Sister's Secret II Cohabitation Story

Blood ties are a wondrous relationship.

Of the hundreds of millions of lives in the world, each is a completely different individual, with only a very few connected by blood.

Blood ties allow us to naturally and selflessly rely on and protect each other; an invisible bond tightly
connects our souls, weaving an inseparable emotional tapestry.

Ironically, blood ties often sever the most sincere feelings of love in our hearts…

*** *** *** ***

“Mom, are you kidding me?”

My voice cracked with excitement, and my hands trembled uncontrollably.

“Even if my sister gets into T University, she doesn’t need to move in with me, does she?”

“But she’s still young, and she’s a girl. It’s dangerous for her to live alone. Living in the same household as you
would allow you to look after each other. I’ve already talked to the landlord. Your roommate is moving out this semester,
right? It’s perfect for your sister to move in.”

“But…but…but…but…” I stammered, completely flustered.

"If you, as the older brother, don't take care of your younger sister, who will? If you don't care about sibling affection, do
n't blame me for not caring about mother-son affection. You'll have to figure out your own tuition and living expenses next semester."

Hearing about tuition and living expenses, I immediately became respectful.

"Actually, taking care of my younger sister is my duty. As the older brother, it's my inescapable responsibility.
Living

is something I long for, I wish she would move in tomorrow!" "Very good. You've lived away from home for a few years now, and you've finally matured. I'm very pleased. It's
settled then. Your sister will move in this weekend."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I obey. Please take care, Your Majesty." I said in a high-pitched voice.

"Hmm, Little Zheng, you may leave now."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Next to the school, a dilapidated and messy late-night noodle shop.

"Everyone else is living with their girlfriends, having sex every night, living a carefree and happy life."

Ah-Hao flicked his cigarette ash with a flourish, shoveling a mouthful of braised pork rice covered in ash, and said disdainfully, "You're a
senior in college, you're already in your forties, and you've actually fallen so low as to live under the same roof as your sister? Have you
been watching too many 'Sister Princess' movies?"

"That's not how it works. If I, as the older brother, don't take care of my sister, who will? If I don't care about
brotherly and sisterly affection, wouldn't I be a beast worse than a pig or a dog!"

Xiao-Ding calmly sipped his Taiwan Beer and asked casually, "Actually, all that stuff doesn't matter. The most important
thing is... is your sister a hottie or not?"

Two expectant eyes shot over at him at the same time.

"Of course she's a genuine, undeniably beautiful girl!"

I declared solemnly, "I dare say no woman is more deserving of the title 'beautiful girl' than my sister! Our
family name is Zheng, and she's my sister, so of course she's a true 'Zheng sister'."

Ahao and Xiaoding simultaneously turned their heads, gazing at the sky at a 45-degree angle, where a leaf drifted down from the horizon.

"Wishing you and your sister a blissful life, a life that only the immortals envy..."

Carrying my takeout wonton noodles, I walked home alone, my feelings incredibly complex.

Honestly, I really wasn't sure if my sister was truly beautiful. Since starting university, I hadn't been home often
, and the number of times I'd seen her could be counted on one hand. Those brief encounters or few words hadn't left any deep impression; she
seemed no different from any other high school girl.

In my memory, my younger sister was pretty with delicate features and a regular face . She was about 165 cm tall,
and if I were to use a gua bao (a type of steamed bun) as a metaphor, she would be lean meat sandwiched with a piece of braised pork—refreshing yet slightly greasy. Even if she wasn't a beauty , she certainly wasn't 　　an ugly duckling. Sigh, what business is it of yours if a breeze ripples the surface of a pond? 　　Even if my sister were an incredibly beautiful woman, as her brother, I wouldn't benefit from it. 　　As the old saying goes, "Even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs." 　　Even an ugly duckling wouldn't starve to the point of devouring her own older brother, would she? 　　　　*** *** *** *** *** 　　Weekend morning, 6:30 　　AM. The doorbell rang wildly, waking me up. I opened the door a crack, and a pink figure darted in. 　　"Come help me with the luggage!" Xiaoru said, leaning on her hips. 　　Forcing my eyes open, still half-asleep, I carefully examined my long-unseen sister. 　　Her slightly chubby figure, as I remembered it, had become slender and graceful. Her thin, oval face was free of any extra weight, and her large eyes and pink lips were above average. While her light makeup didn't make her stunningly beautiful, it possessed a youthful charm, and her cute little tiger teeth added to her budding beauty, retaining a touch of innocent innocence. 　　Her wavy short hair was refreshing and adorable, and her shorts and t-shirt made her look youthful and radiant. Her shapely waistline was undeniable , and her full breasts, seemingly untouched by the baby fat, remained proudly erect. At this moment, I had to admit that my sister was a beautiful young woman who could make any man's heart flutter. 　　"Wow! You have so much luggage!" 　　"There's a whole carload of stuff in the back." Xiaoru glared at me, pouting, and casually tossed me two incredibly heavy duffel bags. 　　It took the entire morning to unload and set off the young lady's luggage. 　　"Dormitory User Agreement: 1. No dirty underwear or smelly socks left lying around. 2. Always keep the toilet seat closed. 3. No bringing weirdos home. 4. ...57. Proper garbage sorting is essential." 　　My sister pulled out a dormitory user agreement thicker than a dictionary and made me put my fingerprint on it. 　　"That's about it for now. Oh, and you're not allowed to peek at me showering, okay?" 　　Hey! Hey! 　　This is my dorm room for three years, and I'm practically the head of the household, right? How can I tolerate this disrespect?! 　　"Oh, and just a heads-up, Mom said if you dare bully me, she'll immediately cut off my allowance." Xiaoru lay on the sofa, crossed her legs, and sipped her iced cola, speaking casually. 　　What?! 　　I never thought my sister's appearance would become so cute, her breasts would grow bigger, and even her personality would become twisted, lacking any respect for elders.

"Respecting the virtuous is one thing, but threatening my brother with an imperial edict is another. The world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.

" "Brother, what are you muttering about?"

"Nothing, I'm just thinking about dinner. What would you like to eat,

Miss?" "What good food is there?"

I said humbly, "Would you like the famous braised pork rice with egg and meatball soup downstairs, or the
renowned all-you-can-eat plain noodles across the street?"

"Both sound awful."

"How could they be? They're award-winning restaurants nearby."

"Let's order pizza delivery. I'm too lazy to go out tonight." Xiaoru pouted, "To celebrate
my housewarming, of course, brother will pay."

"Yes, ma'am..."

I touched my thin wallet, starting to worry about my future.

*** *** *** ***

Morning.

I brushed my teeth sleepily, glancing at the pink bra hanging in the bathroom.

Hmm, it's probably a C cup. You can't tell it's that big from the outside. The style is a bit too innocent,
lacking a little sexiness. Adding more lace would be better.

Wow, the padding feels really nice.

