Twin Stars (Adult Novel of Experience Story)

1. Gemini

The story begins on the morning when I had just finished staying up all night. That was when I finally woke up from the nightmare of writing on the desk. For a relatively unknown writer like me, my biggest dream in life is to have a work that becomes a huge hit. However, no matter how confident I am in my writing skills, to be honest, I still need some luck to make a living in this industry.

With a passion in my heart, I downgraded from pure literature when I started out to popular novels, and even from martial arts, science fiction, and horror to popular romance novels. But as mentioned before, I lost money on every work I wrote, and I almost got rejected by the publishing house.

Just when I was bored, I tried to change the subject matter and wrote an erotic novel. It was originally a work for my own entertainment and to pass the time and practice my writing skills. After I took a chance and sent it to the publishing house, they boldly published it and said that if it didn't sell this time, I wouldn't need to send them manuscripts in the future.

However, fate seems to be playing tricks on people. I don’t know whether the content of the book just suits the readers’ taste or it is just a stroke of luck. My book became extremely popular and sold like hot cakes. I can only use one word to describe it: I'm lucky! For a small writer like me who dreams of becoming famous and getting rich, this should be a very happy thing, but I just can't feel happy at all.

Although the huge royalties made my pockets very full, as my work became a bestseller, some response programs began to criticize it on the grounds of the standard of the book and whether the content would cause a bad trend in society. Sometimes when I walk on the street, I am afraid that passers-by will know my identity and beat me up. This is completely different from my dream of gaining both fame and fortune.

But publishers don’t think so. As long as their books sell well and they can make money, that’s enough for them. They don’t care about the consequences of the corruption of social morality. As a result, at the request of the publisher, I had no choice but to publish pornographic novels one after another.

However, due to the excessive pressure on my works, my subject matter has ranged from rape, incest, SM, adultery to bestiality, and I have probably exhausted the scope of what I can write about. So I began a nightmare of searching for inspiration and rushing to finish my work. The publishing deadlines and the threatening and tempting calls from the editorial department made me afraid whenever I heard the phone call.

Just this morning, as soon as I turned off the blank computer screen, that damn ringing sound rang again.

I picked it up with trepidation, thinking that it was probably another call from the editorial department urging them to finish it. Just when I had already thought of an excuse to delay the conversation, I realized that the person on the other end of the phone was my father, who had been missing for three years.

Speaking of my irresponsible father, to be honest, I really feel a bit headache. Ever since I was very young, I rarely saw him staying at home. Because he was either busy eating, drinking and having fun outside every day, or busy hunting and picking up girls, I can say that I was raised by my mother alone, which also made me have a very indifferent impression of him.

Especially since his mother died seven years ago, he has been like a wild horse with no one to control him. Although he always says that he loves his mother the most, I sometimes doubt the truthfulness of this statement because of his constant changing of girlfriends.

It would be fine if he just liked to pick up girls, but he often left a lot of mess for me to clean up after having a good time drinking and having sex, which made me have to stay away from this womanizing father.

Although there is no news from him, I know he should still be alive because I am the beneficiary of his insurance money. As long as he dies, someone from the insurance company will naturally notify me.

To be honest, I was a little disappointed to receive his call suddenly because it meant that my huge insurance money was lost. I asked in a bad tone on the phone why he hadn't sent me any message or contacted me for so long, even though I didn't want him to contact me at all. But that old guy kept talking about this and that, and told a lot of nonsensical stories about picking up girls, but he didn't explain what he had done over the years.

The pressure of staying up late and submitting manuscripts had already made my adrenaline level rise. Just when I was about to go crazy, this old man actually told me that he was already married in the south. I was shocked. Such a big event as marriage was not discussed with me, nor was I notified to attend. Just like that, out of nowhere, I was given a stepmother to share the inheritance.

I don't know how long I cursed on the other end of the phone. After I calmed down, the old man continued talking. He said that it took him more than a year to finally get his current wife, and it took him more than half a year to persuade her to marry him. He said in a very proud tone that the woman was a big landowner in the central and southern parts of the country and was very rich. The only bad thing was that she had a pair of twin babies.

Because the two twins were going to junior high school soon, she heard that junior high schools in the north were better, so she wanted to send them to study in the north. It just so happened that I, as the eldest brother, lived here, so I wanted to bring them here to take care of them.

How could I not know what that old man was thinking? As soon as I heard him, I knew he didn't want anyone to disturb his happy honeymoon. What he said about junior high schools in the north being better and leaving the kids to me to take care of them was all bullshit. He must have been whispering in the ears of my stepmother who showed up unexpectedly, fanning the flames and instigating her.

