couldn't he be a little gentler in asking her? Thinking of Ye Qing's shameless, coquettish way of tugging at her sleeve, she couldn't help but shudder... Oh well, she'd better let him off the hook; it was too disgusting!

But couldn't he be a little more romantic? He couldn't even say a sweet word. Women need to be coaxed, right? She decided that unless he made a move, she would continue to be coy.

"Hmph~ Whatever, I can live wherever I want, it's none of your business!" She turned her face away in a huff, feeling increasingly resentful. Why is it that everyone else's relationship is so sweet and romantic, while hers is nothing but sleeping with men, with no romance whatsoever?

Looking at her pouting red lips, Ye Qing's eyes darkened again. But he didn't kiss them; instead, he held her soft body tighter in his arms, burying his face in her fragrant hair and rubbing it against her. He loved this intimate feeling.

"Fan'er, what are you angry about, hmm?" In the romantic atmosphere, even his words sounded so gentle, making her heart pound.

"Am I? What do I have to be angry about?" Damn blockhead! She wouldn't be angry...

"Oh? Not angry? Then let's... go to sleep, goodnight." Ye Qing's lips curled into a sly smile.

"Hmph, I'll sleep then! What do I care!"

Time flew by...

A minute later, listening to the steady breathing above her, Ye Fan twisted her fingers resentfully. Her mouth opened and closed rapidly, muttering a curse under her breath. "

Hmph~ You clueless man, I'm breaking up with you! I curse you to never find a girlfriend again, and to have a child without an anus... Pah pah pah, who would have a child with this blockhead... Damn it, she actually fell asleep like that! What's wrong with her?!"

"Fan'er, what are you saying?"

"Ah!" The sudden voice above her jolted Ye Fan back to reality. She felt a little guilty, but remembering her earlier annoyance, she became self-righteous again, "Nothing! Didn't you want to sleep? What do you care! It's not a big deal anyway."

A woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea; she's truly unfathomable. There's another saying... what was it again? "Women all like to say one thing but mean another!" So when they say nothing's wrong, it's often a big deal!

"Fan'er, how can I sleep like this..."

After a while, Ye Fan couldn't hold back any longer and stammered, "You, you don't have anything to say to me?"

Ye Qing thought seriously, rubbing her chin with her thumb, then suddenly grinned, pulled her little finger and shook it twice, blinking pitifully, her tone more aggrieved than ever before: "Sister, move in with your brother, otherwise your brother won't be able to sleep..."

That pitiful look was as if to say, if you don't agree, you're committing a heinous crime.

Uh... this time I was really shocked... I could still feel my little finger being pulled and tugged, and I couldn't help but tremble. Then look at Ye Qing's normally masculine face, now showing a wronged expression...

"Sister, what's wrong? Are you cold? Let your little brother warm you up..." Before she finished speaking, she was already pressed against a warm chest.

"Um..." She couldn't get angry anymore.

"Sister, you have to move in with me, okay?" Ye Qing's smug smile grew even wider.

She shivered again: "Ah, don't say anymore, I agree, okay?!" Damn it! Was she just digging her own grave? Sure enough, this man was even stranger than her... It was

a crisp early autumn morning, the clean asphalt road only sparsely covered with a few leaves. Occasionally a car would drive by, whizzing past with a "whoosh," the environment so pristine that not even a speck of dust was stirred up.

The lush banyan tree, after a night's rest, awoke, its pores opening to await the first rays of sunlight.

The morning was serene, beautiful as a painting. But

a discordant note emanated from the second floor of a villa.

"Beep beep... beep beep..." A disturbing ringtone sounded, and the man lying on the large bed lazily opened his eyes, quickly turning off the annoying ringtone. Turning to look at the sleeping woman in his arms, he recalled a dream he'd had not long ago.

It was a dream he'd had many years ago, and he hadn't expected to have the exact same dream last night. He vividly remembered being a naive young man back then, already possessive of his sister. He was furious when he learned a boy was pursuing her. But there was nothing he could do then, only silently following her with longing eyes.

His sister was so dazzling, yet unaware of it. Sunny, stubborn, melancholic... Every aspect of her was so captivating, deeply etched in his heart. It was from that moment that his obsession began; he couldn't let go of her, nor could he forget her.

The person in his arms snuggled against him, their smooth skin rubbing against each other. Perhaps it was too comfortable, so she didn't intend to open her eyes yet. At this moment, she was like a lazy kitten, nestled in his arms, unwilling to get up.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead, his voice softening unconsciously: "Fan'er, are you awake?"

Every morning, he would open his eyes to see his beloved sleeping peacefully in his arms. He thought, nothing could be happier than this.

"Mmm..." she murmured sleepily, then drifted back to sleep with a slight smile. She always liked to stay in bed, and with last night's vigorous "exercise," she was even more unable to get up now.

Ye Qing chuckled and gently tickled her nose with a tuft of black hair. Ye Fan mumbled, swatting away his mischievous hand, and finally opened her eyes, her voice lazy from just waking up: "Ugh, let me sleep a little longer."

"Little sleepyhead, get up." Ye Qing breathed into her ear, tickling her, making her unconsciously turn her face away. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she sprang up from the bed: "Why haven't you left yet? What if Mom and Dad find out?!"

Ye Qing's expression changed slightly, but he didn't react. He simply pulled her back to bed, forehead to forehead, and said, "Fan'er, tonight we're going to participate in a fun 'program,' you'll definitely like it."

