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“He’s that evil black dragon from before!”
“The one who’s evil through and through!”
Tang Yunke’s face was wary.
Zhou Xuan’s smile deepened. He shook the camera in his hand, the lens sweeping across their faces. “Relax, I just want to take a photo. A memento.”
“Even if, according to my little Bai Bai, I have crooked morals, corrupt values, and no bottom line, I still consider myself a good dragon.”
But the three of them didn’t let their guard down. Tang Yunke had already shifted into a fighting stance.
Seeing this, Zhou Xuan turned his gaze to Qin Liang, his tone turning teasing. “I can resolve the disaster coming for you at thirty. After I take this picture, we’ll talk slowly.”
Qin Liang’s pupils contracted sharply. His mind raced, calculating the other’s intentions.
“Okay.”
A crisp voice rang out. It was Tang Yunle.
She gently freed herself from Tang Yunke’s grasp and stepped forward half a pace. “If it’s just taking a picture, it’s fine.”
Pausing, Tang Yunle looked sideways at Qin Liang and Tang Yunke. “If possible, I want the people I love to stay by my side forever.”
Hearing this, Tang Yunke relaxed her tense body slightly, but her fists didn’t fully unclench. She still watched Zhou Xuan warily. “You black dragon, don’t try anything tricky. What kind of photo do you want to take?”
Zhou Xuan’s smile didn’t diminish.
He pointed at the beautifully decorated wedding photography set not far away, with a delicate bouquet on the stand. Nothing special at first glance.
Then his gaze swept across Tang Yunke, Tang Yunle, and Qin Liang in turn, and he added slowly, “Just a wedding photo of sisters sharing one husband.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Tang Yunke’s just-relaxed fists clenched again instantly, her face flushing red with anger.
Qin Liang was stunned.
But a thought arose in Tang Yunle’s mind: ‘Where did this wingman come from?’
Zhou Xuan was already walking toward the photography set with his camera, turning back to wave at them. “Come on, you three. Finish up early, and we’ll grab a drink after.”
The three hesitated for a moment, then followed Zhou Xuan to the set.
Tang Yunle naturally linked her arm through Qin Liang’s, a light smile on her face, her posture intimate and natural. Tang Yunke stood on the other side, stiff as a board, not knowing where to put her hands, her eyes fixed on the ground as if a flower was about to bloom there. Qin Liang was in the middle, forcing an awkward smile, his left hand held by Tang Yunle, his right hand suspended in midair, stuck between two choices.
Zhou Xuan took several shots but wasn’t satisfied. “You three, ‘sisters sharing one husband’ needs that vibe of seamless harmony. Those words are the key.”
“The sisters must love the same man, that competitive yet twisted sisterly bond—that’s the essence of the photo.”
“You need to embody this relationship.”
As he spoke, he pointed at Tang Yunle. “See, this miss has gotten into character perfectly—emotions and posture are spot on.”
Then his gaze swept to the other two, his tone tinged with a sigh. “But this classmate and this miss are too reserved, no emotion at all. It looks like a family photo accidentally including an enemy.”
After a few more attempts, Zhou Xuan put down his camera and crossed his arms. “If you two won’t cooperate, it makes things hard for me. Maybe we’ll have to part ways here.”
“Wait!”
Tang Yunle suddenly spoke. She first turned to look at Qin Liang, her eyes soft as cotton. “I know you’re a pure-love believer, and this is hard for you.”
She gently squeezed his hand, softening her voice further. “But I want you to stay with me forever, safe and sound. Just for me… be a little bit of a harem man, okay?”
Qin Liang’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
He looked at the hope in her eyes, remembered her words ‘stay with me forever,’ and finally nodded slowly, his voice hoarse. “Okay.”
Tang Yunle’s face bloomed into a smile. She turned to Tang Yunke, who was still sulking, and pleaded, “Little sis, please!”
