The night was deep, the moon was hidden, and the wind was high.
Lin Muci fell asleep in a daze on the bed.
In her dream, she seemed to be back in the suffocating basement, where Ling Qianhe held her down tightly and kissed her lips.
And when she opened her eyes.
She actually seemed to hear Ling Qianhe's soft laughter!
She was startled and then got up, only to see Ling Qianhe standing by her bed. In that instant, her hair stood on end, and Lin Muci stammered.
"You… you you, how did you get in?"
Ling Qianhe's voice was filled with laughter.
"Me?"
"You only closed the door, not the window."
Lin Muci gasped.
"Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being discovered!"
She stared at Ling Qianhe's eyes with a cold face, while Ling Qianhe looked at Lin Muci with a smile, and then Ling Qianhe spoke.
"Not afraid."
His eyes were full of invasive light. The polite, cold, top-tier celebrity from the day had shed his disguise. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.
The moment their lips touched, Lin Muci's eyes widened. She stared into his eyes as if in disbelief, and he lowered his head possessively, lingering on her lips. She couldn't help but part her lips slightly.
He deepened the kiss.
Their lips and teeth entwined, and the kiss seemed to extinguish all the air in her lungs.
Lin Muci stared blankly at Ling Qianhe, who still had a smile in his eyes.
He leaned closer to the corner of her lips and kissed her again.
He…
How was he so energetic?
Lin Muci was dumbfounded.
"Aren't you afraid… of cameras!"
Because he was kissing so fiercely, she only managed to finish her sentence after several attempts. When Lin Muci finished speaking, Ling Qianhe stared deeply into her eyes and said.
"Not afraid."
The light in his eyes burned brightly, and he leaned closer to her face.
"I'm not afraid of cameras."
"Isn't it better if they film it?"
Ling Qianhe wasn't afraid, but she was.
Lin Muci was almost driven mad with anger.
He was fine during the day, so why was he acting crazy now? Fortunately, there were no cameras in the room, but Ling Qianhe became even more unrestrained.
"You…"
Ling Qianhe's eyelashes trembled, and the emotions in his eyes surged, overwhelming her.
"Doesn't sister feel… that revisiting old places has a different flavor?"
"Although the orphanage has been rebuilt… the layout is exactly the same as before."
Lin Muci suddenly realized something, "You… you specifically rebuilt it?"
Ling Qianhe let out a light snort. "Otherwise, how could I awaken sister's memories? Those five years, I thought you would never return."
"I would have exchanged everything I have. Fortunately, you came back. I knew you would never leave me."
Lin Muci whispered in defense.
"I didn't, I'm not…"
Ling Qianhe lowered his head and leaned closer to her lips again. His laughter was like a feather, stirring her heart. Lin Muci heard Ling Qianhe say.
"Sister, your body is much more honest than your mouth."
Body more honest than mouth?
Lin Muci's cheeks instantly turned red!
Ling Qianhe's fingertips brushed against her body.
"Can I sleep holding sister Muci?"
Lin Muci gasped.
"What nonsense are you talking about? And I'm not your sister Muci—I… I'm younger than you!"
Her breathing became a little rapid, and Ling Qianhe's laughter was lingering.
"Is that so?"
"Sister Muci?"
"Is it sister or sister? Does it matter? I know who you are."
"Or should I use a more intense method to confirm?"
What more intense method?
She looked up at him, completely bewildered.
Ling Qianhe smiled, and his fingertips slowly traced her chin.
The system was getting anxious.
"Host, you are truly too slow! When Ling Qianhe talks about a more intense method, he naturally means this and that… Oh my, you really aren't in a hurry at all, and I'm dying of anxiety! Host, why can't you understand?"
Lin Muci really didn't understand.
But with the system's explanation.
She seemed to have a vague understanding.
Two blushes appeared on her cheeks.
"I…"
Lin Muci took a deep breath. Ling Qianhe's fingers seemed to ignite a fire. His slender, fair fingers gradually caressed her body, and then he leaned closer to her face, his smile rippling. He whispered.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid."
"I'll be very gentle this time."
Lin Muci trembled all over.
"What, don't do anything rash!"
Ling Qianhe said.
"What rash things?"
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm talking about giving you cupping therapy."
