"Ah ah... don't kiss me there!" An Yun'er struggled desperately, but who knew that he grabbed her hands and pressed them against the wall, then leaned down and tilted his head to nibble on her very delicate collarbone.
"Why are you struggling? Were you like this when I touched you? Did you struggle as hard as you do now? Don't I look exactly the same as my brother? Does it really make you sick? Isn't it possible...? I do
Be a substitute! Do you like me as your brother?" Mu Yesi's tight hold on her hands gradually loosened, and he looked at the troubled An Yun'er in front of him in confusion.
He always hated comparing himself with Jiang Heechul.
But today, he didn't care at all. He even begged her hard in front of her, begging her to think of him as Jiang Heechul, and he said that he was willing to be a substitute.
"I...I'm going to the bathroom!" An Yuner ran to the bathroom in a panic.
She leaned against the door, breathing heavily.
"Why is your heart beating so fast?" She covered her chest, feeling the touch Mu Yesi brought to her.
Mu Yesi...
She didn't love him, but she was ambiguous with him again and again.
The way he looked just now made her feel a little distressed.
Anyway, she likes Jiang Heechul!
You must not get involved with him, and you must find a way to escape.
In this extremely confusing situation, she glanced at the small stool in the toilet.
Ahem! If you knock this thing down, you will probably faint!?
Well, let’s do it!
"An Yun'er..." Mu Yesi looked at the door impatiently from outside. He almost wanted to kick in now.
Her body felt like it was on fire. She had been there for half an hour!
Depend on……
"Baby Si, can you turn around for a moment?" An Yuner said coquettishly at the door before opening the door.
Si baby? There’s nothing wrong with his ears, right? Ahn Yoon-ah is so gentle? There must be a conspiracy!
"What are you doing here?" Mu Yesi continued to bang on the door, showing no intention of obeying her.
"People want to see your toned back..." An Yuner cooed coquettishly.
"Turn around, come out!" Mu Yesi turned around, and An Yun'er opened a small gap to peek.
Then he moved a small chair and prepared to hit him on the back of the head!
"Bang..." As for the person, he was not hit.
As for the sound, it was the sound of the small chair being smashed into pieces by Mu Yesi.
"An Yun'er, do you really want me to die?" Mu Yesi grabbed one of her hands and stared at her fiercely. That look stung her hard.
"..."
His arm was red and swollen. He was hit hard when he reached out to throw away the small chair, and it was numb and painful.
It even turned purple.
He kept shaking her body, and his angry look was terrifying.
He likes her so much, but she loves her brother.
The man who looks exactly like him.
"Hiss..." His arm was bleeding. He had just been stabbed by the triangular edge of the small chair. The red blood spread from his wrist to his arm, and then to An Yuner's left shoulder.
"You're bleeding..." An Yuner exclaimed.
"..." Only then did Mu Yesi realize that his hand was bleeding. His eyes fell not on the bleeding arm but on An Yuner's eyes.