There is no such good thing as a cheap deal in the world. Of course I refused it outright. But the old man didn't give up. He used all kinds of persuasion to force me to agree. He also said that after both of them passed away, I would naturally have a share of the generous inheritance. I thought to myself that if I waited until both of them died, I would never know how long it would take, so I remained unmoved.

In the end, the damn old man even threatened me. He said that if I didn’t agree, he would write a letter to the newspaper saying that I was the most popular and controversial erotic novelist recently. I was so scared that the phone almost hit my foot. I asked him how he knew that, and the old man just laughed it off and said he would naturally find out.

The situation is stronger than the person, he has the leverage over me, it seems I have no choice but to agree. Fortunately, that old man said that he would not treat me unfairly and would give me a monthly allowance and living expenses, which would ensure that I would have enough money in my pocket.

The worst part was that he also said that the twins had already left and would be at the airport this afternoon and asked me to pick them up as soon as possible. I really admire the troubles he throws at me, which are more and more troublesome each time. I looked at the time and saw that it was almost time. I didn't want to talk to him, so I just asked about the twins' names and ages. He briefly said that the older one was called Meng Yue and the younger one was called Meng Jian, and then the phone was disconnected after a burst of noise.

I waited and waited by the phone, but the old man never called again. He probably thought it was too troublesome and didn't bother to explain further, which was really in line with his lazy style.

Although my damn dad didn't explain it clearly, I judged from the pronunciation of their names that they should be a pair of brothers. This was a very unique experience for me, an only child.

I sighed. I am very experienced in cleaning up this kind of mess. After all, I am his son. I took a quick shower, changed into some decent clothes, and rushed downstairs.

The four-story apartment building where I live has a cafe run by the landlord on the first and second floors, and connected duplex residences on the third and fourth floors. When I first rented the apartment, I was limited to the third floor, so the fourth floor was still empty. Now that there are two more people living here, when I went downstairs I took the opportunity to tell the landlord about the rent increase for the fourth floor.

My landlord's name is Yiting, a very beautiful widow in her twenties. Although her husband died at a young age, her beautiful appearance and graceful figure always mean that she has many devoted suitors around her.

To be honest, I am also very interested in her, especially her gentle and kind temperament, which makes me deeply fascinated.

Sometimes I would stay in her cafe all day and talk with her about literature. She knew I was a novelist, but she didn't know I was writing erotic novels, and I didn't dare let her know. I only showed her some of my previous, semi-popular works. Although it was a bit deceptive, she seemed to like those works very much. She encouraged me every time, saying that as long as I kept working hard, I would succeed.

I smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer. If she found out the truth, I would probably be kicked out.

As there were many customers in the afternoon, I didn't dare to delay her business and just briefly mentioned the matter to her. She smiled and said it was no problem. It was empty anyway, so it would be more reassuring to rent it to me instead of renting it to someone she didn't know. Hearing her say this, I was so moved that I almost shed tears, because she trusted me so much. If time was not tight, I really wanted to talk to her more.

After more than half an hour of traffic jam, my ten-year-old second-hand classic car finally arrived at the airport. I wanted to leave a serious impression on these twin brothers whom I had never met before. Since they are just about to enter junior high school, they should still be two young boys. As their older brother, I should teach them a lesson about the meaning of seniority and respecting older brothers, etc. It's their fault that they have destroyed my peaceful single life.

The hurried immigration hall was packed with passengers getting on and off the plane. After I inquired at the service counter, I found out that my plane had already arrived in more than two hours. That damn dad actually reported the wrong flight for me and made me late. I looked around anxiously for them. Since they were twins, my goal was obvious: I just had to find boys who looked exactly the same.

Perhaps I was too focused on finding someone, and my footsteps were so loud that I accidentally tripped over the luggage that was sticking out on the side of the road. I fell on my back and everything went dark in front of me. I don't know what I fell on, I just felt my cheek pressed against a layer of soft cotton cloth, and my nose was filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl. I deduced from the feel of the smooth skin next to my ears that my cheek was probably buried in some girl's crotch.

It was an awkward situation for both of us. I hurriedly got up and wanted to apologize, only to find out that the person I was with was a little girl. Judging from her appearance, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a top and a long skirt made of good material. She has shoulder-length hair, bright eyes, a strong and small nose and rosy lips, all perfectly set on her pretty little face. The only flaw is that she is wearing a pair of rimless myopic glasses. Although she is still very young, she is very cute. I have seen many little girls her age, but compared to her, they seem like creatures from a different dimension.

When the little girl encountered this situation, her cute little face had already turned red with shame. She supported her hands behind her back, not knowing what to do, and just stared at me nervously.

sorry! sorry! I didn't mean it, little sister, are you okay? I apologized and got up, intending to help her up, but a kick came from somewhere and hit me hard on the right cheek.

I fell out again with a scream. Only after I stood firm did I see clearly that the person who kicked me was a little girl who looked exactly like that girl, except that the one who kicked me didn't wear glasses and looked more ferocious.