"What program?" Although she was still worried, she couldn't help but ask curiously, feeling that this so-called "program" wasn't anything good.

Ye Qing smiled mysteriously and kissed her forehead again, like a prince—"My princess, the prince will make you happy. "

Then, ignoring her question, he quickly got up, put on his clothes, and, just like last night, climbed out the window. Ye Fan shook her head and smiled. This feeling really was like having an affair!

It was only a few minutes later when she realized she had to go to work. Ye Fan once again displayed her chivalrous spirit, jumping out of bed and getting dressed and washing up... all in one go.

At lunchtime, Ye Fan, who was about to eat at the cafeteria as usual, suddenly received a call from an unknown number. He hesitated for a few seconds before answering: "Hello, Ye Fan."

"Hello, Miss Ye, this is Lin Min'er. Are you free now?" The caller got straight to the point. It was a delicate female voice, and it sounded familiar.

"What can I do for you?"

"I'm waiting for you at Xin Ye Restaurant across from He Yu..."

The caller hung up immediately after stating her request. Ye Fan held the disconnected phone, her expression slightly helpless. This style really did resemble someone.

Lin Min'er? If she remembered correctly, she was one of Situ Jing's women (?). Thinking back to the day she saw her in Situ's office, her stubborn and slender back... it was hard to dislike her. Even though her call was somewhat impolite.

However, thinking that at least she wouldn't have to eat the same old food in the cafeteria, and that she'd be dining with a... well, a pretty girl who could be quite a sight for sore eyes, she'd "reluctantly" go to the appointment. Her intuition told her that this might not be some kind of trap.

Xinye Restaurant.

It had been a long time since she'd been here. The last time she was here, it was Liu Lelin who had invited her. Speaking of Liu Lelin, it seemed like she hadn't contacted him in ages; she wondered what he'd been busy with. Thinking about it, she felt ashamed; he was usually the one who contacted her first. She rarely

took the initiative to contact him. She really deserved to be criticized!

But seeing the familiar surroundings made Ye Fan hungry. Luckily, this young lady knew how to cater to her tastes, choosing a Chinese restaurant. Affordable and filling.

"Affordable?" Wasn't Lin Min'er paying? Ye Fan rolled her eyes. No mistake, even if she were paying, she'd still pay herself. After all, they weren't relatives; there's no such thing as a free lunch. (It seems Ye Fan has finally learned his lesson after the Liu Lelin incident. For those who can't remember, refer to Chapter 32 of Volume 1.)

Upon reaching the second floor of the restaurant, Ye Fan saw Lin Min'er sitting at a table near the window, head down, stirring her drink, seemingly lost in thought.

Hearing Ye Fan's footsteps approaching, Lin Min'er looked up. Her beautiful face was slightly pale, but her smile was incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to her rudeness on the phone earlier.

She politely stood up, waiting for Ye Fan to sit down before doing so herself, then called a waiter for him to order.

Once everything was ready, it was time to wait for the food. Lin Min'er sat calmly, though her mind was in turmoil. Looking at Ye Fan across from her, her handsome face showed no sign of distress, but rather a hint of anticipation. Pfft—she's waiting for the food, isn't she? What a lovely girl.

Ye Fan stared at her suspiciously. Lin Min'er then realized she had actually chuckled, and felt slightly embarrassed. She quickly waved her hand apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was rude."

Ye Fan didn't mind. She had originally planned to talk about it after dinner, but now she was a little curious about Lin Min'er's motives. But since Lin Min'er didn't bring it up, she didn't intend to ask. Anyway, she would find out when the time was right, wouldn't she?

"You and she really look alike," Lin Min'er said, but it was a puzzling statement.

Her smile remained unchanged, but her eyes were unfocused, as if she were deeply lost in her memories. She began to speak slowly, "I met Jing because of her. It was seven years ago, I think. But now, she can no longer see Jing's happiness..."

Looks like "her"? Who is "her"? And what is her relationship with her? It seems many people like to start a conversation with "XX and XX look alike," but Ye Fan wasn't particularly curious about that.

She just listened quietly without disturbing her. Listening to other people's stories when you're bored isn't a big deal, she thought, "It's immoral not to listen to gossip." While that might sound a bit cold-hearted, how much enthusiasm could you expect from a stranger you'd only met twice? Besides, Ye Fan was naturally a very slow-to-warm-up person. She

just didn't know Lin Min'er's intentions.

"Hehe, you don't know, do you? Jing doesn't understand love. He probably thinks 'love' is the most hypocritical thing in the world. Unfortunately, he met her. But Jing might think meeting her is the happiest thing that ever happened to him." Lin Min'er stirred her green tea. Suddenly, she looked up, smiling shyly, "I'm always so talkative, once I start, I can't stop."

A sharp glint appeared in Ye Fan's eyes. This woman might not be as harmless as she seemed. What was she up to? Her intuition told her it wouldn't be good. Hopefully, her intuition was wrong this time.

"Miss, here's your meal. Please enjoy."

Lin Min'er composed herself and shrugged. "Look, I still look young, but I'm already reminiscing about the past all the time. It's really not a good thing. Let's eat, let's not talk about those unhappy things, so as not to spoil Xiao Fan's mood."

Ye Fan seemed indifferent. "It's alright, listening to stories when you're bored isn't bad. It's just that I'm a bit hungry now." The implication was that she didn't care at all about what she had just heard.

That was the truth; she and Situ Jing had no relationship to begin with, so why should she care?

