"Ever since the day I returned to the Yeh family and saw you, I swore that only I could have you. No one else, not the crown prince, not the emperor, not even the king."
Ye Shuiyao's tears finally fell. At this moment, she couldn't tell if she was happy or sad. Her hands kept caressing his face. She was tall and slender, even slightly taller than Ye Wuchen. The bright red wedding dress made her look even more dazzling. She was so beautiful that she seemed to be out of this world. Her eyes were blurred as she murmured, "But, we …"
"But we are brother and sister, right?" Ye Wuchen wiped away the tears on her face and said softly.
Ye Shuiyao nodded, then immediately shook her head. She held his shoulder and said softly but firmly, "Little Chen, your life is destined to be glorious. You can't let it be ruined because of me … I will never marry again. Let me … hide behind you forever, okay?"
Ye Wuchen's eyes flickered. Her gentle words made him feel like he was being "touched" by the warmth that surrounded him. How could he not know the meaning behind these words? This short sentence made him understand that it was the right choice for him to snatch her back at all costs. He shook his head and smiled softly. As he smiled, he said softly, "Sister, how could I bear to let you suffer like this? Do you know … actually, we are not brother and sister … otherwise, why would I force you to make a decision that will ruin your life?"
Ye Shuiyao's hands froze as she looked at him in a daze. "What … did you say?"
"We, are not brother and sister … your brother is already dead. He was killed by Long Yin a year ago. As for me, I'm just a person who looks exactly like your biological younger brother. I'm the same age, and even my name is the same. "Ye Wuchen looked at her confused eyes and said each word clearly. What else could he hide from a woman who was willing to ruin her life just so he wouldn't be sad?
Ye Shuiyao's hand on his shoulder unconsciously tightened. She murmured, "Is this … true? Is it true … "
"It's true." Ye Wuchen looked at her and said gently, "Sister, look into my eyes and you will know that I'm not lying … I'm not your biological brother. I'm just a person without a past. I was picked up by Sword God Chu Cang Ming in a forgotten corner. When the Sword God picked me up, I was only seven years old. For the next ten years, I was always there and never left. How could I be your younger brother? "
It was very simple to prove all this. All he needed was a single word from Chu Cang Ming.
"Later on, I left that place and came to Heavenly Dragon City, hoping to find my past. Then … everything seemed to be fated. I entered the Yeh family. Because no matter what characteristics I have, even the mark on my left hand that even I didn't notice, is exactly the same as your brother's … This can only be said to be God's will. I knew that I couldn't possibly be the son of the Yeh family, but I didn't resist. Instead, I played tricks on the blood test and deceived your parents and grandfather. Because I needed to give Ningxue a home and an identity that I could borrow. "
"Sister, don't worry. I don't have any ulterior motives towards the Yeh family. On the contrary, I've always tried my best to help the Yeh family. Because of the guilt and gratitude in my heart, I've compensated and repaid the Yeh family. And because … I've already unknowingly started to think of myself as a part of the Yeh family. The Yeh family has given me a very, very warm feeling of belonging. I won't allow anyone to insult the Yeh family … "
"Sister, do you blame me?" He wiped away her tears. Those trembling eyes told him that she didn't blame him. Instead, they were filled with the joy of being able to see the light of day again, as well as a sense of confusion.
Ye Shuiyao subconsciously shook her head. Her mind was still a mess.
"Then, sister, do you believe me?" Ye Wuchen asked softly. His voice was as gentle as a breeze. Ye Shuiyao's cold and arrogant attitude had completely disappeared at this time. She shed tears unscrupulously in front of him, showing her weakness. In this life, he was the first and the only one. At this time, what she needed most was love.
Ye Shuiyao didn't answer. Her eyes were still misty. She just kept looking at him.
Ye Wuchen's mouth curved up. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Sister, if you believe me, can you take off your wedding dress for me in front of me? This wedding dress shouldn't appear on you. You can only wear the wedding dress that I put on for you in the future … Okay? "
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This sentence seemed to be floating in Ye Shuiyao's ears for a century. The emotion in her heart was also quietly ignited. The fire of passion was getting stronger and stronger.
Ye Shuiyao closed her eyes. Her hand slowly reached out to her chest. Under the gaze of Ye Wuchen, there was a slight rustling sound. The red and luxurious wedding dress slipped from her body and piled up at her feet.
Ye Shuiyao's clothes, including her outerwear, innerwear, and underwear, were all red. They belonged to the category of wedding dress. The warmth and relief in her heart made her forget her shyness. The stream murmured in her ears. In front of her was Ye Wuchen's fiery gaze. Under the gentle wave of Ye Shuiyao's hand, the red clothes on her body fell off one by one. Her snow-white skin was revealed inch by inch. It was so white that it was almost dazzling. For a moment, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but have a dazzling illusion.
