Yang Haoran walked to Yaoyaoβs door and knocked three times. When there was no response, he realized she was still asleep and turned the handle to enter directly.
Inside the pink-toned room, Yaoyao lay sleeping under a thin blanket. Her fair, smooth complexion and the serene beauty of her sleeping form appeared tender and innocent, pure and utterly captivating.
Yang Haoran knew exactly why Yaoyao was still asleep at this hour. Although he hadnβt fucked her again, he had subjected her to quite a bit of torment. Since it was her first time having her cherry broken, she couldnβt withstand the rough treatment.
βYaoyao, wake up. Time to go downstairs and eat.β
Yang Haoran gently shook Yaoyao until she rubbed her eyes and opened them. Her beautiful eyes took in her brotherβs handsome face, which seemed like something out of a dream. In her dazed state, she thought she was still dreaming and softly pleaded, βBrother, can Yaoyao rest just a little longer? My bottom is still swollen from you fucking me. It even hurts right now.β
Seeing Yaoyaoβs pitiful expression, Yang Haoran didnβt know whether to laugh or cry. βIβm telling you to come downstairs to eat. What kind of dream were you having, Yaoyao? Donβt tell me you dreamed about me fucking your ass?β
βAhβ¦ no, noβ¦ I was just talking nonsenseβ¦β
Yang Mengyao snapped awake, her face instantly flushing bright red. She pulled the blanket over her head to hide like a timid quail, but Yang Haoran was quick to snatch it away. βDonβt be shy. When I was fucking you, you were acting like a total slut. Now get up and come downstairs to eat, or Iβll spank your ass later.β
Hearing her brotherβs urging and threat, Yang Mengyao pushed her delicate body up. The lingering pain between her legs made her pout. As she got out of bed, she said to her brother, βMy pussy still hurts. You donβt think Mom and Dad will notice, do they? How about you tell Mom I already ate at school?β
βWalk a few steps for me and let me see?β
Yang Haoran had Yaoyao walk in front of him. Although the friction of her swollen labia caused a flicker of pain to cross Yang Mengyaoβs brow, she endured it. As she moved, she appeared no different from usual.
βYaoyao, itβs fine. It doesnβt show. Just walk normally.β
Seeing that Yaoyao seemed mostly alright, Yang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief and said to her, βItβs just a few steps downstairs. After you eat, come back up and get some sleep. Youβll feel much better by tomorrow. If you donβt go down to eat, Mom might come up to check on you. Besides, arenβt you going to be hungry if you skip dinner?β
βOkay, I can bear it.β
Yang Mengyao thought it over and decided her brother made sense, so she agreed.
The siblings walked downstairs one after the other. Worried that their father and mother might notice something, Yang Haoran went first. Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, he ran into his father coming up.
βYaoyao.β
Seeing his daughter behind his son, Yang Wenfu smiled. βI was just about to check on you. Your mother said you were sleeping. I thought you might be tired from school. Itβs fine, come and eat. Everyoneβs waiting for you.β
βOhβ¦ Dad, Iβm okay.β
Yang Mengyao smiled and walked up to Yang Wenfu, looping her arm through his. His smile grew even more affectionate, but he subtly freed his arm and walked ahead, beckoning to both siblings. βCome and eat.β
He silently marveled at how his daughter had truly grown up, blossoming into such a lovely young woman.
The thought of his daughter getting married in the future made Yang Wenfuβs heart ache slightly. She was his precious darling, and he truly had no idea which lucky bastard would end up with her.
Yang Haoran and Yaoyao exchanged a glance, both feeling like they had narrowly avoided disaster. The siblings quickly followed.
After the meal, once Yaoyao had gone upstairs, the tension in Yang Haoranβs heart finally eased completely. The little minx was quite the actressβshe had been chatting and laughing at the table just like always, and their father and mother hadnβt noticed a thing.
After mother and son worked together to clean up, Yang Haoran took the bagged trash out to the bin outside the villa.
Then he returned upstairs to check on Yaoyao in her room. He poured her a glass of water and waited for her to drink it, then tucked her in and let her sleep.
Even though Yang Haoran showed no mercy when disciplining Yaoyao, in their daily lives, they were still siblings after all. He couldnβt help but feel a pang ofεΏηΌ for this obedient younger sister.
This concern wasnβt mixed with romantic feelings; it was more the care of an older brother for his younger sister, a sense of responsibility that came with the title of βbrother.β
This was also the reason Xiao Shaowan envied Yaoyao.
Before bed, Yang Haoran chatted with Ji Youxi for a while. At least online, Ji Youxi wasnβt as cold and dismissive as she was in class.
Their conversation was quite intimate, lasting until around 2 a.m. when Ji Youxi sent a βgood night.β Yang Haoran replied with a reluctant βgood nightβ of his own.
βTime to sleep. Tomorrow, Iβll get the teacher to send those sexy photos.β
Thinking about tomorrowβs plans, Yang Haoran drifted off to sleep.
…
The next morning, a torrential downpour fell outside. The sky was dark and overcast, thick clouds piled up interspersed with flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder.
While Yang Haoran was eating breakfast, Liu Ruoxi said to both siblings, βAfter breakfast, Iβll drive you to school.β
βItβs raining so hard. How about it, Mother dearβ¦ we take a day off?β
Yang Haoran said hopefully. Yang Mengyao also looked at her mother, her eyes full of hope. She normally would never think of skipping school, but she was still feeling unwell. Since her brother had brought it up, she quite liked the idea of resting at home for a day.
βItβs not a typhoon. Whatβs there to take a day off for?β
Liu Ruoxiβs cold eyes narrowed slightly as she stared disapprovingly at her son. βHow many days have you missed this semester? Do you even look like a student anymore? The end of the semester is almost here. If you donβt do well thenβ¦ hmph!β
Hearing his motherβs cold snort, Yang Haoran rubbed his nose and didnβt dare make a sound.
Thanks to the miraculous medicine his mother had given him, he felt quite confident about getting outstanding grades on his finals. His mother was simply warning him. If he still proved to be hopeless, even he thought his mother would feel like killing him.
Yang Wenfu, sitting to the side, had been about to put in a word for his son, but upon hearing his wifeβs cold tone, he didnβt dare stick up for him either.
Yang Mengyao was disappointed but didnβt dare voice any objection.
Under Liu Ruoxiβs scolding directed at Yang Haoran, the whole family was like mountains beingζ²ζ to scare the tigersβthey all became meek and obedient.
Only Yang Haoran, however, understood his motherβs true meaning. He muttered to himself, *Fine, no day off then. It was just a joke.