Ye Fan found her intuition becoming increasingly unreliable. No, to be precise, it was unreliable for good things but accurate for bad things.

For example, before the appointment, she thought it would be a wonderful experience. And after Lin Min'er said those inexplicable things, her intuition told her it wouldn't be good...

The wind outside the window was the usual coolness of early autumn. The curtains beside the dining table weren't drawn, their ends fluttering gently in the breeze against the pale blue sky, a beautiful sight.

A woman's quiet voice rang out, faint and detached, like the traces of flowing water, shallow and devoid of emotion.

"That woman, Lin Wanjun, she's my sister, my half-sister. Speaking of which, she's really lucky. She's beautiful, pampered since childhood, and has had a smooth love life."

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow. Was she complaining or trying to start a conversation? They shouldn't be close enough to need to exchange secrets, right?

"I met many people in America, men and women," Lin Min'er paused deliberately, looking intently at Ye Fan, "There's one you might know, he shares your surname, Ye."

Ye Fan's hand, which was fiddling with the porcelain cup, trembled, almost spilling the liquid. But she quickly composed herself, maintaining an outwardly indifferent expression.

Lin Min'er wasn't bored, responding with a cold smile. Her composure was clearly excellent.

“When I saw you that day, I guessed that perhaps Jing really was serious this time. You… are different from them.” She finished speaking with a strange smile, full of bitterness, a mixture of resentment and relief. Ye Fan was taken aback, suddenly understanding her feelings. How long ago had he smiled with such bitterness, feeling both resentment and relief when he saw someone doing well? For a moment, he felt a pang of unease.

“Do you love Jing?” The question shifted back to Ye Fan.

Lin Min’er’s earnest gaze made Ye Fan feel slightly guilty, then he secretly chuckled at his own cowardice. What did it matter if she loved him or not? Regardless of Lin Min’er’s past status, in front of Situ Jing’s “fiancée,” she had neither the need nor the right to know.

“What good is it if you love him?” Ye Fan countered with a sharp, pointed question.

Unsurprisingly, a shadow of sadness crossed Lin Min’er’s eyes. But Ye Fan didn't soften her stance. She admitted she was displeased with Ye Qing's earlier provocation. She never considered herself a good person, and she would retaliate against anyone who offended her. Unfortunately, Ye Qing had just mentioned Ye Qing with ill intent, and Ye Fan didn't want to know the deeper meaning behind it from her.

Lin Min'er took a sip of her green tea and chuckled. Why bother making a fool of herself?

"Xiao Fan, I want to ask you for a favor." She was shameless enough to ask even in this situation.

Her stubborn eyes were filled with determination.

"Just say it directly, I'm listening. This begging sounds awkward." For Situ Jing? She really had no pride!

"Can I be your bridesmaid?" After hesitating for a moment, Lin Min'er asked, her tone slightly hesitant. Ye Fan was stunned. Bridesmaid? Good heavens! Was she getting married?

Seeing Ye Fan's silence, Lin Min'er assumed she was bothered by her request and quickly added, "Don't worry, I... I don't mean anything by it. I just want to see Jing happy. I want to do what I can for his happiness... I really don't mean any harm." Perhaps due to nervousness, her words were incoherent.

Ye Fan remained silent. She was annoyed by the contract. But that could wait; the real issue was whether or not to agree. Frankly, things weren't as simple as they seemed. Although she was sometimes confused, she was also quite calm at times.

"Miss Lin, I want you to understand one thing. Since I am Situ Jing's fiancée, I have an obligation to make him happy. Similarly, I hope his happiness is solely because of me. As for whether you'll be his bridesmaid or not, whether you want to witness his happiness, frankly, I don't mind, but even if I agree, what then? I think you should ask Situ Jing. If he agrees, I naturally have no objection. In these matters, I respect my 'fiancé' very much."

Was this woman torturing herself? To be her rival's bridesmaid and witness Situ Jing's happiness? Judging from Situ Jing's attitude, he probably didn't care much about her; why was she doing this? However, none of this concerned her. She didn't want to get involved in this mess; let Situ Jing handle it himself.

Lin Min'er's face paled noticeably. Her delicate white teeth bit her lower lip, turning her rosy complexion deathly pale, making her look utterly pitiful.

Ye Fan ignored the pang of pity in her heart and looked away; she was powerless to help.

For the next half day, Ye Fan was torn. On one hand, she reminded herself to focus on her work, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but think about her and Situ Jing's affair.

It seemed they had gone too far, and things were getting out of hand. Back then, she hadn't imagined so many things would happen, that she would be with Ye Qing, and that she harbored such a strong selfish desire to stay with him forever.

What would Ye Qing think if he knew she was going to marry another man? Although their marriage was only a contract, not a real one.

Ye Qing would never agree to it; he was such a proud man, and his possessiveness towards her was unusually strong. Remembering his words—"If you dare betray me, I'll destroy you"—she couldn't help but shudder.

But why? Did she have to obey him in everything? She wasn't really going to betray him. It wasn't entirely her fault for agreeing to those absurd things before. Ultimately, Ye Qing couldn't shirk responsibility either. Who told him to make her so heartbroken and desperate? Even though she was rational, there were times when she couldn't hold on any longer.

It was after work, the sky was still bright, and a few plane trees swayed in the autumn wind, as if a few leaves might fall at any moment.