If I had seen them normally, I would have thought that they were a pair of very beautiful and lovely twin sisters, but the kick just now made me see stars and get furious. I said angrily: "You, little sister, why can't you tell the difference between red and white and just kick people casually!"

The girl protected the sister with glasses behind her, glared at me fiercely and said, "Who told you, a pervert, to get into my sister's skirt? Just kicking you is still polite!" Her voice was crisp and sweet, like a wind chime hanging under the eaves, ringing a moving melody. But compared with her fierce appearance, it seemed asymmetrical.

I just apologized to her. I accidentally fell and bumped into her! Just when I was about to explain, your shadowless kick hit me in the face. I smiled and tried to ease the situation so that it wouldn't get worse.

The girl with glasses whispered in her sister's ear: "This. The older brother is right, we had too much luggage and ended up tripping someone and causing them to fall, so we are also at fault. The elder sister's voice is as nice as the younger sister's, but with a little more shyness and tenderness.

She bowed politely in front of me and said, "Yes. I'm sorry, my sister has a bad temper, so please don't blame her!" The little girl's words shocked me. I dreamed of a very familiar name. Suddenly I thought of the twins I was looking for. Isn't the youngest one named Meng Jian?

Now I am so confused. Should it be called Mengjian, Mengyue or Mengjian, Mengyue? My mind is totally confused!

Little sister, your name might be Meng Yue! I asked boldly.

The little girl with glasses nodded and said, "How do you know my name?" Her beautiful eyes blinked with surprise. In order to avoid making a mistake, I carefully asked how to write their names. It turned out that they were called Mengjian and Mengyue, not Mengjian and Mengyue.

Now everything is clear. It turns out that the twins my dad mentioned to me were girls, not boys, and I had two more sisters, not two more brothers. I suddenly felt that my damn dad had really caused me a lot of trouble. I really wanted to strangle him to death or sever the father-son relationship with him. He didn't even explain it clearly to me on the phone, and I misheard the name and guessed the wrong gender.

I sighed, looked at the lovely twin sisters, and said with a wry smile: "Congratulations, because I am your big brother!" I briefly introduced my identity to them.

2. Whisper

In this way, my first meeting with my two sisters happened under such a misunderstanding, and the three of us felt a little bit ridiculous. Although there is no blood relationship between us, I still have to acknowledge these two relatives for legal reasons because this is a fact that cannot be changed. But what bothers me more is that I originally thought that the people who came would be a pair of brothers, and I wanted to give them a warning, but now a pair of sisters came, and suddenly I really don’t know how to get along with them.

I saw their luggage piled up like a mountain, and asked casually what was in it. I dreamed that she said fiercely: "You are so perverted. How can you ask the contents of a girl's luggage?" My little sister seemed to be very hostile to me and spoke very rudely.

Meng Meng said to me apologetically: "I'm sorry, these luggages are just some personal belongings. We didn't want to bring so many things, but mom and dad insisted on bringing them for us." She seemed very shy when she spoke, and I almost had to strain my ears to hear her.

I really admire that old man who always causes trouble for me. He made them call him dad willingly not long after getting married.

However, my old car could not accommodate so much luggage, so I called two taxis to help transport it, and then took Mengyue and Mengjian in front to lead them.

After spending a short time together, I discovered that although these lovely twin sisters look exactly the same, their personalities are completely different. This doesn't seem to be entirely true as I've heard about twins having similar personalities.

It was actually quite easy for me to tell them apart, because I could recognize that she was my elder sister from the rimless glasses on Mengyue's face and her shy and polite manner. Mengyue's strong expression and her extremely disgusted attitude towards me also made it easy for me to tell them apart.

In the car, I tried to ask about the whereabouts of their father and how they were living with their mother, but the two little ones seemed to have been restrained by the old man in advance and refused to say a word. They even kept their address and phone number a secret, and only said that they would find a way to contact us if necessary.

I didn't dare to question them impatiently, because I saw from the rearview mirror that Meng was staring at me, as if he would pounce on me and kill me at any time. She kicked me with quite a lot of force just now, and my cheek still feels burning. It seems that I have to wait until later to slowly get Mengyue to talk to me. She has a kind personality and treats me like a brother, so she probably won't refuse my request.

As it was approaching the end of the working day, the crowded roads were gradually filled with cars going home, and the originally smooth traffic flow began to move at a slow pace. My two new sisters seemed very tired after a long journey. They snuggled together with their heads leaning against each other, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. I saw them holding hands while they were sleeping, which really made me feel very warm. The relationship between them must be very good, which is something I, as an only child who has never had any brothers or sisters, cannot understand.

