Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 386 - 387: Don’t Mess Around

Chapter 386: Chapter 387: Don’t Mess Around

Song Xiaoru spat at Song Xiaodong, scolded him, "What are you yelling for? I pushed a bit hard, but I’ve been tugging your ear since you were little, and it’s never come off."

Miao Xuanxuan inside the closet instantly breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt guilty for having such wicked thoughts. Dongzi respected Song Xiaoru so much, how could he ever be disrespectful to Song Xiaoru? Besides, Song Xiaoru was so gentle and lovely; she couldn’t possibly do anything evil.

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "Sis, let me give you a massage."

"Pull up your pants, what a sight." Song Xiaoru spat at Song Xiaodong again.

"Oh, oh." Song Xiaodong hurriedly pulled up his pants, his face flushing a bit.

Song Xiaoru laughed softly and said, "You’re still embarrassed? From when you were little to now, I’ve taken care of you. I’ve seen everything, there’s nothing to be shy about with me."

"It’s just that I’ve grown up, and continuing like this would be disrespectful to my sister, and I dare not," Song Xiaodong obediently pulled his pants up, then let Song Xiaoru rest her head on his legs, and began massaging her head.

Song Xiaoru closed her eyes, spoke a few words with Song Xiaodong, and soon fell asleep. Song Xiaodong’s massage technique was so good, and since it was his sister, he naturally exerted himself. Furthermore, he wanted to put Song Xiaoru to sleep quicker so Miao Xuanxuan could come out.

About ten minutes later, Song Xiaodong gently laid Song Xiaoru’s head on the pillow, seeing that she was deeply asleep. He then quietly opened the door of the closet.

Song Xiaodong whispered, "My sister is asleep, you better hurry out."

"You scared me to death." Miao Xuanxuan stuck her tongue out, quickly emerged from the closet, hurriedly slipped on her clothes, then sneaked out of the room. Tonight’s incident terrified her, but recalling it back in her room, it was incredibly thrilling.

"That rascal Dongzi, knowing it was me, still treated me like that, doesn’t that mean that as long as Miao Qingqing doesn’t find out, I can be with Dongzi like this in the future?"

"No, no, that would be betraying Miao Qingqing, and if she found out, it would be even worse."

"But... I definitely can’t resist, I... I just have to be more careful in the future, and not too often, once a month with Dongzi should be enough."

"Right, right, and now Dongzi treats me this way, then what about him and Qingqing? But at least in a couple of days they are definitely going to ’do it,’ ah, I want it too."

Miao Xuanxuan tossed and turned a long time before she finally dozed off, unclear-headed. Rationally, she knew she shouldn’t continue with Song Xiaodong like this, but she couldn’t control herself, and eventually decided to do such things less in the future and to be extremely careful not to let Miao Qingqing find out.

Song Xiaoru was sleeping in Song Xiaodong’s bed. Song Xiaodong hadn’t been this close to Song Xiaoru in a long time, inhaling the faint scent on her body, holding her soft body, he was truly enraptured, feeling even more comfortable than when holding Miao Xuanxuan, and quickly fell asleep.

Song Xiaoru slept deeply throughout the night, usually waking up at six, but today she didn’t open her eyes until six thirty.

Upon waking, she found herself resting on Song Xiaodong’s arm, her whole body turned away from him, curled up in his embrace, Song Xiaodong’s other hand wrapped around her, even slipping inside her sleepwear, resting on her chest, and she also felt Song Xiaodong’s morning reaction, which made Song Xiaoru somewhat embarrassed and blush.

Even in such a position, she had still slept so soundly, which was way too careless.

Song Xiaoru tried to gently move Xiaodong away like before and silently get out of bed, but this time when she pulled on Xiaodong’s arm, he even tightened his hold and grabbed a handful.

"Oh..." Song Xiaoru couldn’t help but let out a low moan, the sensation was somewhat thrilling and made her cry out involuntarily.

"Let’s sleep a little longer," Xiaodong muttered, his movements even more active, rubbing and pinching.

"Dongzi, I’m your sister," Song Xiaoru, biting her lip and enduring that unusual feeling, reminded him softly.

"Sister..." Xiaodong’s hand unconsciously pinched again, then suddenly stopped, and swiftly withdrew from her chest, sitting up abruptly.

"Sister... I’m sorry, I thought it was Xuan... Qingqing," Xiaodong, flushing red and looking nervously apologetic, almost let out that it was Xuanxuan, but hurriedly corrected himself.

Song Xiaoru also felt quite embarrassed and didn’t catch the implication in Xiaodong’s words. But seeing Xiaodong’s expression, she couldn’t bring herself to blame him and chided, "You know, I dare not sleep with you anymore."

"Don’t, I dare not do it again. Sister, you can’t desert me," Xiaodong, noticing that Song Xiaoru wasn’t angry, immediately began to joke cheekily.

"Give you some slack, and you climb all over it," Song Xiaoru glanced at Xiaodong, her face reddened, and said, "We are siblings, you shouldn’t touch me like this... cough! Don’t you think our behavior is very abnormal? Even if really nothing happened between us, what would Qingqing think if she found out?"

Xiaodong pouted unwillingly and said, "Then I’ll just control myself. I won’t touch you anymore, is it okay if I just hold you while sleeping?"

Song Xiaoru firmly said, "That won’t do either. You’re fine before you fall asleep, but once you are asleep, you behave improperly."

"Oh... then next time tie up my hands."

Song Xiaoru couldn’t help but laugh, lightly tapping Xiaodong on the forehead, saying, "You little rascal, really such a scamp."

Xiaodong wrapped his arms around Song Xiaoru’s shoulders, saying, "But you are the dearest sister I’ve ever had in my life. Even if I have to give up my wife, I can’t lose my sister."

A warm feeling surged in Song Xiaoru’s heart, she leaned her head on Xiaodong’s shoulder, saying, "Alright, I know you care about me. Hurry up and get up now; it’s already half past six. If they get up and see me coming out of your room, it’s not going to look good."

Xiaodong chuckled, "What’s there to fear, they didn’t see us sleeping in the same room, is it wrong for you to come and check on me in the morning?"

"Always so full of excuses. Anyway, let’s just be more careful. I don’t want my role as your sister to affect your chances of finding a wife."

Xiaodong lifted his chin, saying, "Finding a wife is not a big deal at any minute, but anyone who disrespects my sister, even if she is the best wife, I wouldn’t want her."

"You..." Song Xiaoru pointed her finger at Xiaodong’s forehead, but inside she felt indescribably happy and sweet. Having such a brother—and furthermore, a brother without blood ties—made her feel incredibly fulfilled as a sister.