The sun was setting, and pale golden light shone through the branches, casting a hazy veil over the young man leaning against the black car. The man's eyes were deep, and the glint in his dark pupils could easily captivate any woman who saw him. He was so handsome and stylish! Those eyes seemed to be constantly electrifying, making it difficult to look directly at him.

However, the man's expression clearly indicated that he was waiting. Who was he waiting for? His girlfriend? What kind of woman could stand beside such an outstanding man?

Ye Fan saw Ye Qing leaning against the car door as he walked out of the company. Shedding his sharp suit, he wore only a black shirt. The top two buttons were casually undone, revealing glimpses of his well-defined, bronzed chest muscles. His perfect proportions, bathed in golden light, made him appear as handsome as Apollo, the sun god. His elegant yet powerful aura was enough to captivate even without seeing his face.

Her heart pounded, a mixture of joy and trepidation.

Walking towards the man's gentle smile, Ye Fan clearly felt the gossipy gazes from all directions. The pressure of public opinion was immense; thankfully, most of the gossipy women in the company had already left, otherwise, she couldn't guarantee she'd leave the company alive tomorrow.

Ye Qing immediately flashed a dazzling smile upon seeing Ye Fan, her sensual lips curving slightly, her mysterious eyes sparkling, radiant and captivating.

Ye Fan inwardly felt a surge of jealousy: Who was she trying to seduce with that lewd smile?

"Why are you here?" She was secretly pleased, but feigned indifference. Sometimes, even she despised her own affectation. But who could resist this man's irresistible charm? If she didn't control herself, who knew how infatuated she'd become!

"I came to pick you up from work. Fan'er, have you missed me?" Ye Qing grabbed her arm as soon as she approached, his manner as anxious as a husband who hadn't seen his newlywed wife for days. Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle. Where was his usual cool and composed demeanor?

Ye Qing laughed too, opening the car door for her. After Ye Fan sat in the passenger seat, he opened the other door and entered.

He turned to Ye Fan, cupped her delicate face, and gently kissed her, forehead to forehead, closing his eyes to breathe in their shared scent, an intimate and warm atmosphere. Only in their private space was he allowed to be close.

"Fan'er, I missed you." A low voice came from her throat, deep and slightly magnetic, like a key that directly unlocked her heart. Such tenderness from her lover was truly touching. Ye Fan was naturally moved.

He reached out and embraced Ye Qing, his voice softening unconsciously in the gentle atmosphere: "Silly boy, it's only been a few hours since we

parted?" "But I don't want to be apart from you for even a minute. I wish I could put you in my pocket so I could see you all the time. My Fan'er, don't you miss me?" Ye Qing buried his face in her fragrant hair, slowly rubbing against it; the soft, silky touch was incredibly endearing.

Ye Fan smiled indulgently. It seemed this boy hadn't "weaned" yet, unable to be without her, his "master," for even a moment! Undeniably, Ye Fan felt satisfied by the man's dependence, especially since this was a cold-hearted man. Vanity was at play. But was this the time for romance? Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she noticed passersby giving her shrewd looks, and quickly concluded,

"Yeah, I miss you too." She really did miss him, though most of the time it was a longing that gnashed her teeth...

"Qing, where are you taking me? I'm hungry." Seeing Ye Qing acting like some kind of animal, Ye Fan gently changed the subject; he probably wouldn't listen to her if she just said she wanted to leave. Besides, she really was a little hungry.

Ye Qing reluctantly let go of her, then bent down to carefully fasten her seatbelt. When he looked up again, a wicked smile played on his lips.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. Although this expression was more in line with his usual style, why did she feel a chill run down her spine...?

Ye Fan had always been a contradictory person; while she had absolutely no resistance to spicy food, she also quite liked bland food. Although her family wasn't well-off when she was young, she had a picky eating habit. She wouldn't mind if she had no other choice, but since someone was treating her, she naturally wanted something that would satisfy her.

She liked things that were refined and appetizing—in short, things that had a perfect combination of color, aroma, taste, and flavor. The delicate and refined nature of Japanese cuisine perfectly suited her discerning palate, and therefore, she didn't hesitate to choose Jiuhexuan, which was only a few blocks from her office.

Ye Qing raised an eyebrow slightly after hearing her unwavering choice, his profile both masculine and sexy. Ye Fan wasn't particularly assertive; sometimes she could even appear indecisive, but these traits were hidden beneath her cool exterior and not easily noticed. Someone like him, who knew her so "deeply," naturally understood her personality.

It was rush hour, so traffic was inevitable, but thankfully, Jiu He Xuan lived nearby, and they arrived at their destination in just over ten minutes.

Full and satisfied, she could maintain an elegant gait. Ye Fan strolled leisurely, savoring the meal. A few drinks had given her a rosy and alluring glow, attracting the attention of several young men, though one of them remained oblivious. Ye Qing, always jealous, was naturally annoyed. He possessively wrapped his strong arm around her slender waist, bringing Ye Fan back to her senses.

"You little vixen, always trying to seduce people!" Ye Qing turned his head, ignoring everyone's stares, and bit her earlobe, finishing by licking it with his bright red tongue. The provocative, slightly erotic gesture made passersby blush.

Ye Fan struggled, but his grip was like an impenetrable wall, firmly imprisoning her petite body in one corner. No matter how much she resisted, she couldn't break free. Just like the love he gave her—domineering, resolute, and devoted.

Seducing people? So what if she seduced them! Just now, who was smiling so alluringly...?