"Pervert! Bro, why did you steal my bra?!"

"Hey, you hung your bra here yourself, and now you're accusing me of stealing it."

"You big pervert!" Xiaoru hid the bra behind her back, cursing incessantly.

Humph! I'm not using it for masturbation. Do you think touching your bra will give me a contagious disease? "

Is all this yelling and screaming really that serious? What if Old Wang next door misunderstands and thinks I'm sexually assaulting his sister, and even
goes to the police as a vigilante, or even accidentally makes the Apple Daily? That would be a disaster...

" "Pervert! Pervert! Pervert!" Xiaoru shouted angrily, her cheeks flushed. "You better
put away those pornographic DVDs in your room first! They're piled up everywhere, and you still dare to say you're not a pervert."

"Why are you in my room?" I said angrily. "The dormitory rules... um... which article...
which clause... doesn't it say that you can't trespass on other people's rooms?"

"Hmph! First of all, the rules only apply to you, they don't apply to me. Secondly,
if it weren't for the disgusting stench coming from your room, making me want to vomit, I wouldn't have any interest in entering your
filthy pigsty."

Actually, my fear wasn't unfounded.

The room was overflowing with pornographic videos and books, including newly purchased "My Sister's Secret" and "My Sister's Moe Diary," among other
sister-themed masterpieces. If Xiaoru saw this, who knows what kind of inaccurate comments she'd make? And let me clarify,
I collected these purely because I admire the actresses; it's absolutely not because I have any romantic feelings about forbidden sibling relationships.

"With the room this messy, what girl would dare go in?"

Xiaoru sneered. "Brother, are you still a virgin?"

"Pah! I've slept with countless women, partying every night. My nickname is 'Little Pervert Zhou Botong,' I'm
the enemy of all the girls in this school, and the idol of all the boys."

"So, do you have a girlfriend now?"

"Um...um...perfect...no...no." I answered calmly.

Xiaoru gave me a look of disdain.

"I'm only keeping my virginity for now because of my dream girl. Otherwise, with my talent, I
'd probably have girlfriends by the ton."

"You think it's harvesting? By the ton? Nonsense!"

Hmph! How can a summer insect discuss ice? How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?

Qiaowei, my dream girl who haunts my thoughts, is also the number one beauty at T University.

She is absolutely incomparable to Xiaoru, a street vendor's girl.
She has a model-like slender figure, a fairy-like face, and most captivatingly, Qiaowei's elegant and refined temperament.

On my first day at T University, I was captivated by Qiaowei, falling madly in love with her, even joining
the incredibly boring Love Music Club because of it.

Because of Qiaowei's beauty, countless ignorant young men joined the Love Music Club, just to catch a glimpse of her
. In fact, because the Love Music Club's static activities didn't allow for much interaction with Qiaowei, as time went on, many
people realized the reality and were completely disappointed, preferring to peek outside the club office rather than join.

One by one, the boys succumbed to the fatigue bombardment of classical music, including my buddies Ahao and
Xiaoding . Now, I was left alone to endure the torment of classical music. Many unsuspecting friends even mistakenly
thought I had fallen in love with Beethoven and Mozart.

Of course, I knew I was definitely not good enough for Qiaowei, and she wouldn't be interested in a
nobody like me. But as long as I could look at my goddess from afar, I was content.

My happiest moments were the weekly music club activities, where I resisted the hypnotic influence of classical music while admiring Qiaowei's sweet
smile, and even managed to chat with her for a few minutes...

"Hey, bro, if you want to fantasize, please go to your room and hug your blanket. I
need to brush my teeth and wash my face now."

"Damn it, you're so arrogant just because you have a C-cup. One day, when I date a G-cup girl, let's see
how long you can keep up your arrogance." I couldn't help but complain under my breath.

"What are you muttering about again?"

"Nothing, I just said the bathroom floor is slippery, little sister, be careful."

With a servile look, I slowly retreated from the bathroom.

*** *** *** ***

The campus was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

The grand event of the first week of school, the school's finest tradition, the Freshman Dance.

It usually expanded to include side events like a freshman barbecue, a freshman bowling tournament, a freshman shrimp fishing tournament, and a freshman
mahjong tournament—a fine tradition that could last a whole week.

Of course, it was also the best opportunity for lecherous upperclassmen to prey on innocent freshmen!

Following Ah-hao, I feasted my eyes on the freshmen's vibrant beauty. The invincible flowers of youth were indeed tempting, especially
their innocent and naive nature, oblivious to the dangers of the world, which secretly pleased the notorious upperclassmen.

"This year's freshmen are pretty good," Ahao said, glancing around.

"Yeah, yeah," I replied, trying to steal glances at a certain hot girl's swaying breasts.

As I was admiring the sleeveless miniskirts of the freshmen, a sudden, blinding light
fell , eclipsing the group of beauties. The dazzling freshmen paled in comparison. Qiaowei stood elegantly in
front of the Philharmonic Society's booth in front of the gymnasium.

Her perfectly proportioned figure, a captivating blend of intellect and sensuality,
was incomparable to those vulgar, cleavage-baring, and brainless hot freshmen.

"I'm recruiting for the club," Qiaowei said, holding a flyer for "Experiencing the Beauty of Classical Music."

The air was filled with the elegant fragrance of lilies, and her casual smile was like a warm
spring day, making my heart bloom.

"Do you need my help?" Those simple words circled in my mouth again and again, but I couldn't
get them out. I could only stand there, grinning shyly.

After five minutes of facial muscle spasms and my whole body trembling, Ah-hao abruptly pulled me away.

"Ah-hao, why are you pulling me away? I rarely talk to Qiao-wei." Only when I was fifty
meters did I finally regain the ability to speak and think normally.

"You're clearly just grinning like an idiot. It'll be bad if she finds out you're mentally challenged."

"Hasn't the dance already started? Where are you going?"

"You won't admit you're mentally challenged. The dance is all about the handsome guys from the dance club showing off their skills to pick up girls, or perverts trying to take
advantage of the situation and sexually harass women." Ahao asked, "Can you dance? Or do you want to be a pervert?"

"Then what am I doing here?"

Suppressing my desire to be a pervert, I asked impatiently, "These streetlights around here have been broken for ages and have
n't fixed. It's pitch black, what's there to do?"

"I really wonder how you even made it to your senior year. You don't even know this place!" Ahao looked at me
incredulously a low voice, "This is the famous home plate area,
a holy land for upperclassmen to hit home runs."

"The real pros hooked up with freshmen right at the dance entrance. Countless hot freshmen
were swept off their feet tonight; there were so many erotic scenes to watch!" Ah-hao, drooling, showed off his
binoculars.

The lecherous description made even me excited.

Under the dim moonlight, passionate men and women were tightly intertwined, boldly performing explicit
acts, occasionally punctuated by deliberately suppressed, seductive moans. Although it lacked the high quality of a DVD and wasn't
carefully selected material, it still felt incredibly immersive.

