The slightly cool fingertips slid over An Ran's collarbone, bringing her waves of shivers.
She nervously clutched the edge of the sink, "No, don't..."
"Don't what?" Chi Cheng leaned over, biting gently near her ear, "It's because you're being naughty, Ranran, how should I punish you indeed?"
His voice was tempting and dangerous.
An Ran felt as though she was caught in a massive whirlpool, being pulled little by little into a depth of sin by a force she couldn't control herself.
Not far away, there were the sounds of people laughing and talking.
And by the sink, she was being held down in such an ambiguous position by her half-brother.
A strong sense of shame surged through her.
She faintly heard footsteps.
Someone was coming this way!
An Ran's heart skipped a beat, pushing him in a panic, "You, get away quickly..."
Chi Cheng, calm as ever, tilted up her chin revealing a devilish smile, "What if I said no."
The footsteps grew closer.