As time passed, when I returned to where I lived, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. The two taxis carrying the luggage actually charged me a huge traffic fee, which almost made me vomit blood. I must remember to settle the account for this expense with that damn dad.

I woke up Mengjian and Mengyue and told them that we were home. They rubbed their cute little sleepy faces, looking like they hadn't gotten enough sleep. I took them to the cafe opened by Yiting to meet the landlord, have dinner and take a rest.

When Yiting saw the two beautiful twin sisters, her face looked very excited, like a little girl seeing two dolls. She hugged Mengjian and Mengyue, asked them all kinds of questions, and brought them lots of food to treat them. The most annoying thing is that I dreamed about that little devil. She always pretended to be Qia Beibei in front of me, but pretended to be gentle, well-behaved and cute in front of Yiting. It really made me angry.

These three women of the same gender quickly got along very well. They completely forgot about my existence and chatted happily. As there were more than a dozen suitcases outside, I didn't dare stay for long. I just hurriedly ate a simple meal and then quickly carried them up to the apartment.

Because the luggage was so heavy, I didn't dare to expect my two sisters to help, so I had to resign myself to doing the hard work. Although long-term writing has made my body lack exercise, the strong physique I developed when I was in the army has prevented me from being so weak. However, after carrying these luggage up and down more than ten times, my legs really became weak.

Just as I carried the last box of luggage upstairs, my trembling left foot suddenly missed a spot and I rolled down the stairs from the third floor. The suitcase I was holding happened to open in the air, and inside it was a whole box of girls' underwear, which fully covered my body.

These two sisters are worthy of being daughters of wealthy families. Every piece of their underwear is made of high-end products with good materials. I looked at these girls' underwear with dignified styles and elegant colors, smiling and thinking that these two sisters are quite pure. Especially the pink and blue underwear covering my face, which made my nose smell a faint fragrance, which made me blush and my heart beat fast.

I lay on the stairs, feeling amused at the mistake in front of me, when by chance I could hear the laughter of Mengjian and Mengyue coming from the cafe downstairs. I couldn't help but grit my teeth as I listened. I, as the eldest brother, worked so hard for them, but these two rich girls were just sitting there comfortably enjoying the cool breeze and drinking tea. I held the underwear on my face and thought, if I didn't find a way to drive them back, if this continued for a long time, I would become their Filipino maid.

So I started to think about how to make these two sisters suffer a little so that they would give up. But the most important thing right now is that I have to clean up the underwear on the floor before Mengyue and Mengjian see them, otherwise I won’t be able to withstand Mengjian’s flying kick.

The duplex apartment that Yiting rented to me was originally where she and her husband lived, but after her husband died in a car accident, she moved to her mother's house nearby to avoid being saddened by the scene. Since the house was empty anyway, they just rented it to me. Compared to the standard of ordinary apartments, this place is already above average. But in my dream, after seeing this, the little devil said with disdain that the house was too small.

I know that to these two princess-like sisters, my little doghouse, which I think is pretty good, is by no means comparable to the big house they live in in the south. But when I heard them complain about me to my face like this, I felt really unhappy.

Mengyue is a very thoughtful person. She saw that my face looked unhappy and knew that what Mengyue said made me a little angry.

She quickly blamed her sister and kept apologizing to me. I stopped her with a smile. After all, as an older brother, I wouldn't bother with a younger sister.

Mengyue carefully took out a sealed paper bag from her small leather bag and handed it to me. I asked her what was in it. Mengyue said she didn’t know either, but her parents told her not to lose it and to hand it to me personally.

I opened it out of curiosity and saw that inside were some of the sisters' identity documents, household registration transcripts, guardianship information, and some school documents. A letter and a passbook with a seal were also attached. I took a quick look at the content and found it was a brief greeting from my new stepmother, mainly thanking me for taking care of my two younger sisters. She also mentioned that they were so spoiled that she was afraid they wouldn't be able to endure hardships in the future, and hoped that I would train them well and let them learn to be independent, etc.

I was secretly delighted when I saw this, as it was equivalent to giving me a royal decree to bully these sisters with a legitimate reason. In addition, the letter also mentioned that in order not to cause me financial burden, their living expenses, tuition fees, etc. for this semester were attached. I opened the passbook and saw that the amount in it was as high as seven figures. Not to mention one semester, even if they could study until graduation, there would probably be some left over.

As expected of a wealthy family, they act differently. My dead dad really caught a big fish. But with so much money, how long do they want to keep these two twins?

Although Mengjian and Mengyue had taken a nap in the car not long ago, they had just eaten a lot in Yiting's cafe. I saw that they looked very tired after eating, so I told them to go to bed first and pack their luggage tomorrow.

Because the two sisters came so suddenly, my place was a mess and I didn’t know where to let them sleep. As for the empty rooms on the fourth floor, Yiting used them to store sundries from the store, so they have not been properly cleaned up yet.