Looks like I should find some adult films to watch when I get home.

"Aren't we getting too close?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Silly boy, you don't understand the essence of outdoor sex is the tense thrill of being spied on at any moment. We're basically helping
everyone have sex, it's a very sacred mission."

"Really? I think we're pretty much like perverts at a dance party..."

"Hey! Watch out at eight o'clock, another hot girl is about to start a battle!"

The fluorescent pink top was short and narrow, the orange bikini was sexy and revealing, her incredibly hot waist and
buttocks completely exposed, her perky breasts were stretched taut in the short top, with an explosive allure, the white lotus
leaf skirt flowed as if it would fly up at any moment, and the knee-length purple fishnet stockings were sexy to the point of being a little obscene.

"She's definitely a top-notch hot girl, her body is hot enough."

The man hugged the hot girl's slender waist, his hands restlessly moving up and down, the hot female body tumbling, showing off her alluring
body lines, her pert buttocks were extremely dynamic and undulating under the kneading of his strange hands, the sexy
panties and the spring scenery under her skirt were extremely tempting.

The hot girl, feigning resistance, swayed her alluring figure, her camisole barely concealing her voluptuous body. Her orange bikini
was open, revealing her firm, pink breasts that bounced elastically. The girl slowly rolled onto the man, letting his large
hands roam freely. They passionately kissed, her short, alluring hair flowing, sweet moans rising and falling.

Even we, the onlookers, were aroused. The man, naturally, couldn't resist any longer. Just as he impatiently
unbuckled his belt, preparing to put on a show for us, the hot girl forcefully pushed him

away. He grabbed her hands and pressed his entire body against hers.

"He's going to get hard! This kind of dramatic scene is more interesting than simple mutual affection."

However, I couldn't be as carefree as Ah Hao; instead, I felt a strong unease…

Xiao Ru!?

Actually, due to the angle, I couldn't see her face at all, but a strange feeling welled up inside me, making it impossible
to suppress the panic that surged through my heart.

Driven by passion, I disregarded my role as a spy and rushed towards them.

The elaborate and extravagant attire almost completely altered the girl's appearance, especially the way her eyes welled with tears , conveying
extreme fear. Yet, that sexy yet adorable face was none other than my sister's!

"Let her go!" I yelled, grabbing the other man's collar.

"Who are you?" the blond thug asked, looking surprised.

"I'm her brother!"

he scoffed, shaking off my hand.

"Damn it, if you're too scared to play around, don't come out and play with people. Pretending to be innocent at the end, and even asking your brother to be your protector. You
two should just go home and play house."

Actually, I've always been a pacifist.

I've always believed that violence is merely a way to obfuscate problems, offering no real benefit.
Of course, most importantly, I don't know how to fight.

"Bang!" But I couldn't help myself and struck back...

I don't remember how many punches I got, I only vaguely remember Ah Hao pulling us apart. This commotion attracted the attention of
dozens , and we probably unintentionally saved the virginity of several innocent girls.

Along the way, Xiao Ru didn't say a word, just silently kept her head down.

My sister's makeup was incredibly sexy; her super high-heeled sandals made her figure appear slender, her glittery
eyelashes were curled and sparkling, and her thick purple eyeshadow was bold and unrestrained, like a horny, wanton little wildcat.

Carrying Xiaoru, who had sprained her ankle, across the quiet moonlit campus, I couldn't help but glance back at
my sister, whose every move exuded femininity, so different from her usual self.

"Hehe, brother's so useless, he can't even fight!"

Xiaoru, her face pale and her eyes brimming with tears, shook her head repeatedly.

"Ru, brother doesn't want to lecture you, and I have no right to lecture you."

I gave Xiaoru a merciless slap on her plump, round bottom, the soft mound making a crisp sound, and her
delicate body trembled slightly.

"I hope you can cherish yourself and protect yourself. The thought of you possibly encountering danger outside
really . If you're bullied, brother will be heartbroken."

The harsh slap gradually turned into a gentle one; it was less of a punishment and more of a comforting gesture. Xiaoru finally couldn't hold back her
tears , the glistening tears smudging her delicate eyeshadow, leaving two streaks on her fair face.

"I just wanted to have some fun, I never intended to...make...sex..."

Xiaoru hugged my shoulders tightly from behind, her pink face pressed against my neck.

"I'm sorry, brother, I won't do it again."

A strange yet familiar feeling welled up inside me. I was indeed holding my familiar sister, yet I kept having this
strange illusion of embracing a strange girl.

Her shoulders were covered in bruises, and I lovingly stroked the bruised skin. Seeing the several prominent
scratches I couldn't help but gently kiss the cute red swellings, tenderly caring for my sister who was like an injured kitten.

Until my sister fell asleep in my arms.

*** *** *** ***

The next day.

Xiaoru's attire returned to its usual simple and pure style, her alluring charm vanished without a trace.

On the surface, I didn't mention anything about the freshman dance, as if nothing had happened, but in my heart,
I couldn't help but recall Xiaoru's stunning beauty.

Her alluring figure seemed deeply imprinted in my mind, reminding me unintentionally that what was surprising
wasn't my sister's captivating beauty and figure, but rather her image so different from her own. An indescribable
feeling seemed to secretly take root in my heart, making it impossible for me to ignore.

The bathroom light was on.

The showerhead gushed water with a loud splash, mingling with my sister's melodious singing. The door wasn't locked.

Of course, we're siblings, why lock the door?

I silently relieved myself at the toilet, then casually picked up the orange underwear from the laundry basket. It was a sexy bikini made of minimal fabric
, a simple structure made of knotted rope, passionate and bold yet not vulgar, full of summer charm. However, I
couldn't completely be at ease facing my sister's intimate clothing; a strange emotion choked in my chest.

"Phew, that felt so good."

The shower curtain was suddenly lifted, steam billowing out. I saw Xiaoru facing me, and we both froze.

Her fair skin, tinged with pink, blended into a captivating and enchanting hue. Transparent water droplets rolled across her body, their crystalline
radiance shining through. Her full, prominent breasts, undisguised, swayed and bounced like ripe fruit, seemingly
unaffected by gravity, standing erect and round, so delicious it was almost unbelievable.

Cherry-pink skin, lush pubic hair, plump hips and legs, delicate shoulders and a graceful waist—a breathtaking
panorama unfolded before my eyes. The hazy mist added to the dreamlike, dreamlike atmosphere, making
me wonder if it was all just my imagination.

"Pervert! Aaaaaah!"

Xiaoru shoved me against the toilet, then covered her beautiful curves, screaming loudly.

"I'm sorry," I apologized loudly through the door.

However, my physical reaction was uncontrollable; the intense swelling filling my shorts was an unprecedented experience.

