My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 138 Brother, I’m a Little Scared

Chapter 138: Chapter 138 Brother, I’m a Little Scared

Fu Ying was about to put down her phone when he reached out and tapped on a video.

A visual shock hit right away.

The air grew tense.

Fu Ying’s body stiffened, her cheeks heated up more and more, flushing from the tips of her ears to her earlobes, then down her neck.

The volume on her phone was loud, filling the living room with the sounds of a woman’s cries from the video, unclear whether they were from pain or pleasure.

She bit her lip tightly and pressed the power button. The screen turned black and the sound abruptly stopped.

She knew her little brother was no proper man.

But before she could stop him, Shen Liguang tapped on the video.

Now she could feel the man’s body getting hotter, his chin resting in her neck nook, breathing out warm and sultry breaths.

Fu Ying licked her lips and struggled in his embrace: "Brother, you, you’re so hot, I feel warm."

"Hot? Then take it off."

Fu Ying bowed her head, holding onto the pillow on her lap, her body stiff.

The man behind her pressed closer, gently kissing her neck.

His warm breath on her neck, Fu Ying’s body was especially stiff and itchy.

Her neck, her earlobe, everywhere was filled with his masculine scent, making Fu Ying shiver uncontrollably with each of his exhales.

"Yingying," he called her name softly, slowly smiling, "Don’t tremble."

Fu Ying tried to control herself, her voice was soft and delicate, "I didn’t mean to tremble, it’s, it’s too itchy."

She only felt her body very hot, just like every time she had that dream, a strange heat inside her.

Her voice was tearful when she spoke, tender to the core.

He was so bad, kissing her earlobe, his breath hot on her neck.

Fu Ying’s body shook violently, unable to control it.

"Bro, Brother, don’t..."

The girl’s voice was tearful and weak, so weak it was tempting to bully her...

Shen Liguang frowned, his Adam’s apple moving, his eyes deep.

The girl was still trembling in his embrace.

Her neck was sensitive, her itching from his kisses became unbearable and she involuntarily moaned.

"Don’t what?"

His voice was hoarse as he asked her.

Fu Ying bit her lip, embarrassed to speak.

The man was so bad, laughing deeply by her ear, "Should I not kiss you, or should I not do you?"

His tone lifted, and his husky voice was especially seductive.

Fu Ying took a deep breath, struggled a bit, but he was strong, holding her tight in his arms.

Slowly she realized he was become aroused, kissing passionately, deeply.

His breathing became erratic as he sought her lips, Fu Ying turned her head to accommodate him, allowing him to kiss her.

His large hand was wandering, fumbling with the buttons on her clothes.

Fu Ying was particularly nervous, her body shaking.

She trembled and the man chuckled low.

Fu Ying’s breathing was labored from his kisses, on the verge of confusion when she felt a coldness on her chest, her mind went blank.

Before she knew it, she was lying soft on the couch.

She raised her hand to resist him, her little face blushing red, eyes full of fear, her voice both urgent and soft: "Brother, I, I’m scared."

The man kissed her intensively, replying in between, "Mmm, I’ll be gentle."

Fu Ying’s heart raced.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, "Brother, I have something to tell you."

The man was very busy and responded somewhat perfunctorily: "Hmm."

Fu Ying followed with a shudder, whispering softly, "Did you, did you already know that my dad knows about us secretly being together?"

"Your whole family knows we’re together."

Fu Ying: "..."

Fu Ying slept soundly; she still had class at eight.

Shen Liguang, rising at what seemed an elderly man’s early hour, was up by seven, looking down at the little soft bundle in his arms for half an hour.

She slept peacefully, breathing lightly, curled up in his arms like a kitten.

He kissed her lightly on the body and then got out of bed.

Fu Ying was startled awake by her phone alarm, and when she opened her eyes, she saw someone sitting by the bed.

Her face turned red, then she hugged the quilt closer inwards, hiding her entire self inside, not even peeking her head out.

"Time to get up, you have class."

"You, you go out first."

Shen Liguang smiled: "Okay."

Fu Ying pulled the quilt down, got out of bed barefoot, grabbed two pieces of clothing from her bag, and put them on before heading out to wash up.

Shen Liguang was busy removing the sofa cover; Fu Ying glanced at him briefly and hurried into the bathroom.

Shen Liguang turned his head and smiled at her fleeing back.

Fu Ying stayed in there a long time; Shen Liguang urged her from outside before she slowly came out.

"I’ll take you to school after we eat."

Fu Ying nodded: "Hmm."

She obediently finished her meal, eating whatever he served her.

Obedient to a fault.

....

Some things, once slowly discovered by someone, will never be secret again.

Lin Lishan somehow heard about her having a boyfriend and called her up.

At that time, Fu Ying was sitting in the courtyard chatting with Wen Qing and her grandma.

Wen Qing heard her phone ring and joked, "Boyfriend?"

Fu Ying shyly shook her head: "Just a friend."

Grandma joined in teasing her: "Not a boyfriend?"

Fu Ying’s face turned a deeper shade of red.

Wen Qing and Grandma watched her embarrassment and couldn’t help but laugh.

Fu Ying took her phone, not wanting to disturb their chat, and went to answer the call; Lin Lishan’s questions bombarded her like cannon fire.

That evening, Fu Ying was called out to Lin Lishan’s house.

She often visited during high school, and Lin Lishan’s mom knew her well, warmly insisting she shouldn’t go back at night and should stay over.

Overwhelmed by her warmth, Fu Ying ended up staying.

That night, the two girls lay in bed talking.

Lin Lishan asked many questions: Who’s the boyfriend? How did you get together? How long have you been together? And she probed into various romantic details.

Fu Ying paused, then didn’t hide it from her, saying, "It’s that, you know, the firefighter who conducted drills for us in high school, we met again after graduation during a camping accident, and once on a bus, remember?"

Lin Lishan could hardly forget, she remembered that firefighter’s handsome face.

"How long have you been hiding this from me? Last time on the bus, I even asked him if he had a girlfriend..." Lin Lishan frowned, carefully pondering and realizing something was off, "So, when he said he had a girlfriend then, that girlfriend was you?"

Fu Ying gently nodded: "Hmm."

"Holy shit?! You, you actually fooled me, the two of you even acted like you didn’t know each other, well done, sister, secretly dating like that, So all this time I was showing off my love in front of you like a clown, right?"

Fu Ying smiled and shook her head: "Not really, I was actually quite jealous at the time."