It proved that she really couldn't remain calm in front of Ye Qing. A slow, gentle curve of her lips revealed a full, red mouth that formed a perfect arc. Her bright eyes sparkled, her teeth gleaming white, and her every glance exuded grace and charm. The gentle curve of her lips, like the ripples on a lake in the wind, blended freshness and allure, stirring the hearts of every man.

He felt the surroundings quiet down, and all eyes were scanning him from every direction. Knowing something was amiss, he looked down and saw the woman in his arms smiling seductively, flirting everywhere! How outrageous! Not restraining herself in front of her man? Wasn't she just asking for trouble? Ye Qing's male pride was severely challenged. His inner chauvinist instincts kicked in, and he was filled with a mixture of jealousy and anger, a truly unsettling feeling.

On the other hand, he was also "impressed" by her unique defiance—she was damnably captivating! Only a woman like her deserved to stand beside him.

A wicked smile played on his lips as Ye Qing leaned down, placing one hand on her slender shoulder and the other supporting her legs, scooping her up in his arms.

"Ah!" Ye Fan's face flushed crimson instantly, burying herself tightly in Ye Qing's embrace, refusing to budge. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Qing showed no concern for the consequences, swaggering towards the parking lot with his beautiful woman in his arms.

"Put me down!" Her face buried in the man's broad chest, her breath filled with his possessive scent, and hearing the low laughter above her, Ye Fan's heart pounded wildly, almost leaping out of her throat. So embarrassing!

"No! Who told you to seduce people everywhere? Fan'er, you must remember, you belong to me alone, and only I can appreciate your charm!" He shoved her into the car as he spoke.

"Hey, you're so domineering! Just because I'm charming doesn't mean I have to wear a mask! This is ridiculous—wait, where are we going? I haven't finished speaking yet!"

While she was grumbling, her seatbelt was already fastened. Ye Qing started the engine, the car turned around, and roared out of the parking lot.

"A mask? That's a good idea, worth considering." The man's calm voice accompanied the roar of the BMW, not at all a joke.

"Ugh..." Ye Fan put her hand to her forehead, truly defeated... "You bad man! I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Fan'er, don't speak too soon, worry about yourself first, haha." The man laughed wildly, his dashing and unrestrained handsome face undeniably alluring, but Ye Fan felt an urge to punch him.

"Hmph, just you wait and see!" This domineering man deserved to be taught a lesson, to show him who's the boss, who's the queen!

The man, laughing heartily, was completely oblivious to the undercurrent in the eyes of the seemingly delicate woman beside him, who was secretly anticipating the "good thing" to come!

Who knows who will win or lose in the next round...

BMW arrived at No. 1 Middle School around eight o'clock. Ye Qing and Ye Fan emerged from the parking garage side by side. A few scattered students hurriedly ran in one direction, their indistinct chatter carrying the youthful energy and impulsiveness.

"Hurry up, there are no seats left!"

"I'm already fast, didn't you see I'm wearing high heels?"

"High heels?! Oh no! You stinky woman! Why didn't you remind me... Oh, no, I need to go back and get ready—"

"Shh~ Keep your voice down... Come on, come on! You're already pretty enough, any later and you won't be able to get in~ And even if you do get in, there won't be any seats~"

"Hey, what's the rush! Wait a minute—

"

The girls' dreamy voices faded into the distance, until they were no longer audible. Ye Fan sighed softly. She herself hadn't been so carefree at that age. Youth is wonderful, but when she was young, she never thought to cherish it. She thought there would be tomorrow after today, that every day would be the same, every day so boring. But looking back, she realized it wasn't so meaningless after all. And after many todays, looking back, youth had been lost in her memories, leaving only a lingering dream. Her

shoulders slumped, and she fell into a warm, broad embrace. She slowly raised her head and saw Ye Qing's resolute chin and the warm smile on his lips. Her heart warmed, and she nestled beside him, a smile slowly forming on her lips. No matter how bleak life was, as long as he was by her side, she felt secure.

Sometimes she wondered why such a domineering and cold man could make her feel so at ease...

The banyan trees along the road were lush and verdant, having flourished throughout the summer, and autumn was still on its way. Even the future, though unknown, held promise and would always remain lush and verdant.

"Qing, is there something special about bringing me here?" Perhaps because of the rain last night, the air on campus was fresh, even the breeze seemed to carry a fragrance. Ye Fan was calm, her tone unconsciously gentle. Although Ye Qing's aura was strong now, she was still so approachable to her.

Ye Qing's smile hadn't faded, but a strange glint flashed in her eyes. She pulled Ye Fan along, continuing in one direction. If Ye Fan hadn't been completely focused on Ye Qing, she would have noticed that they were following the same route as the group of young high school students they had just seen.

"Fan'er, are you eager to know?" Ye Qing gently stroked her slender shoulder, his tone teasing. "You'll find out when we get there."

Ignoring his suspense, Ye Fan seemed quite excited. She smiled faintly, and upon closer inspection, her eyes shone with the brilliance of a curious child.

"Fine, don't tell me then. Hmm, let me guess..." Her almond-shaped eyes darted around, searching for clues. After a moment, she smiled brightly. "Are you here for an event? Look, they're all heading that way." Seems like there's something fun going on~

Ye Qing looked down to capture that radiant smile, thinking, what an easily satisfied child. He wondered if the "surprise" that followed would satisfy her... or perhaps, a "shock"?

Ye Fan walked along the familiar path. Perhaps because Ye Qing was with her, she didn't feel the usual sadness and appeared quite calm.