Back in my room, the erotic scene from earlier was still vividly imprinted in my memory. In a daze, I unconsciously
gripped my lower body, the surging pleasure almost causing me to faint.

Staring at the image of a blonde, blue-eyed, busty woman on the computer screen, I focused intently on rubbing my erect penis, my stubborn desire
proving difficult to satisfy. Suddenly, the image in my mind flashed to my sister emerging from the bath.

Terrified, I tried to shake off the inappropriate image, but my burning desire reacted particularly strongly to it
; the intense pleasure pounding against my core nearly brought me to ejaculation, a tingling sensation coursing through my entire body.

Xiaoru swayed her hips and slowly walked towards me.

"Brother, my nipples are hard, and it's so itchy."

My sister, blushing, took off her thin, transparent top, revealing her mature and voluptuous body. Shaking
her white, tender breasts, she boldly bent her legs, her lustful pink vulva opening before my eyes. The dreamlike color and
novelty felt like a secret realm never before explored, from which thick, milky-white nectar flowed.

"Brother, I'm wet down there, I really want your penis."

Xiaoru twisted her waist violently, her jade fingers completely spreading open her shameful parts, moaning softly, "
Oh , brother, it feels so good to be penetrated by your big penis, it's so hot and hard, it feels like it's going to
break me somewhere, oh, I can't take it anymore, oh!"

Finally, I, immersed in my fantasies, completely released my inappropriate lust...

*** *** *** ***

I went into the convenience store and bought a Warcraft monthly card.

Facing my impulsive outburst a few weeks ago, I felt genuinely a little embarrassed. Perhaps it's
the tragedy of being a shut-in; I've unconsciously become so indiscriminate, even my sister has become an object of my sexual fantasies.

As the old saying goes, "A shut-in for two or three years, and your sister will be as beautiful as Diao Chan."

So, I decided to become even more of a shut-in, to reach the ultimate state of "desirelessness" for shut-ins.

Being addicted to online games is probably a key indicator of a shut-in. I started to become completely
absorbed in World of Warcraft, neglecting sleep and meals, and the results were remarkable
. Besides the risk of expulsion due to excessive skipping of classes, and the aftereffects of severe malnutrition and sleep deprivation, my inexplicable fantasies about Xiaoru have indeed decreased to a minimum.

"Excuse me, would you like to collect 555 yuan to exchange for a Hello Kitty plush toy?"
The cute female clerk at the convenience store smiled and recited the latest promotional information.

"Then I'll add this 'World of Warcraft Domination? Farming to Death? Complete Collection' too."

"Thank you for your patronage. Please draw a gift roll."

From the simple, thick cardboard box, I pulled out a dazzling, gleaming gold
gift roll with a mirrored 3D finish. It read: "

Chitti Cat Tortoise Shell Binding Gold Limited Edition."

"This…is…it's…Chitti?" Three lines appeared on my face.

"Ahhhhh! Congratulations, it's an ultra-limited edition!" The clerk screamed at an octave higher.

"I don't want this. Can I get a normal one?"

"Excuse me, this is an extremely rare limited edition! One in a million chance! It's
the king of Chitti Cat figurines. It's already sold for over ten thousand on eBay."

I took the gift roll from the clerk's trembling, touched hand and left, completely bewildered.

Saturday evening.

My sister stayed home, bored and with nothing to do.

"Oh right, I just went to the convenience store and randomly won some kind of 'Chitti Cat Tortoise Shell Binding Gold
Limited Edition' thing..."

Before I could finish speaking, my sister had already sprinted up to me at top speed.

"Where's the plush toy?" Xiaoru asked expectantly.

"Because it's so precious, it will be
air-shipped directly to Taiwan by the Asian branch of Chitti Cat Corporation in three days, and then I'll be notified to pick it up."

I faithfully relayed the clerk's words with a blank expression.

"Hand over the magazine!"

"No! I heard it can sell for over ten thousand online."

"Every morning you sleep in, who wakes you up? You lost your midterm notes, who found them in
the trash for you? And who lent you money to pay your motorcycle ticket last month?"

Pretending not to hear my sister's words, I made a last-ditch effort to raise the auction price to ten thousand.

"Otherwise, I'll expose all your embarrassing stories about having wet dreams in elementary school and bedwetting in middle school!" Her face contorted with malice, her brows
furrowed with murderous intent, Xiaoru threatened fiercely.

Kneeling down, I cried and pleaded, "Please wait three more days, Miss, and I'll offer you my offering with both hands."

"Good girl~ good girl, that's a good girl." Gently patting my head, like patting a loyal guard dog,
my sister hummed a tune and walked triumphantly towards the bathroom.

Probably going to have a relaxing beauty bath.

Looking at Xiaoru's smiling face, the disappointment in my heart was actually mixed with a sense of relief.

My brother's dignity, zero dollars; the Hello Kitty lottery ticket from the convenience store, 555 dollars;
the limited edition Hello Kitty turtle shell design, 10,000 dollars; sibling affection, priceless.

But, just as I was basking in this sibling affection, a certain evil thought suddenly invaded my mind.

Xiaoru is going to take a bath!

A hyper-realistic image of my sister's naked body flashed into my mind, triggering an immediate physical reaction. Long-dormant
wicked desires suddenly overwhelmed my reason, rendering me helpless. Moreover, my long-term reclusive lifestyle hadn't
suppressed these lewd urges; my heart pounded even harder than before.

No way… I need to grind hero dungeons… I need to farm… I need to fight in the arena… I need a level three forging hammer… I need to solo a pill…

Peeping at my own sister taking a bath, am I even human?!

"It wasn't peeping! You just happened to walk into the bathroom," a mysterious voice in my mind suddenly interjected.

Not peeping? Just happened?

The mysterious voice continued to persuade, "Yes, just happened to pass by, just happened to see."

That seems to make sense. We share a bathroom; I have the right to use it anytime.
Seeing it is unavoidable. Is there really a brother in the world who intentionally looks at his sister's naked body?

A loud clapping sound came from the mysterious voice beside me.

No, I absolutely cannot do something so immoral.

"Hehe, Xiaoru is probably washing her breasts right now, they're so big and round, I really want to take a bite..." The mysterious
voice was shameless.

I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person. I'm not a siscon, I'm a policeman!

Just when I finally made up my mind to uphold the proper brother-sister relationship and never be a beast in human form, I found
myself standing at the bathroom door, about to push it open.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and I could vaguely see Linglong's figure. My excitement was at its peak.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoru, please forgive your brother, I really didn't mean to peep." I sincerely
confessed to myself while trying hard not to let my nose bleed.

I saw my sister dressed neatly, combing her hair...

"Brother, do you need to go to the bathroom? Wait five minutes, let me comb my hair." Xiaoru skillfully combed her pretty
short hair while applying foam hairspray.

"Mmm." I replied expressionlessly.