Stepping forward, she gently grasped Tang Yunke’s wrist, her gaze earnest. “If Ah Liang can survive that disaster, for the rest of my life, I’ll give you all my share of the property.”
Tang Yunke looked up sharply, her eyes complex as she glanced at her sister and then at Qin Liang. The blush on her cheeks hadn’t faded, but now there was added conflict.
She tried to pull her hand away but couldn’t. Finally, she let out a heavy sigh, her voice muffled. “You… you’re really blinded by love.”
Even so, her tense body slowly relaxed—a silent consent.
Zhou Xuan watched with amusement, quickly raising his camera. “That’s more like it. Now, adjust your poses.”
“This twisted sisterly love sharing a husband is the right flavor!”
Tang Yunle smoothly took Qin Liang’s left arm and pulled Tang Yunke to his right side.
Qin Liang took a deep breath, finally lowering his suspended right hand to lightly rest on Tang Yunke’s shoulder.
Tang Yunle squeezed closer to Qin Liang and gave Tang Yunke a gentle push. “Yunke, come closer.”
Though the push was light, it made Tang Yunke instinctively lean half an inch toward Qin Liang.
His hand, originally on her shoulder, was already half-hovering. With the shift in balance, it slipped uncontrollably and landed squarely on Tang Yunke’s chest.
The softness, through the thin fabric, sent a warm sensation. Tang Yunke jolted as if hit by an electric shock, a half-stifled sob escaping her throat before she bit her lip to hold it back, her fingertips turning white.
Taking advantage of the movement, Tang Yunle guided Qin Liang’s left hand toward her own chest.
She was already nestled in his arm, and now she pressed his hand against her chest. Through the sheer wedding dress, the pliant softness was so distinct it made Qin Liang’s fingers stiffen.
“This is the feeling!” Zhou Xuan clicked the shutter rapidly.
Qin Liang’s hands were simultaneously enveloped by the sisters’ softness—the left by Tang Yunle’s active, smiling pressure, the right by Tang Yunke’s shy, trembling touch. Two different fragrances bloomed in his palms, making his throat dry.
Tang Yunke turned her face away, not daring to look at Qin Liang, the tips of her ears red enough to bleed. Yet she didn’t move away; instead, her breathing quickened, the rise and fall of her chest lightly brushing against the back of his hand.
Tang Yunle, meanwhile, looked up into Qin Liang’s eyes, her lashes fluttering, a hint of sly smile at the corner of her mouth. Her fingers traced small circles on the back of his hand, an unspoken tease.
Qin Liang felt only the warmth enveloping his hands, the scent of their bodies mingling sweetly in his nose. Tang Yunle’s initiative and Tang Yunke’s shyness were like two currents of electricity, shooting from his fingertips to his heart, making his breath catch and his Adam’s apple bob.
He instinctively tried to pull his hands away, but Tang Yunle gently pressed his wrist, pushing it deeper into her chest, her voice soft. “Don’t pull away, Ah Liang.”
This look was caught by Zhou Xuan, the shutter clicking as he froze that moment of intimacy.
—The man’s hands deep in the sisters’ softness, his face a mix of restraint and tipsiness. Tang Yunle was all smiles, Tang Yunke’s eyes shimmering with affection. Sunlight filtered through the lace of the wedding dress onto their intertwined skin, every touch steeped in indescribable allure.
“Perfect!” Zhou Xuan lowered the camera, shaking the screen. “Now that’s the true essence of allure.”
Tang Yunke suddenly broke free, covering her burning chest as she turned her back, shoulders trembling slightly.
But Tang Yunle still held Qin Liang’s hand, her fingers rubbing against his palm as she lowered her voice with a smile. “For Ah Liang, this little ‘sacrifice’ is totally worth it.”
“Classmate Qin, you’re so lucky to have a girlfriend who loves you this much. How enviable!”
Zhou Xuan grinned at the photo on the screen, then put away his camera and whistled to them. “Let’s go grab a drink and talk about that ‘fated death.'”
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