"Look, the night is dark and the wind is high, isn't it perfect for cupping?"
"If you can give me acupuncture, can't I give you cupping?"
Lin Muci looked up, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at Ling Qianhe, who was serious and solemn.
"Of course, it's cupping."
"What, are you worried about my technique?"
Lin Muci was so angry she could die.
"Who gets cupping in the middle of the night for no reason? Don't cause trouble for me—"
Ling Qianhe looked innocent.
"I'm not causing trouble. This is one of tomorrow's tasks. Wouldn't it be good for me to let you try it out beforehand?"
Lin Muci looked at him, always suspecting he was up to something.
Deep in the night.
A man and a woman alone.
And he only wanted to give her cupping?
Impossible!
He must be thinking of something else, something unspeakably indecent!
Lin Muci stared at him, her expression like a startled rabbit. When Ling Qianhe's fingers brushed her back, she shivered.
"Don't come closer. I'll hit you."
Ling Qianhe made a sound.
"Then don't blame me for being too rough tomorrow."
Lin Muci snorted.
"Do I need you to go easy on me? My body is very strong. As for your body…"
"Aren't you the one who needs cupping?"
Ling Qianhe laughed again.
"Can you not worry about my body? Otherwise, why don't you try it and see?"
Lin Muci was even more annoyed.
"I have to try?"
Your life value hasn't exceeded fifty percent, you know! Lin Muci looked at Ling Qianhe, her face flushed with anger. Of course, she knew she couldn't reveal the secret of his life value. Ling Qianhe then said.
"You mentioned that potion last time. I checked after I went back, and Madam Ling does have some cooperation with overseas laboratories. And the main place they operate is that cruise ship you went on."
"And I suspect that my mother's death was not just because she was jealous of my mother—it might be because my mother accidentally witnessed some unspeakable secrets. These secrets ultimately became the reason for her murder."
When it came to serious matters.
Lin Muci couldn't help but sit up straight.
She looked at Ling Qianhe's face, and he seemed to be doing business too.
Ling Qianhe said softly.
"Of course, she only saw me as a tool. Whether it was abandoning me in this orphanage since childhood or letting me make a living in the entertainment industry as an adult, in her eyes, I was probably just a tool for the Ling family, a lone wolf with shackles, who could be shot at any time if she wished."
"But she didn't expect that raising a wolf would lead to it biting her back fiercely."
"I'm investigating her. It just needs a little time."
Lin Muci said, "Oh."
The next moment, what Ling Qianhe said made her eyes widen involuntarily.
"So, I need a fake fiancée that she will believe."
"In this world, do you think there are any other good choices?"
Lin Muci's voice was trembling.
"You need a fiancée… What does that have to do with me?"
She was extremely nervous.
Ling Qianhe smiled.
His fingertips slowly traced her face.
Ling Qianhe said.
"Of course, it has something to do with you."
"I naturally want you to be my fiancée."
"Not just a fiancée… but my true wife."
"Do you know, when Feng Yuting said you were his fiancée, I was so jealous I almost went mad. I wished I could kill him, and I wished I could kill myself. I always wondered why I couldn't have appeared in your life sooner."
"Am I destined to always be just a younger brother in front of you?"
"But I don't want to be Brother Qianhe."
"I want to be your man."
"Now… I'm your brother, which is even better. I can stand in front of you and protect you. You won't have to negotiate with Madam Ling for me, nor will you have to make deals with Feng Yuting."
"I have the ability to protect you."
In countless nights.
He hated his past self.
But now, looking at the bewildered girl before him, he hugged her and sighed deeply in the darkness.
"Fortunately, you're back."
My one true love for eternity.
You've returned to my side again.
He pinched her shoulder. Lin Muci could feel him leaning down again, but this time he didn't kiss her lips.
He moved closer to her hair, just quietly sensing her body temperature, her heartbeat.
Sensing her existence.
In the pitch-dark night, Lin Muci cautiously poked his chest.
"Um—"
"Are we still doing cupping?"
"If not, I'm going to sleep."
Lin Muci was always the one to break the mood.
"How about I give you cupping?"
"Do you want to take off your clothes?"
"Come on, come on, I don't know how good your technique is, but my cupping technique is excellent!"