Chapter 172: Desperate Measures of Song Wanrou, Song Mo on the Verge of Losing His Chastity

The footsteps behind him were stealthy and quiet.

But Song Mo was a martial practitioner, and ordinarily at home, he had an impression of everyone's footsteps.

Therefore.

He very easily distinguished that these were precisely Song Wanrou's footsteps.

Song Mo was just about to turn his head.

When he felt himself being hugged from behind by Song Wanrou.

Her soft body pressed against him.

His body stiffened slightly.

"Sister Wanrou?"

Song Mo called out stiffly.

He then felt, at his back, a warm breath that gradually crept up to his earlobe.

Song Wanrou rose on her tiptoes, greedily breathing in the scent on Song Mo's body.

A plaintive voice rose from behind Song Mo.

"Little brother, are you really in such a hurry to move out?"

Song Mo's brain was somewhat frozen at this moment.

He didn't know what to say.

And he felt that Song Wanrou's body behind him was so hot.

Moreover, it was soft and boneless, as if a casual push could send her tumbling onto the bed.

A strange scent permeated the air.

Stirring up desire.

Primal hormones were doing their work.

The atmosphere gradually grew subtle.

Song Mo said stiffly:

"Sister Wanrou, I only came back to have a look today, I'm not planning to move out right away."

Song Wanrou sighed softly.

"What's the difference? It's just a matter of sooner or later."

Song Wanrou reached her hand forward and covered Song Mo's mouth.

"Don't speak first, let me talk."

"Wait until I've finished before you answer my question, okay?"

"Little brother, you're in a relationship with Xia Yu and Xia Rou at the same time."

"Do they mind?"

Song Mo hesitated for a moment.

"Xia Yu and Xia Rou don't mind, but I think, even if they say they don't mind out loud, there will still be some grudge in their hearts."

"But I will do my best to dissolve the grudges in their two hearts."

Song Wanrou's arms wrapped around Song Mo.

Rising on her tiptoes, her cheek pressed against Song Mo's neck.

"Of course they'd mind."

"Because I feel it deeply myself, my little brother, I don't want to share you with anyone else either."

Hearing Song Wanrou say "little brother,"

The great stone in Song Mo's heart finally dropped.

【Thank goodness, thank goodness, I thought something was about to happen】

【So it's just the reluctance between an older sister and a younger brother】

【If she were my real sister, I naturally wouldn't overthink it, but Sister Wanrou and I have no blood relation, she's only a sister in name】

【But even so, after all these years, I've never had any romantic feelings for her】

【As the saying goes, "even a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its nest"】

Listening to Song Mo's inner thoughts, Song Wanrou only felt the unwillingness deep in her heart growing heavier and heavier, as if about to pull her into an abyss at any moment.

The arms she had wrapped around Song Mo also gradually tightened.

Song Mo chuckled lightly:

"Sister Wanrou, is this you being reluctant to part with me?"

"Anyway, transportation is so convenient now, you can come to my place to hang out anytime."

"If it's inconvenient, just video call or something."

【Although I've lived with Sister Wanrou since I was little】

【But we're grown up now, at our current age, living together still feels a bit inappropriate】

【Besides… there's still the promise with Xia Yu and Xia Rou】

【They said they would truly give me their first time on the day we move】

【But I feel there's no need to rush, I should set it up carefully, even without a marriage certificate, I still want to make the two of them feel like brides】

Listening to Song Mo's inner thoughts, Song Wanrou's back molars were nearly ground to dust!

Jealousy.

A sudden surge of resentment rose in her heart.

It wasn't directed at Song Mo, but at Xia Yu and Xia Rou.

Why… did she have to steal his little brother?

Wouldn't it be better to just behave?

【I didn't want to do this in the first place, but I have no way back now】

【One more step back, and it's an endless abyss】

【Days without my little brother will be bleak and lightless!】

Song Wanrou thought this to herself.

Behind Song Mo's back, where he couldn't see.

Her expression suddenly turned resolute.

【Song Wanrou, you must be brave, you must take the initiative to fight for it】

【Do you still want to taste the feeling of losing your little brother again?】

【Don't you remember at the very beginning, when little brother saw you, that look of disgust in his eyes?】

【Be brave this one time, even if it means falling into hell, I won't hesitate】

Song Mo heard rustling sounds coming from behind him.

This posture was really too awkward.

Song Wanrou had been hugging Song Mo from behind the whole time.

Keeping Song Mo from seeing what she was doing behind him.

This made Song Mo feel a bit uncomfortable.

He was just about to break free from Song Wanrou's embrace, to pull himself out of this awkward situation.

But Song Wanrou moved first, releasing the hands that had been binding Song Mo.

Song Mo let out a sigh of relief and turned around.

"Sis, have you eaten yet…"

His words cut off abruptly.

Song Mo froze on the spot.

He saw Song Wanrou completely naked, her hands half-bent and placed over her chest.

This scene struck Song Mo like a bolt of lightning!

"Sis! What are you doing!"

Song Mo's mouth was dry and parched, but even more so, he couldn't understand.

"We aren't even brother and sister!"

"Don't you still understand my feelings?"

"But I have no romantic feelings for you at all!"

"You're lying!"

Song Wanrou was certain Song Mo was lying.

That resolute tone even made Song Mo suspect she had heard the voice in his heart.

Song Wanrou pointed at Song Mo's pants,

"And you call this having no romantic feelings?"

"This is just a physiological reaction!"

"Then why can't you follow your body's instinct!"

She's completely lost her mind!

Everything Song Wanrou had done today even made Song Mo suspect she had suffered some kind of mental shock!

So bold and unrestrained!

A completely different person from her usual gentle, quiet self!

The current situation was truly awkward.

Song Mo didn't want to get too entangled with Song Wanrou.

But…

His feet couldn't quite move.

He had to admit, Song Wanrou's figure was really good.

Her figure was the kind with plenty of curves, yet not looking the slightest bit fat — not an ounce of excess flesh could be found on her body.

Song Mo was a physiologically normal male.

During his adolescence, he had watched plenty of Yinghuaguo's little movies, and his particular favorite was the older-sister type series.

With astonishing willpower, Song Mo forcibly shifted his gaze and noticed the blanket on the bed.

A plan immediately came to mind on the spot.

【Wrap Song Wanrou up in the blanket】

【Let her calm down first, then talk】

【In this situation, I can't just pin her down, right】

Song Mo had just been about to do this.

"Little brother, look at me."

Song Mo refused to look.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh, as a small needle pricked into him.

"Holy shit!"

Song Mo couldn't help but curse.

No matter how skilled you are, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife.

He truly hadn't expected that, with his brain flooded with blood and his gaze deliberately avoiding Song Wanrou, Song Wanrou would pull this kind of stunt on him.

Song Wanrou had made thorough preparations.

This aphrodisiac's effects were absurdly strong.

Song Mo quickly lost his reason.

(End of chapter)