These two princess sisters probably have never slept on the floor since they were born. I generously gave up the spring bed in the room for them to sleep on. They must be very grateful to me. But when the two little guys saw how messy my room was, they seemed afraid to go in. In my dream, they kept yelling that there was a smell of fish sweat. Although Mengyue didn't say anything, I could see from her quiet expression that she seemed to be frowning and looking a little disgusted.

I felt the blood vessels on my forehead gathering slightly, as if they were about to burst into blood. It's true that good intentions don't bring good rewards. But they don't have much choice, because my bedroom is the only one in the whole house that has air conditioning. If they don't want to sleep, they have to fight this hot and humid night.

I followed them into the room, and Meng suddenly asked me curiously, "What do you want to do?" She stood at the door and wouldn't let me in.

I smiled and replied, "Of course I have to sleep. It's so hot, are you asking me to sleep outside? You pervert!" I dreamed that my face turned red and I said angrily, "How can you sleep in a girl's room casually? Do you have any bad intentions?" When I heard her say this, I wondered when my room became a girl's room.

Apart from the fact that they are my sisters in household registration, I have no interest in these two yellow-haired girls. I tried to explain that I just wanted to sleep on the floor in the room and there was nothing else to it. In the dream, he slammed the door shut, gave me a cold shoulder, and warned me that he would kill me if I dared to break in.

I was stunned and thought with an unhappy look on my face, they were so arrogant even though they occupied my nest. If they were not cute and were not my sisters, I would have asked them to sleep outside long ago. I sighed helplessly and obediently spent the night on the sofa in the living room. Fortunately, there was an electric fan outside, otherwise when I woke up tomorrow morning, I would probably be dehydrated and become a dry body.

On summer nights in late August in the north, I was deeply troubled by the hot and humid weather and the insomnia. It seemed that the stuffy feeling could not be dispelled by just an electric fan. I was awake and asleep the whole night and had a nightmare. I dreamed that I turned into Cinderella and was constantly abused by my two sisters. I woke up in a cold sweat. This was too much. If I really let them ride on my head, I would have no good life in the future.

Because the temperature was so high, I woke up very early. I looked at the time and it was only six or seven o'clock. I got up very early and took advantage of the cool weather in the morning to walk to the nearby river bank to take a walk and enjoy the cool air, and also bought some breakfast.

I didn't know what the sisters liked to eat, so I just bought some bread and milk. When I got home, it was already past nine in the morning. I saw that they were not in the living room, so I guessed they were still sleeping. They were two happy creatures. But I thought that I still had a lot of things to do these days and there was no time to let them sleep in, so I knocked on the door to wake them up.

I knocked a few times but there was no response, so I pushed the door open and walked in. Instantly a cool air enveloped my whole body. It was such a comfortable feeling that it was no wonder they couldn't get up.

Maybe it was too hot last night, they took off their clothes and only wore shirts and underwear, and slept half-naked. This arousing and tempting scene made my heart beat fast. When they were awake, their personalities were one still and one active, and now their postures are still and one active when they are asleep, because one of them is sleeping straight with her hands clasped in front of her stomach, while the other is lying sideways with her arms around her sister's body, even with her thighs across her body.

The one who was sleeping on her side was moving so violently that I could even inadvertently see that dangerous area between her legs that was so tempting and seductive. If I hadn't been writing pornographic novels for a long time and had seen too many exposed scenes like this, I would have been unable to control myself by now.

Because they didn't wear glasses when they slept, I couldn't tell which one was Mengyue and which one was Mengji.

But they look so cute when they are sleeping, with their long, smooth black hair tangled together and draped behind them, and their small breasts rising and falling slightly with their slow breathing, especially their exposed, tender long legs, which have a healthy, rosy glow.

Their bodies are in the transition period from little girls to young girls, just like the white apple blossoms that have just borne fruit and are about to undergo that half-green and half-astringent transformation. I took a deep breath and the faint girlish body fragrance of Menghe and Mengyue filled my room. They are girls after all, they drove away the smell in my room after just one night's sleep. They are truly the best natural deodorants.

I guessed the one sleeping soundly should be Mengyue, so I shook her gently to wake her up first, because the situation was quite embarrassing, and I would be in trouble if Mengyue saw it.

I shook Mengyue a few times but she didn't respond, so I patted her little face a little harder to wake her up. I don't know if she was dreaming or if my actions were a little rough, but she suddenly looked terrified and murmured, "No. Don't do this, Dad! Don't do this!"

She spoke intermittently and in a low voice. Although I didn't hear her clearly, I was afraid that she was having a nightmare, so I shook her harder to wake her up. Because I was more powerful this time, she woke up quickly. After Mengyue opened her bright eyes, her face looked a little shocked, and then she punched me in the face! I squatted on the ground with my eyes covered and screamed. It seemed that I guessed wrong because I mistook Meng Xi for Meng Yue.

