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“I’ve decided! I’m going into seclusion to learn piano!”
At the dinner table, Tang Yunle put down her chopsticks and solemnly announced.
Qin Liang paused for a moment, then immediately nodded in agreement.
A few days later, in front of the gates of a closed piano training institution, Qin Liang helped Tang Yunle carry her suitcase. Tang Yunke stood nearby, head down, playing on her phone.
“We’re here.” Qin Liang set the suitcase on the ground, looking at the strictly disciplined school before him, inexplicably relieved.
Tang Yunle turned around and first threw herself into Qin Liang’s arms, her arms circling his neck, her voice syrupy sweet: “Husband, I’ll be in seclusion for two months learning piano. These two months will be tough on you.”
Qin Liang tightened slightly as she hugged him, the corner of his mouth twitching almost imperceptibly. He unconsciously raised a hand to touch his waist, but his words followed along: “It’s fine. Focus on your studies. I’ll handle things at home.”
Inside, he was secretly rejoicing—finally, a period of peace. After these two months, his waist should recover quite a bit.
Releasing Qin Liang, Tang Yunle turned to Tang Yunke, affectionately rubbing her face: “Got it. Go early, come back early. And remember, I’m helping you take care of him. Pay me two months’ caretaker fee—not a cent less.”
Tang Yunke pinched her cheek, smiling slyly: “Don’t worry, you’ll get yours.” With that, she grabbed her suitcase and walked into the airport gate without looking back, leaving Qin Liang and Tang Yunke standing there.
“Let’s go back.”
Qin Liang said, about to step forward, when the summer sky suddenly changed. Rain came pouring down without warning.
Raindrops the size of beans fell without a sign, instantly forming a curtain of water, pelting them with a crackling sound.
The two hurriedly took shelter under the canopy of a nearby bus stop. Tang Yunke brushed back her wet bangs and suddenly looked up: “Brother-in-law, did you bring the Magic Pen? Stop this rain.”
Qin Liang instinctively reached for his pocket, then shook his head helplessly: “Forgot it at home.”
“Then I’ll do it.” Tang Yunke said, moving closer to him until her shoulder almost touched his arm. “Get closer. I’ll teleport us directly back.”
Qin Liang nodded, about to adjust his stance, when his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over her neckline.
Tang Yunke was wearing a white spaghetti-strap dress today. Because of the straps, she wasn’t wearing a bra, only nipple covers. Now, the dress was soaked through, clinging to her skin, the pair of breast-covered breasts vaguely visible beneath the wet fabric before Qin Liang’s eyes.
Noticing the man’s gaze, Tang Yunke instinctively hugged her chest. But the motion only pressed her breasts together, creating a deep cleavage. The deep valley paired with half-exposed breast flesh looked even more seductive and alluring.
The man’s throat bobbed unnaturally.
Qin Liang averted his gaze without a trace. “Teleport us. Let’s go home and change.”
“Then come closer.”
“Huh?”
“I can teleport my sister because we’re similar in weight—hand in hand works. But you’re much taller and heavier than me. You have to hold me.”
Qin Liang was taken aback, his eyes falling on Tang Yunke. The wet spaghetti-strap dress clung to her like a thin veil, the curves beneath the fabric growing clearer with the rain.
Was this… appropriate?
While he hesitated, a cold wind blew. Tang Yunke suddenly shivered, goosebumps rising on her pale arms.
She bit her lower lip, no longer waiting for him to act. She rose on tiptoe and flung her arms around his waist, her cheek almost buried in his chest.
“Don’t dawdle.” Her voice carried a nasal tone from the cold, but her body was startlingly warm.
Qin Liang felt a softness in his arms. Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the fullness of her breasts pressing against his abdomen, carrying the chill of rain and the soft warmth of a young girl’s skin.
His back stiffened involuntarily. Just as he was about to raise a hand to steady her, the surroundings suddenly twisted.
Light and shadow spun. The scent of home filled his nose, but the touch in his arms burned more than ever.
Tang Yunke pushed him away, staggering back half a step. Her nose was still red, her voice trembling with cold: “I’m going to change.”
With that, she turned and walked toward the bedroom. The wet spaghetti-strap dress clung to her body, the curves outlined under the light dizzying to the eyes.
Qin Liang stood there without moving, his brow slightly furrowed. The sensation from his arms still lingered in his palms—soft and scalding hot, mixed with the coolness of rain. It felt… a bit off.
He thought so.
Before long, Tang Yunke came out after changing.
Qin Liang had also changed into clean loungewear and was sitting on the large sofa in the living room, holding a bucket of popcorn, casually playing a movie to pass the time.
His peripheral vision caught Tang Yunke approaching. He instinctively looked up, and his breath hitched abruptly.
She was wearing only a set of black lace lingerie with so little fabric it was pitiful. The straps hung loosely on her shoulders, exposing most of her fair skin to the air. As she moved, the fullness of her breasts swayed gently, and the skin on her waist and stomach was as delicate as fine porcelain.
Tang Yunke walked straight to him, her body pressing against his arm.
A faint scent of lemon mixed with a girl’s fragrance wafted over.
She turned sideways, her fingers lightly resting on Qin Liang’s hand holding the popcorn, her fingertips ambiguously brushing the back of his hand: “Brother-in-law, how do I look in this?”
Qin Liang withdrew his hand without changing expression, picked up a piece of popcorn, and popped it directly into her slightly parted lips. His voice was calm and even: “What did A-Le arrange for you?”
Tang Yunke bit into the popcorn, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. Then she curved her lips, her tongue licking the sugar frosting from the corner of her mouth: “Arrange? What could my sister arrange for me? Just to take good care of you…”
As she spoke, she leaned closer, almost pressing against him.
“Brother-in-law, you smell so good!”
Thump!
Qin Liang flicked his finger lightly against her smooth forehead.
Tang Yunke winced in pain with a “hiss,” about to glare at him, when she saw him slowly pull a pitch-black pen from his pocket and wave it in front of her.
“I want the truth.”
Tang Yunke’s expression changed instantly. She pouted, most of the seduction fading from her face, and turned away irritably.
She knew. If she didn’t voluntarily tell the truth now, soon…
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