Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 501 - 502 Consoling Song Xiaoru

Chapter 501: Chapter 502 Consoling Song Xiaoru

Song Xiaodong finally found his pants, but Song Xiaoru snatched hers away and dressed inside the blanket, relieved to feel less embarrassed.

It was not embarrassing anymore, but only for a moment. As her thoughts settled, Song Xiaoru’s face grew even redder with the realization that she had almost done it with Dongzi. She felt it was just a little bit more, and Dongzi would have entered her body; then, it would have become an irreversible fact.

What troubled Song Xiaoru even more was how she had acted just now. She was mortified—how could she behave that way in front of Song Xiaodong? How was she supposed to continue being his sister and maintain her authority?

Song Xiaodong kept stealthily glancing at Song Xiaoru, watching her moods shift, feeling anxious himself. After holding it in for a while, he couldn’t take it anymore and softly said, "Sister, are you still mad at me?"

"I’m not mad at you... I’m mad at myself. How could I... I’m so ashamed," Song Xiaoru said, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

"Sister, don’t cry! Don’t cry!" Song Xiaodong was startled and quickly hugged Song Xiaoru. If there was anything in this world that was deadly, it was Song Xiaoru’s tears. He couldn’t bear to see Song Xiaoru upset, much less crying, and he hurriedly said, "It’s all my fault, I’m a bastard, I dared to desecrate my dearest and most respected sister, I’m simply a beast!"

The more Song Xiaodong spoke, the more agitated he got, and he raised his hand to slap his own face hard.

"What are you doing?" Song Xiaoru quickly grabbed Song Xiaodong’s hand, anxiously asking, "Why are you hitting yourself? Have you gone mad?"

Song Xiaodong said with a choked voice, "Sister, I really owe you an apology. How could I do such a thing to you, make you sad, make you troubled? I really wish I could just kill myself."

Song Xiaoru tightly embraced Song Xiaodong, not letting his arm lift again, and said in panic, "Dongzi, don’t be impulsive. I’m not blaming you, I really am not."

"Sister, don’t comfort me. I know you’re really hurt. You raised me, and for so many years, you’ve suffered so much for me. How could you not be sad and troubled by what I did to you?"

"You... do you really want me to tell the truth?" Song Xiaoru looked at Song Xiaodong with some irritation.

"The truth?" Song Xiaodong looked back at her, bewildered.

"I’m upset, I’m sad, because I..." Song Xiaoru bit her lip, her face suddenly flushed with a deep red, saying, "It’s because I was so embarrassed to go along with you, and at the end... like that, I feel so disgraced."

"This..." Song Xiaodong was taken aback on hearing Song Xiaoru speak this way.

"I’m not mad at what you did to me, I really am not. I know you were dazed and not clear-headed at that time. You probably thought I was Qingqing, but I should have known it was you, and I still... how could I not feel embarrassed?"

"You knew it was me..." Song Xiaodong mumbled, his eyes shifting toward Song Xiaoru with a strange glint.

"Yes, even though I was dazed, I should have realized it was you, and yet I went along with it. I didn’t refuse you. The most embarrassing part is... I even... I feel like I can’t face you now, like I just can’t be your sister anymore."

Song Xiaoru said this and buried her head into Song Xiaodong’s shoulder, truly not daring to look at him.

Song Xiaodong gave a lopsided smile, his expression becoming even stranger as he said, "Sister, this isn’t your fault. Men and women alike naturally have needs. You were aware it was me at that time but thought it was a dream, so you didn’t refuse me. I’m right, aren’t I?"

"Yes, yes, I just thought it was a dream," Song Xiaoru seemed to be seeking relief in her own mind, and Song Xiaodong’s words hit right at her heart.

"Exactly, dreams always have weird and strange things, sometimes involving totally unrelated people, or even someone you really dislike. It’s not odd that you dreamed of me, your brother, especially since we slept on the same bed last night, which could have given you a subconscious hint."

"Oh... is that really how it is?" Song Xiaoru asked cautiously.

"Of course it’s true. I study medicine, and I have a good understanding of psychology too. This is entirely a normal psychological reaction, nothing strange at all. As for your response, that’s even more normal. You haven’t had a boyfriend, and your desires haven’t been expressed, which often comes out through dreams instead. Bottle that up over a semester, and it’s harmful to your body. It’s just human instinct to have those needs, for both men and women, and it doesn’t involve any shame. In high school, you even caught me masturbating."

"Pfft..." Song Xiaoru burst out laughing and said, "You little rascal, you were up to no good even in high school."

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, "That’s nothing big. In medical terms, it’s called nocturnal emission, which you must know, right?"

Song Xiaoru lifted her head and said, "So you mean, I’m not a wanton woman?"

Song Xiaodong replied with utmost seriousness, "Of course you’re not, sister. You’re the purest, gentlest woman. However, on the bed, it’s not bad for a woman to be a bit wanton with the man she loves; it actually makes men like her more."

It seemed as if Song Xiaoru’s concerns were truly unraveled by Song Xiaodong’s words, and she subconsciously followed his comment by asking, "So is Qingqing wanton on the bed?"

"She’s not, she’s quite conservative," Song Xiaodong chuckled dryly.

Song Xiaoru laughed and said, "It seems she hasn’t satisfied you in that regard, huh? What about Yingying?"

"Yingying..." Song Xiaodong laughed softly, "She’s a little demon. She dares to do anything, but her body can’t keep up, which frustrates me more."

"Then just wait until she gets better, and you’ll be fortunate. But I’m warning you, you can’t treat Qingqing poorly. Having one person to satisfy you in bed is enough; you can’t be too demanding."

"I know," Song Xiaodong smiled lightly.

Song Xiaoru suddenly spat at Song Xiaodong and scolded, "Get lost, I’m done talking about this with you. I’m going downstairs to make you breakfast." With that, she started to rise from the bed.