No. 1 Middle School is the best high school in Zhanzhou. Many parents are desperate to get their children into No. 1 Middle School, all for its top college entrance examination pass rate every year. When the Ye family moved from the countryside to Zhanzhou, Ye's parents went to great lengths to get them into No. 1 Middle School.

As for the effort involved, frankly speaking, it didn't have much to do with the Ye family's financial situation. Although the Ye family had always lived in the countryside, Ye's father wasn't content with mediocrity and had been doing business, which grew larger and larger until they had some money when they moved to Zhanzhou. Aside from money, the only other factor was academic performance. Ye Qing's grades were undeniably excellent, consistently ranking first in his grade. Ye Fan, while not at the bottom, didn't have particularly good grades and therefore didn't meet the admission requirements for the school.

One student's grades were impeccable, while the other's were rather disappointing.

Furthermore, Ye Qing, as a sports specialist, brought considerable honor to the school. It was precisely because of this that he received a personal meeting with the then-grade director, who was determined to retain this promising talent. After all, while the school's college entrance rate was high, they had never even reached the finals in any sports competition, whether provincial or international. This highlighted the crucial importance of retaining a student who excelled in both academics and sports.

But Ye Qing was incredibly stubborn, making it clear early on that if the school didn't keep Ye Fan, she wouldn't attend No. 1 High School. Left with no other option, the school had to compromise, as they saw potential in Ye Fan. It was just a pity that this girl lacked the competitive spirit.

Thinking back to Ye Qing's outstanding performance at No. 1 High School, Ye Fan sighed deeply. She was only able to stay at the school because of him; she was truly resentful... Actually, she wasn't interested in such a competitive school...

"It's been many years since I've visited No. 1 High School. Coming today, I've noticed that many places have changed,"

Ye Qing said noncommittally. The small banyan trees by the roadside were still much the same as they had been years ago; over two thousand days had passed, and they didn't even seem to have grown taller—that's no easy feat. As for the changes... He only knew that his heart had been bound to the little woman in his arms ever since then, never wavering. The spacious auditorium of Zhanzhou No. 1 High School was already packed with students. The boys and girls dressed in various styles, but all shared one common characteristic—they were beautiful and fashionable.

In comparison, Ye Fan's plain floral dress seemed too simple, somewhat out of place.

Since reaching a crowded area, Ye Fan had left Ye Qing's embrace, and helplessly, he could only hold her hand and continue walking forward. To be honest, the feeling of holding hands was indescribable, beyond the power of mere happiness. Intertwined fingers with his beloved girl, their hearts intertwined, it felt as if the whole world was in his hands. That kind of luck, that kind of satisfaction, almost made the usually aloof man sigh softly.

Upon entering the venue, a refined young gentleman greeted Ye Qing with a gentle smile. He patted Ye Qing on the shoulder and teased him cheerfully, "You finally arrived! After so many invitations, I've finally managed to get you, my esteemed guest!"

Ye Qing gave a very faint smile and replied, "Of course, I would make time to attend your invitation."

The man curled his lip, suddenly feeling bored. "You've been studying abroad, but you haven't improved at all. Always with that cold face, do you think any girl would be interested in you?"

Ye Fan, standing to the side, shook her head inwardly. It was a good thing this blockhead was always so aloof, otherwise, who knows how many women he would attract!

Only then did the man notice Ye Fan. His eyes lit up, and he looked her up and down, probably mistaking her for Ye Qing's girlfriend.

"Not bad, kid. Finally, a girl likes you! Haha! Little girl, Ye Qing is so cool. I've been wanting to get him to behave himself. He should get his act together better, haha!" He then led the way, saying, "Come on, let's sit down and chat."

After they were seated in the VIP section, the party was about to begin. Ye Fan then realized the purpose of their visit. The man from earlier was Ye Qing's friend, also working at the school, probably a very important figure.

Ye Qing, a once-famous top student, was invited to give a speech, so a seat in the VIP section was understandable. But did she, the "burden," even have a place in the VIP section?

It turned out she did. Whether someone else gave her up was unknown.

There was no time for her to think. The party had already started. The 50th anniversary celebration of the school was extremely extravagant; they had plenty of money. The venue was beautifully decorated and incredibly luxurious. Ye Fan sat inside, filled with endless感慨 (feelings of deep emotion).

The host delivered his opening remarks with great enthusiasm on stage. When he mentioned that a mystery guest would be giving a speech, the atmosphere instantly became lively. Some young girls even screamed and shouted something in a daze. Although it was hard to hear clearly in the noisy atmosphere, the general content could be guessed.

It seemed that the so-called mystery guest was already well-known. Recalling the conversation between the two girls when he arrived, it turned out that Ye Qing was so popular with "kids." It was really hard to see what was so admirable about this blockhead; he was just a wild beast that was always in heat.

Ye Fan thought angrily to himself, and casually reached out to remove the warm hand that had somehow landed on his thigh. This man appeared so proper on the surface, but he was doing such shady things behind the scenes. You really can't judge a book by its cover!

"Oh..." Ye Fan exclaimed, lost in thought. Only after confirming no one was watching did she turn and glare fiercely at Ye Qing, only to see the man raise an eyebrow dismissively, ignoring her anger, and continue his actions.

Of course, thanks to the tablecloth, no one could see the swaying of Ye Fan's plain floral skirt between her legs, nor her efforts to keep her legs tightly closed. They could only see the delicate woman's reproachful glance at the handsome man beside her and the tacit interaction between them. What a well-matched couple... Look, the woman's face is red.

