CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 52: TO FIND JOY AND CONTENTMENT

"Pfft... You naughty boy! Up to no good again, are you? Why else would you suddenly get a red face?"

Ye Qing knew Su Chen all too well. Though he often restrained himself from acting out, his thoughts still lingered. With a playful scold, she tapped his forehead with her finger, but couldn’t help laughing at the sight of his face. The close proximity brought them even closer, and Su Chen, already lost in his fantasies, caught a whiff of his sister’s body scent.

With his head bowed, he not only glimpsed the impressive curves of her breasts but also caught a glimpse of her forbidden zone—her pussy—beneath the towel wrapped around her thighs.

Entranced, Su Chen instinctively pressed his leg against his sister’s bare, slender leg.

Though separated by his trousers, Su Chen could faintly sense the texture of her leg. Ye Qing immediately noticed his subtle movement. Her face flushed slightly, and a hint of playful reproach flashed in her eyes, but she pretended not to notice, allowing her brother’s little scheme to continue.

Having resolved to remain unmarried for her brother’s sake, Ye Qing considered her body—within certain limits—to belong to him. After all, given their intimate relationship, what part of her body, aside from her forbidden zone, hadn’t he touched?

Ye Qing had never resisted her brother’s schemes. Even when she hesitated about whether to guide his special feelings toward her back to normalcy, she never considered stopping their unique intimacy that transcended the boundaries of siblinghood. Now that she had made up her mind, she was even more inclined to indulge his desires.

Though Ye Qing pretended not to notice, Su Chen, who was always keenly aware of his sister’s reactions, saw the hint of playful reproach in her eyes. He knew his little scheme had been discovered and couldn’t help but grin sheepishly.

Securing her promise to never marry for his sake was already Su Chen’s greatest achievement of the day. With his deepest worry dispelled, he now genuinely cared about his sister’s feelings.

Temporarily setting aside the thoughts that threatened to corrupt him, Su Chen gazed at his sister. Her indescribable beauty and grace made her feel almost untouchable. This sister filled Su Chen with pride and a sense of accomplishment, knowing that from this day forward, this perfect goddess in the eyes of others would forever remain by his side.

"Sister!" Su Chen murmured dreamily, his affection for her growing stronger with each passing moment.

Ye Qing’s trembled slightly at her brother’s infatuated tone, but she maintained her composure. Perhaps she sensed the unsettling intimacy that had arisen between them, a connection she dared not acknowledge. Striving to remain calm, she asked, "What is it?"

Su Chen loved his sister. Even with her right beside him, he couldn’t suppress the intense emotions welling up inside him, unconsciously murmuring, "Sister, I... I miss your soft bed."

As he spoke, his body leaning slightly toward Ye Qing as if wanting to press against her. Instantly, her fresh scent filled his senses—a fragrance unique to her, sweet and intoxicating.

Ye Qing’s eyelids fluttered slightly at his words. She knew her brother wanted to crawl into her bed and cuddle with her again. Though this habit had been ingrained in their bones for over a decade, the thought of Su Chen endlessly playing with her body while they slept still made her blush.

After all, they were siblings, even though he was her brother, he was still a boy, and his touch always stirred strange, unfamiliar sensations within her.

"You never feel satisfied unless you’re teasing your sister, do you? You’re such a mischievous little brother. But no matter how much you tease me, I can never bring myself to refuse you. I’d even stay single my whole life for you, because you’ll always be the most important person in my life."

Ye Qing smiled faintly, stroking her brother’s cheek. Feeling their shared warmth, Ye Qing gazed at him with tender eyes, softly smoothing his slightly disheveled hair.

"Sis..."

For some reason, feeling his sister’s selfless, unwavering love—the kind that would sacrifice everything—Su Chen suddenly felt a lump forming in his throat.

Seeing her brother’s moved expression, Ye Qing smiled warmly. Her smile was breathtakingly beautiful, radiating a comforting warmth.

"Sister..."

"Hmm?"

Ye Qing gently stroked her brother’s handsome face. Even she, as his sister, often found herself momentarily mesmerized by his striking features, even feeling a faint stir of attraction.

"Sister, I want to sleep with you."

Unable to resist her any longer, Su Chen pushed himself up, opened his arms, and pulled her into a tight embrace—a tender yet forceful hold that seemed to want to fuse them into a single being.

In the past, Ye Qing would never have refused her brother’s request to sleep with her. But tonight, she hesitated. She could sense the intense emotions surging through him, especially after she had promised to stay by his side forever. In his overwhelming excitement, she detected a hint of something in his eyes—something she didn’t want to dwell on.

A perceptive woman like Ye Qing could always sense subtle changes. Sensing something amiss, she wanted her brother to calm down alone. After today, whether they slept together, bathed together, or even if he slept in her bed every night, it wouldn’t matter!

But Ye Qing didn’t know how to refuse him in the moment. Her brother’s emotions were sensitive, and fragile. She feared that rejection would send him spiraling into overthinking.

Slightly troubled, she shifted gently in her brother’s embrace, trying to find a comfortable position to lean against while she considered her options.

However, her subconscious movements as she pondered caused her soft boobies to rub repeatedly against Su Chen’s chest. Her breasts were supple, stirring strange feelings in his heart. In the past, when he played with his sister’s breasts, it had been out of habit, curiosity, and a sense of longing, but without the chaotic thoughts that now plagued him.

Since his feelings for his sister had changed, a covetous desire had taken root. Now, feeling her boobies against him, he felt a surge of lust.

Clutching her body, Su Chen felt increasingly restless and overheated. His cock slowly began to stir beneath him. Under different circumstances, he wouldn’t have been so agitated, but now, truly sensing his sister’s selfless love—her willingness to abandon everything for him—her image in his mind became sacred and inviolable. Yet, he was consumed by lust for her, even wanting to tear off her bath towel.

This desire terrified him. He knew that even if his sister, out of love for him, promised to stay by his side forever, she hadn’t yet reached the point where she would allow her younger brother to act so wantonly.

Forcibly taking her might succeed, but it would utterly devastate her, leaving a scar. Su Chen deeply loved his sister and wanted her to be happy in body and mind—to find joy and contentment in becoming his woman, not to suffer pain, disappointment, or lingering sorrow.