While we were having breakfast, although the two little guys were trying hard to hold back their expressions, they looked like they could burst out laughing at any moment, which made my forehead cramp a little, because the iron fist I dreamed of in the morning had left a circle of dark circles on my handsome face.

As the saying goes, don't argue with people who take advantage of their looks, because when you see what they look like, you won't be able to get angry. We dreamed about this little brat. He took advantage of his cuteness and always bullied me, his older brother. He was really disrespectful. But every time when I wanted to get angry, as long as I saw her angelic face, I somehow swallowed down the anger. It seemed that I inherited the bad habit of my damn father and just couldn't get angry with beautiful women.

In order to live in peace in the future and also to give them a taste of their own medicine, I told them the life convention I had thought about for an entire night and came up with. The content here is also very simple. It mainly involves taking turns to clean the environment, do laundry, cook and other chores. I think these two rich young ladies, who are used to being served by servants, would feel uncomfortable with these things. When they complain a lot, they will probably clamor to go home.

I was worried that they would disobey orders, so I showed them the imperial edict their mother gave me. But to my surprise, when they heard such content, their faces were very calm and they did not object, as if they took it for granted or were confident. Although I couldn't guess what they were thinking, I always felt that they were just trying to be stubborn.

I also told them that no one was allowed to enter the study room where I worked.

Meng Yue asked with a curious smile: "Why can't I go in? That can't be Bluebeard's room, where many women's bodies are hanging! She is very knowledgeable at a young age and actually knows this world-famous book.

I shook my head and explained with a smile that my profession was a writer and there were many unfinished manuscripts and some important reference materials in there. If I accidentally messed them up, it would affect my work progress. In fact, the truth is, I put a lot of pornographic materials and props in there that I usually use for reference. If they saw it, they might think I was a pervert.

I dreamed that a pair of white eyes looked at me and said: "What kind of writer is so mysterious? I think he writes some pornographic novels!" I turned pale and took a few steps back. This kid's sixth sense is really accurate. She was right.

dream! Don't talk nonsense! Mengyue blamed her sister, then looked at me with admiration and said, "Brother, are you really a novelist?" I smiled and nodded. Although I am a pornographic writer, I can barely be considered a real novelist.

Mengyue said shyly: "I. I originally wanted to be a writer in the future. Brother, when you are free, can you teach me how to write?" This is not a difficult thing, so I agreed very readily. Mengyue was also happy and kept thanking me, which really made me feel guilty.

For the whole morning, we worked hard to clean up the empty rooms that were full of clutter. Since there were no beds or air conditioners in them, I took the two sisters Mengyue and Mengjian to go shopping in furniture stores and department stores in the afternoon.

The twins are indeed the daughters of a wealthy family. They have good taste in buying things and don't even look at the prices. I casually glanced at the labels of the items, and each one gave me chills. Now I finally understand why that stepmother gave me so much money.

But what surprised me was that in the dream, it seemed that the person didn’t just hate me, but that he felt disgusted with all men. Because when she was buying things, if the female clerk served her, her attitude was always easy-going. On the contrary, if it was a man, she would ignore him or treat him with a fierce expression, which made me doubt whether she was a lesbian.

But it is still very tiring to accompany women shopping. I see that the sisters have been shopping for the whole afternoon and they don’t seem to be bored at all, but my legs are weak from walking, and carrying so many things in my hands makes it even more painful. Just as we finished shopping at the counters selling small accessories on the last floor and were about to leave, the security alarm at the door inexplicably went off, and the waitress at the counter suddenly ran over and accused us of stealing.

I was very angry and asked her to produce evidence, so the waitress searched us without hesitation, and unexpectedly found a pair of small earrings in Mengyue's handbag. Mengyue said nervously that she didn't know why there were the pair of earrings in her handbag. She was scared and hid behind me, not knowing what to do. Although Mengyue was also very angry, she didn't know what to do in this situation.

Although this guy is usually fierce, he is still a child after all. When he really encounters problems, he still needs to rely on me, his brother who is ten years older than them, to handle them. The twins looked at me with pleading eyes at the same time, and it felt good to be relied on. This is the pleasure of being a brother.

To be honest, I didn’t believe Mengyue would steal anything, so I explained to the waitress that she probably forgot to pay the bill or it just happened to fall in there. The waitress looked unconvinced and kept making sarcastic remarks, which made Mengyue almost cry.

I spread the pile of things I had just bought in front of the waitress and said that we had already bought so many expensive things, how could we still covet this pair of small earrings. Because I had a black eye in my dream this morning, I am now wearing a pair of black sunglasses on my face, pretending to be very fierce. I even said loudly that if they really wanted to make a big fuss, I wasn't afraid of calling the police or a lawyer.