Ye Fan wasn't ashamed of Ye Qing's teasing, but embarrassingly, she was still aroused.

This morning, when she woke up, she heard the man say he was taking her to some program. She had thought it would be a romantic date, but it turned out to be a school anniversary celebration. Not only was there no time for just the two of them, but he was also groping her... Just thinking about it was infuriating!

So Ye Fan suppressed the urge in his lower body, reached out his slender hand, and unexpectedly placed it on Ye Qing's crotch...

Caught off guard by the attack, Ye Qing's brows furrowed slightly, and she almost let out a muffled groan. But her excellent self-control allowed her to adjust her expression in a moment, her heart filled with admiration—no wonder she was the woman he had his eye on; even her way of retaliating was so bold, doing whatever she wanted without any affectation.

Looking at her flushed cheeks, it was obvious why... Of course, Ye Fan had no idea why Ye Qing had brought him here. It wasn't because of a friend's invitation; he usually disdained such boring parties, but that inexplicable dream this morning had made him accept the invitation without hesitation, one he had originally intended to decline.

School... A strong possessiveness and jealousy made him eager to have a go at school. Although they were no longer in junior high school, and the man surnamed Wang had long since disappeared, he still harbored this strange idea, and every time he thought about it, he became extremely excited.

He was definitely the kind of man who was cold on the outside but passionate on the inside! And he had an extraordinary possessiveness!

Men are easily aroused, especially when facing the woman they love. Ye Qing's lower body quickly pitched a tent, his penis bouncing up and down eagerly under the restraint of his underwear. His eyes were dark, and his large hands had already lifted Ye Fan's skirt, reaching the woman's private parts, teasing her through her underwear.

The woman's aroused nectar flowed out, wetting her panties. Despite doing such obscene things, on the surface, they were both impeccably dressed.

The party was in full swing, but in two seats in the VIP section, small movements were constantly taking place, and the atmosphere was gradually heating up.

"Next, please welcome Mr. Ye Qing, a senior from the class of xx, now the president of Shengshi Company, to the stage to share his learning experience and insights on success. Please give him a round of applause!"

Thunderous applause instantly drowned out Ye Fan's enthusiasm. Realizing what she was doing, she blushed crimson with shame. My god! What were they doing? Although Ye Qing had teased her first, she, who had originally intended to get revenge, had shamelessly started teasing him instead. How lewd!

Looking at the tent bulging in his crotch, she felt a mix of shame and schadenfreude. Serves him right, who told this lecherous man to be so horny? Now let's see how he gets on stage.

Ye Qing glanced at her, seeing her irritable little face, and felt a surge of excitement, but under everyone's gaze, he had no choice but to temporarily restrain his "inappropriate" actions.

The sky had long since darkened. Although the auditorium was brightly lit, to create a more mysterious atmosphere and highlight the stage, the lights had naturally been dimmed. Several more lights had been turned on to welcome Ye Qing onto the stage, but under the various colored lights, shadows were naturally present. Furthermore, Ye Qing was dressed in dark-colored clothes, the slightly long hem concealing his erection.

The audience below only saw Ye Qing's stern yet elegant face and his overall imposing presence. Any other inappropriate speculation felt like blasphemy in the face of such a sacred and inviolable figure.

Ye Fan, his face slightly flushed, sat in his seat, watching Ye Qing speak eloquently on stage. At this moment, he was debonair and possessed an exceptional air. What should have been a dry topic became lively under his tutelage, eliciting frequent cheers from the young men and women.

Who would have thought that the usually wooden Ye Qing could be so witty! Who was he pretending to be so aloof for? He was so charming in front of the young girls… (someone completely ignored the young men).

Looking down at himself, his figure was decent, and although his face wasn't the most beautiful, it wasn't bad either. His skin was fair and smooth; while he couldn't compare to a young woman, he wasn't exactly a haggard old woman either. Thinking about it this way, she didn't seem so resentful anymore—actually, she did have some assets.

Just as she was lost in her own random thoughts, she was suddenly disturbed by a commotion. Reflexively looking up, she saw that our "Handsome Ye" had made his glorious exit.

Ye Fan pouted; look at him, so secretly horny!

Recalling the reasons for her own unease, she couldn't help but sigh softly. No matter how well she maintained herself, she couldn't compare to a young girl.

"What are you thinking about, Fan'er?" A deep, magnetic voice gently sounded in her ear—he seemed to particularly enjoy whispering in her ear—Ye Fan turned her head, her cheek brushing against his soft, sensual lips, and her cheeks, which had finally regained their normal color, flushed red again. Couldn't he restrain himself a little in front of so many people?

"What are you doing? So many people are watching!" Ye Fan was a little anxious, after all, she was still feeling guilty.

Ye Qing smiled nonchalantly, "Well, my Fan'er is so beautiful, it's true that others shouldn't see her... Come on, I'll take you somewhere." With that, he took her hand and prepared to leave.

Ye Fan looked around; the next performance had already begun, and most people had turned their attention to the stage. Feeling slightly relieved, she didn't care anymore and let him pull her away from her seat. Anyway, the performances had already been performed, and there was nothing more for them to do.

The two took a shortcut to the back door. Just as they were about to leave, Ye Qing suddenly stopped. A glint flashed in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, carrying a malicious arc. His cold face instantly became incredibly sinister.

Ye Fan asked疑惑地, "Why did you stop?"