I stood alone in the bathroom, staring at the toilet for five minutes, inhaling the faint lingering fragrance. Feeling utterly dejected,
I was about to return to my room to watch some porn and release some pent-up emotions when I saw Xiaoru sitting brazenly in the living room.

My sister was wearing a sleeveless, see-through top that revealed her alluring, voluptuous body. Completely unrestrained by a bra,
her . Her shorts were shorter and tighter than typical hot pants, with a raised hem and sloping sides, making
them practically indistinguishable from underwear.

Her unguarded beauty made me stop in my tracks. She was also applying some strange, transparent lotion
to her body, revealing her beautiful curves. Her smooth, oily skin shone with an obscene sheen, and her otherwise youthful and
healthy body exuded an indescribable lewd atmosphere.

"What is that? It's greasy and disgusting," I said insincerely.

"Hmph, you wouldn't understand even if I told you," Xiaoru said. "By the way, brother, come help me hold my feet down."

So, the slender and sexy younger sister began doing sit-ups in front of her brother.

"Sit-ups are the best for slimming your tummy."

Holding her shapely calves, her firm breasts swayed violently before my eyes. The alluring cleavage was clearly
visible through the wide neckline, and her breasts, almost bursting out, displayed an even more three-dimensional and sexy allure due to the vigorous movements.
Every time the younger sister arched her upper body, I almost had the illusion that she was going to bump into me.

"After about twenty reps, you'll feel like your stomach is on fire. It's very effective!"

Actually, a fire was burning in my lower abdomen, a raging lust.

Her shapely buttocks swayed back and forth, a posture that stirred inappropriate thoughts in me, especially with my panting sister occasionally letting out seductive moans. Beads of sweat appeared on her soft skin, and the shape of her full, intimate flesh
was clearly visible beneath the shorts covering her buttocks, rendering her see-through clothes almost useless. 　　I tried to convince myself that I wasn't lustful towards her, but simply infatuated with Xiaoru's beautiful body, a pure attraction between male and female instincts. In reality, the intoxicating pleasure had completely conquered me, and I unconsciously crossed the line to caress her delicate body, exploring the limits of her tolerance, indulging in the sweet sensation. 　　My fingers lightly brushed across her lower abdomen, clearly feeling the sway of her slender waist. The intensely alluring heat lured me to continue my mischief around her tempting buttocks and legs, my lewd gaze fixed on the rising and falling of her beautiful features , my restless penis already painfully hard. 　　Perhaps out of a guilty conscience, I felt that Xiaoru had seen through my impure intentions, but the usually willful girl didn't say much, only letting out a few whispered words mixed in with her moans. 　　Her earlobes were flushed red, Xiaoru's pink neck was tinged with an alluring color, and her petite body trembled slightly. 　　Seeing my sister's struggling appearance, I felt pity, and I forcefully cut off the throbbing of the mysterious voice in my heart, the perverse conflict gradually subsiding... 　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Carrying my dream item, a Chitty cat doll. 　　The big-headed cat paired with the gorgeous tortoise shell binding, and the dazzling and luxurious gold accents, it was truly the ultimate combination of art. Just thinking about my sister's bright smile when she received the doll made me smile involuntarily. 　　As I happily returned home, suddenly a beautiful figure descended from the sky and entered my field of vision. 　　"Hey Zheng, what a coincidence! It's been weeks! Wait, is this the limited edition gold collectible of the Kitty Cat turtle-bound figure?" Qiaowei's bright eyes widened, even her usually gentle and graceful tone became a bit sharp. 　　Trying my best to put on a natural smile, I nodded awkwardly like a robot. 　　"Wow! I was trying to collect the whole set of figures, eating convenience store meals for every meal, but I still didn't get this limited edition, hehe." 　　Her long hair fluttered in the wind, Qiaowei was so beautiful it was almost blinding. 　　"You haven't been to the club gathering for three weeks. Last week it was your favorite Mozart." 　　Barely avoiding her mesmerizing gaze, I suppressed a tremor and said, "Lately, I've been playing Warcraft... no , I've been busy studying." 　　"I didn't realize you were so diligent. It's good to participate in club activities occasionally to relax; everyone misses you." Qiaowei's tone even had a hint of teasing. 　　"A limited edition, that's great! Can I borrow it next time?" 　　In an instant, her captivatingly sweet smile pierced my heart like an arrow, making my heart stop. I stammered , "...Qiao...Wei..." 　　Qiao Wei blinked her incredibly long eyelashes, her star-like eyes casting a question mark. 　　"This...doll...is it...for you?" 　　"Ah! How could I accept this? It's such a precious thing..." 　　"I just randomly picked it. If you like it, please take it." A rush of blood to my head, and everything in front of me turned red. I could clearly hear my heart pounding wildly. 　　"Ah Zheng, thank you so much! I really love Hello Kitty, thank you." 　　Staring at Qiao Wei's smiling face, I turned around stiffly, my arms and legs trembling. Unexpectedly, a slender hand grabbed my arm and pulled me back. 　　"Ah Zheng, would you like to come out for dinner with me next weekend as a thank you gift?" 　　Hearing those last few words, I almost fainted. I felt like I was about to explode, as if I were walking on clouds , light and limp, with no strength left. 　　Before I even opened the door, Xiaoru rushed out. 　　"Brother, it must be so hot outside! You must be exhausted. Want some iced cola?" 　　Xiaoru sat gracefully in the entryway, greeting me, drenched in sweat. 　　"I specially made your favorite deluxe assorted spaghetti, and some fragrant and crispy fried chicken, and a super spicy hot pot! Tonight, let's have a wonderful feast!" 　　Suddenly, I plummeted from the paradise of my dreams into the depths of hell. 　　"Where's the plush toy?" Xiaoru asked. "Oh, you kept it in your bag, right? Hmm, experts say direct sunlight can cause the toy to deteriorate and the paint to fade. I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful." 　　"Uh... well..." 　　"Brother, don't keep me in suspense! I may not say it, but I'm really touched." 　　Xiaoru smiled sweetly, took my hand, and lowered her head, looking a little shy. 　　"Since we moved here, you've been taking care of me. Although you can be a bit unreliable sometimes, I feel your kindness . And this time you willingly gave me such a wonderful gift. I'm so happy." 　　"Thank you." Xiaoru suddenly planted a light kiss on my cheek. 　　I felt like a computer that had been unplugged, completely shut down, desperately trying to find excuses, like I'd encountered a crazy Chip 'n' Roll fan on the street and been robbed, or the plane had crashed and the shipment failed, and the toy had sunk to the bottom of the calm Pacific Ocean. 　　But I couldn't help but tell the truth… 　　"Uh…uh, I gave the doll to Qiaowei, and she even agreed to go on a date with me." 　　My always flawless smile froze for a moment. 　　I had never seen such a complex expression on Xiaoru's face before. 　　"You gave it to Qiaowei? Oh, and you even asked her out? That's great!" Xiaoru quickly forced a bright smile back, saying, "It's okay, it's just a doll, I don't mind at all." 　　But the mixed expression of surprise, grievance, disappointment, and heartache from just now was deeply imprinted in my mind, replaying over and over again, completely impossible to shake off. 　　"Let's consider this dinner a celebration of your date." Xiaoru picked up the fried chicken and took a big bite. 　　During dinner, my sister kept putting food on my plate, as gentle as an "ordinary" sister, the lavish table…

The room was filled with her laughter, and the seemingly warm scene made me feel worse than arguing with her.

