After he pressed his fingerprint, he opened the villa door and walked in.
Click. A very soft sound as the door closed.
Chi Cheng had lived here for so many years that even with the lights dim all around, he could still effortlessly avoid every obstacle, follow the spiral staircase and reach An Ran’s bedroom on the second floor.
The bedroom door was locked.
But that didn’t trouble him at all.
Chi Cheng took out a key, opened the door to An Ran’s room, and pushed it open gently.
The little girl was lying on the bed, her breathing steady.
Chi Cheng just stood there quietly looking at her, watching for a long, long ti.
She was sleeping very soundly, not moving at all, her cheek resting on the back of her own hand.
Chi Cheng’s gaze lingered over every inch of her small face, and in the end, settled on her lips.
In the soundless air, a thin mist seed to rise, hazy with sothing ambiguous, stripping his rationality away bit by bit.
He clearly knew he couldn’t.
He clearly told himself he could only look at her like this, that he couldn’t do anything else.
But Chi Cheng’s body seed completely beyond his mind’s control.
By the ti he ca back to himself, he was already standing by her bed, slightly bent over, his hand touching her cheek.
His thumb gently rubbed over her lips, and as Chi Cheng looked at her, his sexy Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
He sat at the edge of the bed, one hand braced on the mattress, the other caressing her cheek.
His breathing grew hotter and hotter.
His handso face moved closer bit by bit, only to suddenly stop just a few centiters away from her lips.
No.
If he kissed her now, he might very well wake her up.
No.
Hadn’t he already decided this ti to cut himself out of her life completely?
And An Ran, already deep asleep beneath him, would never imagine that at this very mont, her brother was sitting by her bed, struggling with himself over whether to steal a kiss from her.
She seed to be dreaming.
She murmured low, "Chi gege..."
Those three words snapped the string of reason inside Chi Cheng completely.
He lowered his head and kissed her hard.
He threw everything out of his mind, even to the point of losing control a little.
All because she had just called him her Chi gege.
Not gege.
Chi gege.
When An Ran was little, she always called him that.
Her lips were like a delicious dessert; no matter how he tasted them, it was never enough.
Chi Cheng’s breathing turned more and more ragged. He cupped her small face and tilted it up a little, his tongue prying open the gap between her lips, slipping in and stirring wantonly.
Why could she be this sweet.
"Mm..." The air in An Ran’s chest was stolen away, and she let out a small, uncomfortable whimper.
Chi Cheng’s reason slowly returned, and only then did he realize what he was doing.
Maybe kissing her tonight had been a wrong decision, because she could wake up at any mont.
But he wasn’t willing to pull back.
Chi Cheng’s movents slowed, changing from plundering to a gradual, gentle licking, not leaving a single corner untouched.
By the end, An Ran’s breathing was still even, but Chi Cheng’s was completely a ss.
He didn’t know how long he had kissed her before he finally let go of her lips.
He cupped the side of her face in one hand and said low, "An Ran..."
Just her na, called once, yet lingering and deep with feeling.
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The next day.
Different from how she usually snapped her eyes open the mont the alarm rang twice.
This morning the alarm went off several tis before An Ran seed to be jolted awake, moving who knew how many beats slower as she turned it off, and then, sluggishly, struggled to get out of bed.
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