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The first night my sister and brother-in-law were married, the three of us slept in the same bed.

That night, when I was sleeping soundly in my room, my sister knocked on my door in the middle of the night.

Her expression was a little strange. Her wavy hair was a little messy. "Since you were young, you're afraid of the dark. I'm afraid that you won't be able to fall asleep. Come and sleep with me!"

Before I could refuse, my sister had already pulled away my quilt and pulled me outside. In one breath, she had brought me to the marriage room between her and her brother-in-law.

At that time, her brother-in-law just walked out of the bathroom. His entire body was hung with a thin towel, and water constantly dripped from his hair. His facial features matched very well.

As soon as he saw me, his eyes narrowed, and his lips curled into a smile. His handsome face, as well as his strong, muscular figure, gave off an inexplicable pressure.

I shivered as I backed up two steps. "Your wedding night, why should I join in the liveliness?"

After saying that, I turned to look at my sister, trying to get a look at her, but my sister just smiled and rubbed my head. "What other things do you think would happen besides sleeping? Besides, I'm afraid you'll feel cold sleeping alone in this winter."

The corner of my mouth stiffened. I felt like my three views had received an unprecedented blow.

I jumped two steps back in an attempt to find an excuse to leave, but my sister grabbed my hand before me and forcefully pulled me onto the bed. She opened the blanket and stuffed me inside, before lying down beside me.

The next second, I felt a chill on my back. My brother-in-law lifted the blanket and laid down behind me.

At that moment, my breathing and heart stopped, my eyes widened, and I frantically compared my sister's lips: Why is my brother-in-law sleeping in this room?! Hurry up and cooperate with me, I want to get out!

She saw my panic, as if she didn't understand my lips, and there were emotions in her eyes that I didn't understand, mixed with envy, even jealousy, resentment, and so on.

Suddenly, when the lights were turned off, my vision went black. I could no longer see my sister's face. A pair of large hands suddenly appeared at my waist, causing me to freeze and feel my scalp go numb.

What is my brother-in-law doing?!

Suddenly, that hand burrowed into my pajamas and kept moving upwards... Up to the fullness of my chest.

My face reddened and my breath was a mess.

I can't compare this cold brother-in-law of mine to a middle-aged man with a wretched appearance.

But what is this man trying to do? His wife is by my side and he dares to lay his hands on me? What is this new type of trick?!

I forcefully suppressed the awkwardness and casually moved closer to my sister in an attempt to stop her, but he skillfully shifted his hands from his ribs to his back to his waist, continuously descending …

In less than half an hour, I was tormented to the point that I almost cried out loud.

"..." Sister? "

I had to hold back for a long time before I could call out, but there was no response.

Why hold me in bed with them? My sister has never been a woman with too much self-awareness!

That night, my nerves tightened, and I couldn't avoid the palm attack of the person behind me even though I had no intention of controlling my body. By the end of the night, I could feel a hot hand on my buttocks.

At that moment, I really felt like killing my brother-in-law with a knife.

The next morning, I went back to my room with my dark circles under my eyes and my dizzy head, but my body jerked and I accidentally bumped into my brother-in-law. I jerked my head down just in time to see him looking at me with a half-smile.

He didn't say anything, but he made me feel ashamed.

God had given him a delicate face, and his expression would be much better than normal.

A wave of shame washed over me, setting my cheeks on fire.

I woke my sister up, my tone was stiff and slightly guilty, "Don't pull me to sleep with you guys anymore." After a long while, he grinded his teeth and added, "Very crowded!"

I jumped out of bed in one breath, washed and ran, and spent the whole morning sprawled on the school table, ending up with a guarantee.

I stayed at my sister's house to study, and I was in a state of invisibility with my brother-in-law. After that night, I began deliberately to distance myself from my brother-in-law and to speak politely, but he was even more presumptuous.

As my sister worked more and more overtime, he harassed me more and more.

For example, while I was washing the dishes, I suddenly pressed my back against mine and went to get something from the cupboard.

While I was drying, I took my clothes back to my room and stood in front of me, grinning.

When we ate together, we ate naturally in front of my sister, and I embarrassedly ate in my sister's bowl.

I had been on guard against my brother-in-law, but in the end I couldn't avoid the fate of being eaten and wiped clean by him.

It was a month after their wedding, and I went home right after school. As soon as I entered the house, Brother-in-law's voice came from the bathroom.

"Xiao-Xiao, help me bring the towel in."

His voice was steady and magnetic, but it was like a spell in my ears.

Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, my heart tightened.

Just as I was at a loss, a voice came from inside again, "If I catch a cold, I don't mind letting your sister travel for a few days, so that you can warm my bed and treat my cold."

His voice was a little lazy, even teasing, but I didn't dare to have a single shred of suspicion because I knew that powerful men like Song Moran loved to do whatever they wanted.

In the end, I resigned myself to taking a towel.

Standing in front of the bathroom's door, I thought of countless ways to send myself in. I didn't expect that the moment I grabbed the door handle, the door would suddenly open. I saw Song Moran with his bare upper body, and immediately felt my wrist tighten as I was pulled into the bathroom.

The moment the door closes, I slam head first into his sturdy chest. My lips just happened to touch his ice-cold body. Tightening my waist, I forcefully press myself against him.

I was stunned. After half a second, I struggled desperately, but the more I struggled, the tighter he tightened his grip. Very quickly, I felt the changes on his body.

He grabbed my face and met my gaze. His eyes were filled with tenderness as he said, "Call me Zi Hang."

I put my foot down hard on his foot. "How can you let my sister endure this! "Ugh …"

He held my mouth against his and kissed me. His lips were so flexible that I couldn't find a chance to bite him.

With his cold hand, he drilled into my back, quickly unbuckling my inner clothes and taking advantage of them to take off my outer clothes. I glared at him and struggled harder, but he pressed me against the wall with a flip of his hand, preventing me from moving.

I only felt a chill in my lower body, and then a burning hot thing came close to me, and without any foreplay, without a trace of hesitation, it ran through my body.