I felt that what my sister was really upset about wasn't the precious Hello Kitty doll,
but rather an emotion that Xiaoru couldn't express, an emotion that I had been avoiding and running away from.

Behind the forced smiles, an unspeakable barrier had formed between us.

On the surface, we were still the same as usual, bickering and teasing each other, but the harmonious and beautiful understanding between siblings had been completely
torn apart by me, and our subtle feelings for each other had deteriorated into an awkward and heartbreaking relationship.

Friday night.

"Brother, you're going on a date with Qiaowei tomorrow, right?" After dinner, Xiaoru surprisingly didn't "hide" in
her room, but took the initiative to chat with me.

"Yes," I answered guiltily.

"Remember to buy her a bouquet of flowers, the kind that's beautiful, big, and luxurious, preferably so big that Qiaowei can't even carry it
." Xiaoru handed me a florist's business card.

"I don't think Qiaowei is the kind of girl who's vain."

"Silly girl, flowers aren't bought for women to see, they're for others to see. Women don't like the flowers themselves,
they like the feeling of being pampered and adored."

"Oh, right..."

"You don't understand anything, no wonder no one loves you." Xiaoru pouted and continued to ask, "By the way,
what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Probably a movie, shopping, and dinner."

"You missed the most important point." Xiaoru gently pointed to her soft, cherry-like lips.

"You mean...kissing?"

"Hold my wrist tightly!" Xiaoru pulled my hand, wrapped her arms around my soft, slender waist, and gently
placed her small hands on my shoulders.

"You can't just be gentle. You have to be manly at times like this, be firm, don't let the girl
hesitate. Especially with a rich girl like Qiaowei, being gentle won't work. You have to show
your manliness to win her heart!"

Only a centimeter from Xiaoru's nose, her delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I couldn't concentrate on
my sister's words; a dizzying feeling enveloped me.

"Don't stick your tongue out at first. Wait until she softens a bit, then go for a bold French kiss!"

My sister was like a kissing instructor, her strictness almost making me want to chuckle. But faced with
this situation , I couldn't laugh at all; instead, I felt a strange mix of emotions.

"Brother, you can practice once now."

"Practice? You mean?"

Xiaoru silently closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, her delicate lips gleaming alluringly.

Staring blankly at my sister, my whole body trembled uncontrollably, yet my hands and feet involuntarily lifted my delicate
chin, slowly drawing closer.

Our lips became one.

The delicate touch and sweet taste spread from the very first contact,
completely engulfing all unease and hesitation.

I had never tasted anything like it before. Compared to any lips I had ever kissed, my sister's flavor was so
unique and captivating, as if it were drawing me in completely. The hazy, unreal sensory stimulation was intoxicating. Savoring her
smooth, full lips, the intoxicating sensation of our lips touching, her unique flavor constantly permeated
my mouth, an indescribable feeling lingering within.

Xiaoru let out a soft moan, her body, half-leaning against me, seemed to soften.

Strictly following my sister's instructions, my unrestrained tongue seized the opportunity to slip into her mouth, sucking every bit of
softness and sweetness, honey-like saliva flowing down my throat. I forcefully stirred Xiaoru's fragrant tongue, ignoring her resistance and attempts
to dodge, thirstily sucking at her wet, slippery tongue. Our lips

parted.

A thin, clear strand of saliva stretched from our joined lips, dripping onto Xiaoru's mouth—a glistening, lewd
sight utterly inappropriate between siblings.

My chest pressed unreservedly against my sister's full, round breasts, feeling them squeeze into an obscene
shape. The powerful elasticity brought an even more direct sensual pleasure, and I could clearly feel each other's intense heartbeats. My right
hand unconsciously invaded her fleshy buttocks, my unruly fingertips dancing across her plump flesh. My thigh rubbed against
the forbidden zone between her thighs, while my left hand, unnoticed, cupped her trembling breasts, gently kneading them.

I pressed my entire body against her petite frame. When Xiaoru felt a slight emptiness, I would soothe her with all my might; when she
struggled even slightly, I would gentlemanly give her space to breathe. No words or hints were needed. Suddenly, I
felt as if the broken understanding between us had been reconnected at that moment.

We kissed again, my sister's soft moans echoing in my ears, inhaling her fragrance, embracing her
body, feeling the pleasure she bestowed upon me from all sides. I found myself completely unconcerned with the satisfaction of lust
and the release of sensuality, simply releasing the feelings within without reservation, intimately savoring the forbidden
and pure pleasure like lovers.

"Xiaoru, I...I..." I didn't know what I wanted to say, but driven by a natural impulse
, I just wanted to follow this real urge and express the truest thoughts in my heart.

However, Xiaoru turned away, tightly covering my mouth, her expression inexplicably complex.

"Yes, that's it...you've completely...learned it. Good luck tomorrow, I hope
your relationship with Qiaowei goes smoothly."

My sister ran into the room without looking back, slamming the door shut.

In that instant, I seemed to understand, yet I also seemed completely confused…

*** *** *** ***

A clear, cloudless day, perfect for a date.

Qiaowei wore a chiffon dress.

Her slender, delicate shoulders were on full display, the halter neckline encircling her elegant, swan-like neck. The slightly low neckline revealed
a rare hint of sexiness, the dress ending just above her knees, revealing her shapely legs swaying beneath. Elegant
open-toed sandals added a touch of casualness and playfulness, while her incredibly slender waist accentuated her flawless curves.

The pure white dress highlighted Qiaowei's ethereal beauty, her soft, pink skin in no way inferior to…
Dressed in an elegant and ethereal style, she looked like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

I had only ever seen Qiaowei in her clean and simple attire, never in such a meticulously crafted way.

"Does it look good?" Qiaowei twirled gracefully, her flowing skirt billowing in the air.

"Yes, it's beautiful." I secretly wiped the sweat from my face. I

clumsily pulled out the bouquet hidden behind my back, not as extravagant as Xiaoru had described. After all, faced with the shop
assistant's amused expression, I blushed and couldn't bring myself to ask for ninety-nine roses, so I just asked her
to help me arrange a simple bouquet for a date.

"Is this for me? It's so beautiful! It's my favorite lilies!"

To my surprise, a beautiful smile of delight spread across her face, rippling through my heart. Her fair
cheeks glowed with a rosy hue, and I was completely mesmerized.