Ye Qing lowered his head, a look of anticipation in his eyes, "Fan'er, there's a good show, do you want to watch?"

Knowing his tricks well, she didn't back down. Her eyes widened, a defiant glint in them, "Really? Then let's watch." Who's afraid of who!

So, to outsiders, the seemingly well-matched couple inexplicably turned back to the venue, this time to the very back.

The lighting created a mysterious effect, also helping to keep certain areas quiet. Like some of the seats at the very back of the venue.

To get a clearer view of the performances, students naturally scrambled for seats closer to the front. With Ye Qing, a special guest, present, everyone, whether dreaming of seeing him or simply wanting to catch a glimpse, instinctively wanted to be as close to the front as possible. Therefore, the back, especially some of the less desirable corners, became particularly secluded.

What wasn't an ideal spot for most students, Ye Qing considered the perfect place for a secret rendezvous.

Perhaps this term sounds blunt, but it perfectly describes his current state.

Why did Ye Qing, who had already reached the entrance, pull Ye Fan back into the venue? The answer is simple—the next performance was "Snow White." Such a childish story, such a childish performance, yet he stopped in his tracks simply because someone had performed it before. Those youthful expectations, those erotic dreams that haunted her midnight sleep, all had a chance to come true tonight—a chance to be realized.

Unaware, Ye Fan had already fallen into the hunter's trap, all because of her momentary competitive spirit...

Forced to sit on the man's lap, Ye Fan could only sigh to the heavens, enduring the man's inexplicable passion while inwardly despising herself—what was there to fight for? Agreeing without even knowing what was going on, was she really that reckless in front of Ye Qing?!

"Oh~" The consequence of her inattentiveness was being ambushed. Ye Qing's large, hard penis was already erect, pressing against her private parts. Her simple dress provided him with a perfect opening; even if he penetrated her now, no one might notice.

Although there were still several layers of fabric between them, the intense heat emanating from that enormous, rock-hard member could still be clearly felt reaching her inner thighs, burning into her heart, making her feel numb and infatuated.

"Fan'er, what are you thinking about... Do you want me to fuck you sooner..." The man's sexy, thin lips bit her sensitive earlobe, his voice like a potent aphrodisiac, driving her wild with desire.

Ye Fan, who was feeling annoyed, suddenly turned around with a smile, teasing him, "Yes, it feels so good, I want... to fuck you hard... hehe~" After saying that, she twisted her slender waist, rubbing her buttocks back and forth against his penis a few times, igniting an even fiercer fire, and then nimbly slipped away from his embrace like a swallow.

Ye Qing muttered "enchantress" under her breath, then slowly sat up straight and suddenly said, "Sister, you used to dress up as Snow White, don't you remember?"

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow, tried hard to recall, a suspicious blush appearing on her face,

and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Back in junior high? I think I did it once. I didn't expect you to remember something from so long ago." Ye Qing smiled, a smile that was indescribably bright, yet also contained something Ye Fan couldn't understand. A sudden jolt of unease washed over her.

Sure enough, Ye Qing continued, "Of course I remember, you were so beautiful, hehe, I was completely captivated. I was thinking..." Ye Qing paused deliberately, took her small hand and held it in her large palm, her deep eyes fixed on her, and continued, "If I could pin you down and fuck you hard, that feeling, tsk tsk, would be absolutely wonderful..." She finished, making a very enjoyable expression.

Provoked, Ye Fan snapped, "You're vulgar!"

Her voice was quite loud, and several students in the front row turned to look for the source of the sound. Quick-witted, Ye Fan tucked her hand into her thick hair behind her ear, pretending to answer a phone call, and said slowly, "Okay, that's enough. Bye-bye, I'll remember."

The crisis averted, Ye Qing was unimpressed, only expressing admiration for her actions: "Fan'er, why were you so nervous? The others don't even know us. But you're quite the liar, aren't you? Do you often lie to me like this, hmm?"

"Ye Qing, stop slandering people! Who's as lewd as you!"

"Hmph, lewd? Hmm, let me see who's really lewd—" With that, his large hand moved with lightning speed, instantly covering her private parts, grasping the wetness through her panties. "Hmm... what's flowing here, sister? Your lower body is soaking wet, and you still call me lewd?"

"You..." Ye Fan was furious and embarrassed, squeezing her legs together and twisting and struggling, but his large hand seemed to be attached to her private parts, and she couldn't move it away. Instead, she squeezed tighter and tighter, and finally he simply started teasing her through her panties.

"What? Huh? Why aren't you saying anything? Look at you, you've become so 'vulgar,' clinging to my hand and unwilling to let go..."

Ye Fan laughed angrily, letting his five fingers roam freely over her flower-like opening, saying, "Don't you want it? You must be 'vulgar' now too! Before, even if you wanted it, you could only dream about it, and even if you were vulgar, it was still just a thought, so I forgive you." Anyway, back then he only dared to think about it.

"Fan'er, you're so smart, I was just dreaming..." Once again, she was enveloped in the man's broad embrace.

When you're young, everyone has all sorts of strange dreams. That bizarre world is full of rich fantasies; what should be done, what shouldn't be done, what can be achieved, what can't be achieved, can all be accomplished in dreams.

In most people's eyes, perhaps the most inappropriate thing they've ever dreamed of is that thing.

"What did you say?" A soft female voice came from in front of him, tinged with uncertainty and caution, and of course, the dangerous stillness before an impending storm.

But at this moment, he only wanted to sigh, excitedly and happily.

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