When her body was about to grow up, one night, she finally lay down in his bedding again.

She looked at him with bright eyes and said nothing.

Shen Xichen paused, and finally walked forward.

In the past, he was so angry that he would faint her tossingly.

At this time she was in poor health, and Shen Xichen was gentle for three points first.

After a night of sex, he still insisted to see her sent back to his room, as if this would erase what the two had done.

It's just that he himself knows that some things happen as soon as they happen. No matter how he hides them, they can't really erase them.

Shen Xichen couldn't help laughing at himself when he thought of what he was doing.

He even had such a day of deceiving himself and others.

When the weather is completely warming up, the marriage between Shen Xichen and Mo Xingwu is also approaching.

This time, he made it clear to his sister in advance that this marriage contract did not count, and even if he married Mo Xingwu in the door, it was impossible to really keep her in Shen Mansion.

The little girl looked very reasonable: "Brother, you can do it."

Shen Xichen was relieved.

During this period of time, for some reason, he always felt that Mo Songshu was suspicious of him again.

Even if an old fox like Mo Songshu didn't catch any definite evidence, he would intuitively feel that it was dangerous. Shen Xichen could only stand still and wait for Mo Xingwu to enter the gate of Shen's house before making plans.

The closer the divorce is, the more festive the atmosphere in the mansion.

A row of red lanterns hung in the corridor. When Shen Xichen returned to the backyard at night, she saw her alone looking at the lanterns in the corridor.

There was no resentment on her face, only envy.

Shen Xichen paused.

She never wanted anything, Shen Xichen had never seen anyone she envied.

At this moment, he looked at the lantern with an enviable look. After Shen Xichen walked up to her, he said softly: "Why stand in the courtyard and be careful of catching cold."

Hearing what he said, the little girl came back to her senses.

She hugged his waist with a big smile, and smiled innocently: "Brother, you are back!"

It seemed that she was not the one who looked at the lantern in a trance, and suddenly became the heartless girl.

No one was around, Shen Xichen beat her up and hugged her.

When he rarely took the initiative to befriend her, the little girl was surprised, and then couldn't help but laugh happily: "Brother, what happened to you today? It seems to be in a good mood."

Shen Xichen responded indifferently, hugged her back to the house, and kissed her.

The girl underneath responded hard to him.

When the two separated, she was panting, her small face was springing.

Shen Xichen knew that he shouldn't, he knew that the person in front of him was his sister, but his body still reacted honestly.

There was silence outside the window, except for the bright moonlight shining cleanly.

Shen Xichen pressed her under him, and tenderly occupied her.

Morality, etiquette, integrity... these things that he always cared about the most, all collapsed at this moment.

Obviously, the pleasure in his body hits one after another, but his heart is still non-stop, cursing himself over and over again.

He hates the younger sister below him as much as he hates his filthy self.

Doing things with one's own sister...

Shen Xichen pursed his white lips.

In his whole life, he may not be able to forgive himself.

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