Ye Wuchen almost wanted to reach out and tear off the other clothes on her body. Fortunately, he was still conscious. He couldn't bear to offend her. His heart was beating fast. If today didn't happen, he would never dare to expect this aloof and proud sister to take off her clothes bit by bit in front of him. The blood in his body began to surge, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
Ye Shuiyao took off her shoes. She hesitated for a moment. She closed her eyes tightly and bent her legs. Her body trembled slightly. She used her hands to take off her inner skirt to her knees. Her snow-white slender thighs tightened. Slowly, she pulled out her right calf that was as smooth as water. Then, she touched the ground with her right foot and pulled out her left leg. Ye Shuiyao's figure was similar to Ye Wuchen's. However, the sole of her bare foot was only slightly bigger than Ye Wuchen's palm. Her snow-white toes were slightly restrained. They were delicate and delicate. She looked extremely delicate and lovely.
Ye Wuchen didn't dare to approach her. Instead, he moved back a little. Ye Shuiyao's face was flushed. Her face was shining, but it showed the whiteness of her skin. It was difficult to draw and describe. Even she didn't think that she would do such a bold thing one day. The wedding dress that made her feel uncomfortable was taken off her body piece by piece. In her shyness, there was more joy and satisfaction.
At this moment, Ye Shuiyao only had a red silk dudou on her body. It wrapped around her towering breasts. Her crimson underwear covered her last forbidden area. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, exposing her flawless jade body in front of him. Her skin was as white and flawless as mutton fat jade. Her beautiful neck was as graceful and straight as a swan. Her fragrant shoulders were round and smooth. Her slender waist was so slender that it seemed to be woven. Her snow-white breasts were slim and graceful. She was really beautiful in every way.
The two of them faced each other in silence. Only their heavy breathing could be heard. Suddenly, the two of them seemed to have a telepathic connection. They threw themselves at each other at the same time and rolled on the grass. Their lips pressed together and they sucked hard. The thick fire of passion was like the eruption of lava. It was out of control.
Time, place, identity … everything was not important. One was willing to destroy her life for the other, and the other was willing to follow the other for thousands of miles. There really was no need for there to be any gap between them.
Ye Shuiyao reached out to hug his neck, but her wrists were grabbed and pressed on the ground over her head. Her waist arched and her firm breasts pressed against his chest. Ye Wuchen kissed her smooth and fair cheeks and kissed away the remaining tears on her face. Then, he moved his chopsticks downwards from her neck and pulled down her dudou with his other hand. A snow-white ball of plump breasts bounced out and he gently bit it between his lips.
Ye Shuiyao shook her head and her body trembled. Suddenly, she raised her chin and bit his shoulder. Her two hands began to tear at his clothes in a disorderly manner. Slowly, she, who was burned by the fire of passion, began to moan uncontrollably. The cold air echoed with their heavy breathing. Their naked bodies were almost intertwined. They kept whistling and biting each other. It was endless and there was no space for them to speak. During their entanglement, there was almost no foreplay. Ye Wuchen entered her deeply and turned her into a forbidden woman that belonged only to him …
Ye Shuiyao was in so much pain that tears overflowed from her eyes again. She tightly hugged the man on top of her, and very quickly, she indulged herself again … This cold and arrogant woman was like a wounded little animal when she cried out. She was gasping for breath as if she was about to die. Occasionally, she would burst out one or two sharp, short, and high-pitched notes that sounded like crying, mixed with whimpers, which made one's lust soar, and he couldn't help but want to ravage her wantonly.
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Ningxue and Oculum sat there and waited for a long time. Gradually, they felt sleepy. Ningxue yawned and said lazily, "Big Sister Oculum, I'm a little sleepy again. Can I lean on your body and sleep for a while … Eh? Big Sister Oculum, why is your body so cold … Ah? Big Sister Oculum, what's wrong with you? "
Oculum looked at the distant sky. Her whole body was trembling. She clenched her fists and her pitch-black eyes shone with a terrifying light. Hearing Ningxue's voice, she held Ningxue's shoulder with one hand and stretched out her other hand. She quickly drew a gully on the ground.
It was two crooked words — Wait for me. All the words that Ningxue knew were taught by Ye Wuchen, while Oculum was taught by Ningxue. Every time Ye Wuchen taught Ningxue, he would ask her to teach it to Oculum to deepen her impression of him.
After drawing those two words, she suddenly flew up and rushed towards the south as fast as she could.
Originally, Oculum would never leave Ningxue's side because she wanted to protect her. If they were to encounter a very strong enemy and she might not be able to protect Ningxue, she would immediately escape with her … There was only one reason why she would abandon Ningxue and escape — the enemy's power was far stronger than hers. It was impossible for her to escape. Moreover, the enemy's aura told her that he was coming for her. In order not to implicate Ningxue, she could only run far away and lead him to a place far away from Ningxue. At the same time, she did not dare to release her aura to let Ye Wuchen know. Otherwise, if he chased after her, he would also be implicated.
This Lady of Divine Punishment, who only lived for Ye Wuchen, would never allow him to come to any harm.
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