After being frightened by me, the waitress became more restrained in her attitude. She tremblingly asked us to buy the earrings as a checkout gesture. It was a good ending to end the matter like this, but in order to show my courage, I asked Mengyue to pick three or four things.

The originally happy mood of shopping was suddenly interrupted by this unpleasant incident. Mengyue and Mengjian both looked very depressed. In order to cheer them up, I took them to a nearby McDonald's to eat something and take a break.

But the two of them just ate burgers and fries silently in the store and didn't say a word. It seemed that the shadow of the recent incident was still lingering in their hearts. I tried to tell them stories and jokes to amuse them, but it didn't seem to work, and gradually even I began to feel the dull pressure.

After a while, Meng Jian suddenly broke the silence and said, "Brother, I have finished my fries. Can you buy me another one?" I was touched. Meng Jian actually called me brother. It seemed that I had won her trust.

I walked down the stairs happily and wanted to go to the counter to order some fries for her, but suddenly I remembered that I forgot to ask Mengyue if she wanted one too. So I turned back again, and just when I reached the corner of the stairs, I quietly saw that the two of them seemed to be arguing.

I saw Meng Jian said angrily: "Meng Yue! What happened to you? Didn't you promise me that you would not steal anything again? Meng Yue lowered her head and said in panic: "I didn't mean it. It's just that I don't know why, I just can't control myself!" She couldn't help crying out of fear.

Meng Jian quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped Meng Yue's tears. She comforted her and said, "Forget it, it's all over. You can't do this again next time! But you have to be careful not to let me know about this." Meng Yue nodded, as if to agree.

I watched all of this secretly. It turned out that Mengyue really stole the earring. She actually has this habit! I smiled bitterly in my heart, thinking that I was still too naive and was fooled around by these two twins. The unpleasant feeling of being deceived suddenly made me think viciously that as long as I pretended to be ignorant, I would have a reason to send them back when I encountered such a thing again one day.

3. Melancholic Dance

On the way home, I was deeply troubled. Mengjian and Mengyue didn't seem as innocent as their age suggested. How many secrets were they hiding from me behind their innocent and lovely faces? After the argument, the two twins seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness and were having a lot of fun in the car.

When we returned to the apartment in the evening, my damn dad called again. He mainly wanted to know whether the twins arrived safely. He should have called yesterday to say hello, but he put it off until tonight. He was so lazy.

I had a lot of questions and anger in my heart, but because my two sisters were present, I couldn't show any anger. I just greeted them briefly and let Mengjian and Mengyue talk.

It seemed like there was not only my dead dad on the other end of the line, but also my stepmother whom I had never met, because the two little guys kept vying to answer the phone, calling "mom" all the time and acting like a spoiled child. The most annoying thing is that I dreamed of that little devil, who actually said bad things about me on the phone. Although Mengyue kept winking at her, she still pretended nothing happened and didn't take me seriously at all.

When they both had said enough and it was my turn to curse my damn dad, they actually hung up the phone, leaving me with a rage that I had no place to vent.

I sighed and was about to leave when the phone rang again. At this time, Mengjian and Mengyue had gone upstairs to pack their things, so I picked up the phone and started criticizing and cursing without restraint. Unexpectedly, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, coldly telling me to shut up.

As soon as I heard the woman's voice, I secretly thought that something was wrong, because she was the female editor I was most afraid of, named Liyun. She was a well-known ice beauty in the publishing house. Not only did she have a pretty face and a good figure, but her work ability and social skills were also top-notch. In particular, she was the kind of strong woman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. I once let her be responsible for a long period of time. The pain of making her live a life worse than death every day is still fresh in my memory.

It's you, Liyun. What do you want to talk to me about? I'll say hello first and see what she wants to do.

Liyun sneered and said, "You are still playing dumb with me. Didn't you say that you would tell me the outline of the new novel in the next few days? Could it be that you forgot it?" Hearing her say this, I remembered this work at this time, because I was busy dreaming about Mengyue these two days, and I actually forgot about it.

Of course I didn’t forget! I have the outline of the story ready, I just haven't put pen to paper yet. I made it up out of a guilty conscience.

But Liyun actually wanted me to tell her the content of the story first. I was anxious and suddenly had an idea and said: "New content and plot, that. It's a story about a man living with two twin sisters. I will just casually apply what happened in the past two days to see if I can delay it first. Of course, in order to fit the plot of the novel, I also added some erotic and exciting pornographic scenes.

But after listening to it, Liyun said with satisfaction: "Well. The content seems to be quite interesting. I just didn't expect that your story this time is of a young-child style. I think readers will be very happy!" Liyun discussed with me the subsequent development of the story. She reminded me that in addition to remembering to add more sex scenes, the most important thing is to submit the manuscript on time.

