Arriving at the apartment building rented by Xiao Shaowan, Yang Haoran spotted Yaoyao standing gracefully under a camphor tree from afar. Her towering, full breasts and perky, beautifully curved buttocks highlighted her youthful prime, making her resemble a delicate, budding flower, poised and elegant!
Yaoyao was wearing a fitted white T-shirt paired with a stylish and eye-catching academic-style pleated skirt. Her long, delicate legs were sheathed in white stockings, and she wore a pair of white sneakers.
Several men passed by the apartment building, seemingly unintentional in their route, their eyes scanning the surroundings before lingering subtly on Yang Mengyaoβs full chest, which strained against her white shirt, and her pretty, innocent face. Their gazes held a greed that all men understood, yet no one approached her. Some hesitated, while others sensed that she was waiting for someone. Knowing their own limitations, they felt they dared not disturb the beauty, contenting themselves with stealing a few more glances as they passed, feeling it was a gain.
Yang Mengyao frowned slightly, forced to ignore the surrounding stares, inwardly complaining about her brother for taking so long to arrive.
Just as she was considering whether to go upstairs and wait at her best friend Shaowanβs place, Yang Haoranβs figure appeared in the distance, catching her eye.
βBrother, why are you so late?β
Yang Mengyao hurried toward him with small, quick steps, voicing her complaint. Yang Haoran ruffled her hair and said with a smile, βMom was keeping an eye on me. I got delayed playing with Mom.β
βHmphβ¦ Brother, do you like Mom more?β Yang Mengyao felt a tinge of jealousy and deliberately let out a dissatisfied hum, glaring at Yang Haoran with puffed cheeks.
They had agreed today that he would take her to get her nipples pierced. She had spent the whole night feeling nervous and uneasy, not wanting to disappoint her brother. She had mustered her courage and waited, only to be kept waiting for so longβand the reason was that he had been busy playing with Mom.
Yang Haoran found it amusing and pulled Yaoyao, who was like a little hamster, into his embrace. He felt the pressure of her full breasts against his chest, inhaled the faint fragrance of the young girlβs hair, and let his hand roam over her pleated skirt to grasp her pert buttocks, giving them a gentle squeeze.
It was the first time Yang Mengyao had been molested by her brother in public. Her face instantly flushed red, all the way to the tips of her ears. Yet, she dared not resist her brotherβs dominant teasing. She felt both pleasure and shame, lowering her head in embarrassment and burying her face in Yang Haoranβs chest.
Yang Haoran noticed the shocked gazes of the men nearby and flashed them a grin, as if greeting them or asserting his ownership to onlookers.
The men mistakenly assumed the innocent, busty girl was his girlfriend. Now that her boyfriend had arrived, continuing to watch seemed pointless. They walked away, exchanging a few comments.
βWhat a pity. What kind of boyfriend did she end up with?β
βI told you that girl was top-tier. When her boyfriend wasnβt here, it was a chance to make a move. Too bad you didnβt have the guts.β
βHahβ¦ As if Iβd have had a chance if I tried. Iβll consider myself lucky just to have gotten a few extra looks.β
βYou know, that girl seems like the obedient type. She didnβt even dare resist when her boyfriend groped her butt in public. Tsk tskβ¦ Who knows how freely he plays with her in private.β
βTrying to say good produce always gets eaten by pigs? Stop daydreaming. Her boyfriend is handsomer than the two of us combined. Iβm jealous, but I know my place.β
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As they walked away, Yang Haoran still didnβt hold back, fondling Yaoyaoβs pert buttocks and deliberately whispering in her ear, βYaoyao, did you know? Those men were watching me grope your butt.β
βHuh?β
Yang Mengyao looked up, overwhelmed with shame, but didnβt dare glance behind her. Instead, she urged anxiously, βBrother, letβs go quickly.β
Hearing this, Yang Haoran remained unhurried. gazing at Yaoyaoβs beautifully flushed face, red to the point of seemingζ»΄εΊ (dripping), and said, βWhy leave? Let them see the true nature of a little slut like you. Since they want to look, Iβll lift your skirt and show them your butt.β
βBrotherβ¦ Donβtβ¦ Iβm scaredβ¦β
Yang Mengyao was on the verge of tears, filled with terror and panic. She clung tightly to Yang Haoranβs body as if pleading.
Yang Haoran could feel Yaoyaoβs entire body tense up, trembling. Her full, lofty breasts were pressed flat against him, and the pressure against his chest felt incredibly pleasantβsoft, springy, and largeβ¦
βDonβt be afraidβ¦ Iβll just lift it for them to see for a few seconds.β
Yang Haoran comforted her, glanced around, and taking advantage of the momentary lack of people, slowly raised Yaoyaoβs black pleated skirt. Two pale, dazzling buttocks were exposed to the air, their tender white color like shelled eggs. A cotton white pair of panties printed with cartoons was wedged into her snow-white cleft, hugging it tightly. If one looked closely, they could clearly see a bulge near the panties’ position over her rosebud, plump and seemingly stuffed with something inside.
Yang Mengyao felt a coolness below and burst into tears from anxiety, her whole body trembling with fear. She didnβt understand why her brother wanted others to see her, feeling full of grievance. She wanted to stop him but was afraid of making him angry. In her frustration, she sank her silver teeth into Yang Haoranβs shoulder.
βOuchβ¦ Donβt biteβ¦ Theyβre gone, no oneβs hereβ¦β
Yang Haoran felt a pain in his shoulder and hurriedly lowered Yaoyaoβs skirt. Seeing Yaoyao release her bite and quickly glance back, he noticed she was too ashamed to look at him after confirming no one was there, keeping her head lowered.
βBrother, Iβm sorryβ¦β
Yang Haoran heard the girlβs apology, soft as a mosquitoβs hum, and saw her cheeks flushed crimson, nervously clutching her skirt, clearly afraid he might lift it again.
Yang Haoran couldnβt help but find it amusing and tapped her nose. βScared already? But Brother did say he would strip you naked and parade you on the road.β
After a moment, Yang Mengyao calmed down, realizing her brother was just trying to scare her. She snortedδΈζ»‘ε° (discontentedly), βBrother, stop frightening me. If you really meant it, youβd take me to a place with no people. I wouldnβt be afraid.β
βSaying that, arenβt you afraid Iβll make you do exhibitionist things at school?β
Yang Haoran teased, intent on tormenting her.
Hearing this, Yang Mengyao pursed her lips, feeling a trace of fear. She hugged her brother as if acting spoiled. βBrother, Yaoyao will be very obedient. As long as you donβt let others see Yaoyao, Iβll do whatever you want.β
Yang Haoran wasnβt stirred by the promise of letting him have his way, but he was very taken by Yaoyaoβsζε¨ (act of spoiling). This girl wasnβt all looks and no brainsβsometimes she was quite clever.
βAlright, alright, weβll talk about that later.β
Someone passing by glanced in their direction. Noticing this, Yang Haoran pushed Yaoyao away and said to her, βLetβs go. Weβre heading to Aunt Shenβs estate. Iβll introduce you to a pet companion.β
Yang Haoran held Yaoyaoβs hand and walked toward the bus stop, which wasnβt far, only about a hundred meters away. He had called a car, and it should be arriving soon.
βA pet companion?β
Yang Mengyao was somewhat puzzled, then recalled that her brother usually used βpetβ to refer to people. Curiously, she asked, βIs she someone Brother found for Yaoyao, like Shaowan?β
βMm.β
Yang Haoran nodded. βSheβll be your partner from now on. Sheβs a bit older than you, but she looks younger, more like a little girl.β