Mu Xing looked at him, panting, "Second Young Master..."
Lan Si reached out and stroked her face, with a low, wicked smile, "Xing, I've raised you to become more and more beautiful. Just a glance makes it hard to resist..."
But he had to resist.
She is the beauty he wants to present to his elder brother,
Putting away the desire in his eyes, Lan Si simply let go of his hand.
Mu Xing slid to the floor, then quickly stood up, tidying her clothes, still breathing heavily, her heartbeat uncontrollably erratic.
Lan Si, however, was unaffected, lazily standing with his hands in his pockets, allowing the doctor to come in to check on Sisi, not sparing a glance at Mu Xing, as if the earlier impulse never existed.
...…
Sisi had many muddled dreams, yet none of them were clear.
When she fully woke up, the night was already deep.
Scenes from before she fainted flooded her mind, filling her with immense panic, so much so that she didn't dare lift the quilt to look at her body.