Staring blankly at the stunningly beautiful woman holding the flowers, the slightly awkward atmosphere instantly transformed into
a romantic scene, as if petals were fluttering in the air. A simple invitation suddenly felt like a date.

A pure love movie.

On the big screen, a handsome couple separated due to a series of misunderstandings, only to
be reunited by a miraculous coincidence. The tangled and emotional plot captivated the women in the audience.

Suddenly, I recalled the first time I went to the movies with my sister. Xiaoru's view was blocked by the big heads in front of her
, so I had to hold her on my lap until the movie ended, my legs completely numb.

Xiaoru's satisfied expression suddenly became clear, as if she were right in front of me, her cute little round face, tightly
clutching my sleeve, her innocent face asking about the plot filling my mind.

In a daze, the theater lights came on from their darkness, and the audience began to leave…

“So pitiful.” Qiaowei wiped away her tears with a pink handkerchief, her long, beautiful eyelashes adorned with teardrops like rhinestones,
and a few tear streaks remained on her fair cheeks.

“Hmm, so interesting, no, I mean so touching.”

Not daring to look directly at Qiaowei’s sparkling eyes, with a heart full of unease, we
slowly .

We strolled along the busiest street in the East District.

“Ah Zheng, you seem really hot, would you like some shaved ice?”

A rich banana shaved ice was offered to my lips, a faint lip print still on the curved straw. With
a slight hesitation, I took in the taste, sweeter than the shaved ice itself.

The sweetness of the banana melted, and the cool sensation reopened long-forgotten memories.

In the past, my gluttonous younger sister loved ice cream the most. Every time we bought popsicles, Xiaoru would quickly finish
hers and then run over to lick mine. Usually, the whole popsicle would mysteriously
end up in her hand.

I stood there, stunned, slurping my shaved ice.

"Hehe." With a charming smile, Qiaowei casually took my arm, her soft body
leaning against me like a couple deeply in love.

Her breasts, fuller than I'd imagined, pressed against my waist, a jolt of electricity making my
heart flutter. An intoxicating fragrance filled the air, the scent of her hair intoxicating. Before I knew it
, I was holding Qiaowei's untouchable waist.

"I rarely go out with guys...no, actually, this is the first time in my life I've...had a...formal
...date with a guy," Qiaowei whispered, blushing. "I've always admired...Ah...Zheng."

Admired...me?

"He looks a bit dull and silly, not very noticeable, but he gives people a sense of security. Even when doing
hard labor or chores, he always has a smile on his face."

"That's because I can't do anything, so I can only do clumsy chores," I replied, scratching my head.

Qiaowei shook her head seriously and said, "You know what? I have an older brother, five years older than me. He looks a bit
dull simple-minded, neither handsome nor smart."

"From childhood to adulthood, everyone praises me as being like a little princess, jokingly saying that my brother is more like my follower,
hehehe , but my favorite person is my brother."

Completely lost in memories, unable to pull herself away, Qiaowei talked on and on.

"When I was little, I always followed my brother around. Once, we sneaked off to play at a construction site, and
I tripped and fell. To protect me, my brother immediately lunged at me, getting his face covered in blood. I
was so scared cried. Even though I was still bleeding, my brother touched my head and gently asked if I was hurt. In the end, he
got seven stitches, leaving a huge scar."

"Until junior high, I still loved my brother so much, and I even foolishly wanted to marry him. Later, he went to
study in America, and it became difficult to contact him. Two years ago, my brother married a blonde, blue-eyed beauty in Los Angeles."

Qiaowei's forced smile couldn't hide a trace of regret and loneliness.

"I couldn't help but cry then."

Her hot body pressed against mine, her cool round earrings brushing against my trembling cheeks, her slender fingers
gently stroking the small scar on my forehead, Qiaowei's soft whisper reaching my ear.

"You got this from moving the piano last year, right?"

"Ah...yes." I chuckled and said, "It's all my fault for being so clumsy, I almost hurt Senior Xiaoyu."

"You got hurt trying to protect Senior Xiaoyu, didn't you?" Qiaowei actually kissed the scar lightly and
said with a smile, "Actually, Zheng is just as gentle as my older brother."

Her cherry lips brushed against her earlobe, the fragrance from the back of her jade-like neck intensified, the soft, wet touch felt like an electric shock.

Their eyes met, and she suddenly blushed, closed her star-like eyes, and quietly pouted her soft,
glossy pink lips. As if drawn together by magnetic attraction, the two gradually merged at a perfect angle.

The subtle yet passionate sucking brought a dreamlike thrill, the dizzying taste completely different from her sister's sweetness
. Qiaowei's red lips weren't as soft as her sister's, but they were fuller and more elastic.

Rain began to fall from the sky.

The poetic raindrops dampened our thin coats, our soft hair danced in the rain, and wet
droplets slid down Qiaowei's cheeks.

Pointing silently ahead, Qiaowei whispered, "We can go there to take shelter from the rain."

The neon signs flashed brightly, their provocative words blatantly depicting the love hotel's billboards, the blush
-inducing scenes resembling a romantic Korean drama.

Even if I were ten times more dense, I would understand Qiaowei's hints.

Her crystal-clear, flawless cheeks were as red as ripe strawberries. Qiaowei nestled in my arms, her slightly trembling
body seemingly a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"Love me like a brother, okay?" Qiaowei's voice trembled at the end.

Her seemingly slender body was actually quite well-endowed; her soft, almost melting breasts half-voluntarily met my
hand, sending indescribable sensations through me. The sporadic contact on the side turned into a full, all-over embrace, her fiery body
heat burning my chest. Qiaowei's ethereal beauty overwhelmed me with an undeniable reality.

Holding my long-awaited dream lover, the word "brother" flashed through my mind like lightning.

Slowly walking towards my goal, my chaotic thoughts gradually faded into a blank…

*** *** *** ***

I pushed open the door, dragging my heavy steps, and slumped to the ground.

“Brother, why are you so wet?” Xiaoru looked at me in surprise, completely soaked.

“How did you get like this?” Xiaoru wiped my cold, wet body with a large towel, anxiously asking, “Did
something go wrong on your date?”

She gave me a slightly bitter smile.

“She said she likes me.”

My tone was calm and composed, as if I were recounting someone else’s story.

“We kissed…she even hinted that we could…go to a hotel…”

“Really? Brother, congratulations! I can’t believe you, the number one beauty in the whole school actually said she likes
you, haha, and you even took her to a hotel right away, hehehe, you’re really quick.”

My pale-faced sister seemed a little hysterical, her smile completely squeezed together.

"But I refused."

"Ah! What's wrong with you?!"

"Well, I might really be crazy." Gazing into her clear, innocent eyes, I smiled and said, "I said... I
already have another... girl I like."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The person you've always secretly loved is Qiaowei, there's no other
girl you like. Brother is just lying, there's a limit to how cool you can be."

"I'm not lying!"

I tightly grasped Xiaoru's trembling little hand and, before she could react, pulled her into my arms.

I gently kissed her soft lips, my tongue forcing its way into her slightly open mouth, my arms
tightly embracing her petite body, savoring the deep, intoxicating kiss.

My sister pushed against my strong, aggressive shoulders, her nails digging deep into her skin, leaving several
bloody marks. Her restless, invading lips were bitten, accompanied by muffled moans, the salty, hot taste
mingling with her sweet saliva in my mouth.

"No, you can't!"

Xiaoru bit my arm, leaving a clear and pretty teeth mark.

But the intense and forceful caresses didn't back down. I continued to kiss my sister passionately, my large hands
becoming even more aggressive. Sensitive Xiaoru gradually surrendered, giving up her strong resistance, only letting out high-pitched moans
as my stubborn hands caressed her erogenous zones.

"Oh...you can't touch there...it will react...ah...oh oh oh!"

I skillfully unhooked her pale yellow backless tank top and continued to pull open her cute pink polka dot bra. My passionate eyes
were fixed on her barely concealed breasts. Her playful and full breasts couldn't be hidden; instead,
they were squeezed into . Her cherry-colored nipples stood up, swaying from side to side with her rapid breathing.

"Ru, your brother fantasizes about Ru's naked body every day."

One hand cupped her pink breast, enjoying its fullness, letting it tremble in his palm. His left hand
playfully pinched her pink nipple, slowly tugging at it, sucking on the swelling tip, teasing the ripe
, sweet cherry with his tongue.

"Ru's nipples are hard..."

His right hand boldly slipped under his sister's skirt, pulling it down in one swift motion, separating her tightly pressed thighs. His fingers silently
rested on the alluring entrance, a symbol of forbidden love.

"We're...brother and sister, we can't...do this...!"

"No! Because Ru is my sister, that's why I love you!" Stopping his passionate caresses, I
gazed intently at my helpless sister in my arms.

My sister's eyes widened, brimming with tears, staring at me in disbelief.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense! I'm your sister... sister... ahhh!"

The cotton crotch was already soaked, filled with a sweet and slightly sour scent. A strangely sticky secretion
stretched out shiny threads from between her thighs, the lewd atmosphere completely incongruous with the sister's cute expression.

"I'm serious, does Xiaoru hate brother?"

The sister was silent for three minutes, then turned her small face to the side, shaking her full head of reddish-brown hair.

"Then, do you like brother like this... love... Xiaoru?"

Fingers slowly invaded, the delicate and beautiful shape gradually emerging at the bottom of the panties. Half a centimeter into the fingertip, a strange heat and elasticity
were felt . The fingers gradually sank in and pressed tightly against the tender flesh that was surrounded by all sides,
a few strands of black pubic hair peeking out from the side.

"Brother... so cunning... completely disregarding... my feelings... sob sob..." Xiaoru's sobs were unclear
whether they were due to emotional or physical stimulation, only tears flowed out like a tap turned on.

"Xiaoru will always be your brother's most precious little sister..." I gently kissed my sister's pouting lips,
comforting her softly, "I'm sorry, silly brother gave your doll away. I promise I won't do it again."

Xiaoru wiped away her tears, tilted her head back to meet my deep kiss, and whispered, "Can brothers and sisters really...make love?"

"Silly girl, your little sister belongs to your brother forever. I will never allow any other bad man to touch even a single
finger of Xiaoru!" I kissed my way from her lips to her apple-red cheeks.

"Not even fingers?"

"Hmph, not even nails!" I greedily sucked on Xiaoru's jade-like fingers.

"Hehe, you're just talking nonsense. I don't believe you."

"Then how about you prove it with your actions, brother?" Sparse, soft, jet-black down lay flat on the fertile
, bulging mound, the beautiful, full labia slightly parted, the translucent naked body awaiting my caresses.

Slowly peeling back the petals, the pink secret flesh was exposed under the bright light. I gently explored the warm, soft
honeyed cave, from which a large amount of thick nectar gushed out. The thick mucous membrane was terrifyingly hot, and the tender, fresh flesh clung to my
fingers, twitching like a soft-bodied creature.

My nimble tongue stirred within the flower chamber, the taste in my mouth gradually becoming richer, and the air was filled with
the scent of arousal. The tip of my tongue stimulated the clitoris, which shimmered with an obscene sheen, and the slender body curled and twisted, the completely aroused body
utterly disobeying its master's commands, diligently secreting its nectar.

"I know your brother is the man you love most, right?"

"Shameless!" Xiaoru snuggled closer, her body weak, but she made a cute face.

"Ru, have you ever masturbated?" I laughed. "Xiaoru's body is so lustful, you must often
hide in your room and masturbate."

"Nonsense, brother is a pervert! You pervert!"

I forcefully spread her long legs, letting her secret place fully open, and pulled Xiaoru's jade hand to touch her already sticky and
rotten flesh hole, lewdly laughing, "Be good, listen to brother."

My slender index finger burrowed into her honey hole, moving back and forth, while my middle finger skillfully flicked at the core. The originally forced
movements immediately became passionate and wild, and a pleasant moan inadvertently flowed out of her little mouth, "Glug~ Glug
!" The lewd sound came from the beautiful flesh hole that was writhing on its own.

Her index and middle fingers deftly pinched the small protrusion, skillfully kneading and rotating the swollen, red
cherry-like nipple clockwise, eagerly soothing her sensitive breasts. The rhythmic up-and-down movements intoxicated her, her waist and buttocks
swaying seductively.

"Your ass is shaking so lewdly, Ru is a total slut."

"Actually, I've always secretly fantasized about making love with you, brother." Struggling between shyness and pleasure
, Ru suddenly confessed. The younger sister, who had been on the verge of a mental breakdown, finally couldn't help but reveal her shameful truth.

"When I make a mistake, I hope you can spank me hard, no matter how hard you hit;
if Xiaoru is good, I want your kisses, the kind where your tongue goes in; and
every time you touch Xiaoru's body, it gets so hot and itchy, I want your..."

"I know I'm not as pretty as Senior Qiaowei, and my figure isn't as good as hers, so please don't hate
Xiaoru, okay? I'll try to lose weight..."

"Ru! I love you! You're the most beautiful girl, I'll love you forever!"

I grabbed Xiaoru's free breasts and squeezed them hard, admiring the mature breasts constantly changing into
erotic shapes, savoring the struggle between elasticity and softness. My other hand covered her raised buttocks, my five fingers
sinking into the elastic flesh, as if they were about to become one.

The rough slapping and kneading released all the pent-up lust I had been suppressing for my sister all this time, and her body,
which I loved to the point of madness, honestly reflected my feelings.

"I want my brother's penis... inside... oh oh... I want it..."

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