After I hung up the phone with her, I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was quite impressed with myself for being able to fool this smart and capable woman. But the plan she discussed with me just now seems to be a feasible solution. Anyway, I haven't had any good ideas these days, so I'll just write on this topic first and think of a way to force it into practice later.

Because I had drunk a lot of Coke in McDonald's and had just talked on the phone for a long time, I felt the urge to relieve myself and rushed to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, I dreamed that she was using the toilet inside. She took off her dark brown skirt and pure white panties, and sat on the toilet, glaring at me with surprise on her face.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that my toilet door has been broken for a long time. Because I used to live alone, and I like to open the door when I go to the bathroom so that the ventilation is better, I have been too lazy to repair it. Now this embarrassing situation makes me stand there, not knowing what to do.

In my dream, she had a cute little face that was red, and she was shy and angry and told me to get out quickly. After I apologized repeatedly, I hurried out of the bathroom. Of course, I got beaten up by her afterwards. When Mengyue was helping me apply the medicine, she kept apologizing on Mengjian's behalf, but she also whispered to me that Mengjian had practiced Taekwondo for more than a year in elementary school, and advised me not to make her angry.

I touched the wound and said jokingly: "How come you two twins, although you look exactly the same, your personality is so gentle, while hers is so violent. Mengyue lowered her head and said: "Actually, Mengyue's personality was also very gentle before, but she became so fierce in recent years. I curiously asked her why? Mengyue stammered and said that she didn't know the reason either. But when I looked at Mengyue's clear eyes, they were flickering and hesitant, as if she was hiding something. I smiled and didn't ask any further questions. It probably wouldn't be a good thing anyway. If I knew about it, it would be a good excuse to drive the sisters away.

Because the room upstairs had not been completely tidied up these few days, and the bed and air conditioner had not been delivered yet, I had to spend the night on the sofa in the living room and let my two sisters continue to sleep in my room. But whenever I couldn't sleep, I would just get up and go to the study to work to relieve the hot summer night.

I had originally thought of writing it just to get the job done, but once I turned on the computer I was typing away like crazy, and in just a few days I had finished writing the first few chapters. Of course, in order to avenge myself on that damn brat in my dreams, I would give her a good beating and abuse in my novels every time to vent my anger. For me, who suffers from dreams of violence in real life, this is really a very satisfying thing.

The stepmother, whom she had never met, seemed to know that Mengming hated men, so she specially found an all-girls junior high school for them. Because it is a privately run school for the nobility, the tuition is extremely expensive. The registration fee alone is as high as ten figures.

However, after they put on the school uniform, they were really adorable, with red collars, white shirts, dark blue knee-length skirts, black stockings and shiny leather shoes. It was worthy of being a privately-run aristocratic school, as even the uniforms were designed to be so elegant and generous. Although they are both very beautiful, now after putting on that uniform, they exude a dazzling youthful glow.

Their mother must be very beautiful, which is why she gave birth to these two charming little beauty twins. I even fantasized that if they were asked to become idol stars, I wonder how many lecherous men who like young girls would be fascinated by them.

A few mornings before they started school, I had just woken up from a whole night of staying up. I heard a lot of noise coming from the kitchen and suddenly remembered that today was the day I had agreed with them to share the housework. I walked into the kitchen curiously, wanting to see how these two rich little girls were busy and to make fun of them.

Mengjian and Mengyue seemed to be frying eggs, but their movements were not very skillful. Not only did they make a mess in my kitchen, but their cute faces were also covered with a lot of transparent egg whites. When I saw them like this, I suddenly felt a wail from my lower body, because I had thought about a lot of sexual plots last night, and just now in the novel, I had severely abused these twins. Now this weird and imaginative scene really coincided with the facial cumshot scene I had imagined in my mind.

I pulled out a large bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, rushed to the living room and drank it all in one gulp, quickly putting out the burning fire of desire. If I had been a step slower, I would have had to go out to find the fire brigade.

During the meal, I jokingly pointed at a plate of burnt eggs, guessing that it was made by Mengyue, but Mengyue blushed and said, "Don't be sorry, the burnt eggs were fried by me, and the prettier eggs were fried by Mengyue." I secretly said badly, and when I was about to say some compliments, Mengyue had already rewarded me with a heavy soup ladle.

God is quite fair in creating humans. Although Mengyue's cooking skills are not as good as her sister's, she is much better than Mengjian in cleaning the environment and washing clothes. Therefore, the two of them divided the work and cooperated with each other, and did not encounter any major difficulties. But there is one thing I must admit, that is, these two twins are very smart. They can learn many things once taught, and I don't have to spend too much time repeating my teaching. Even my mediocre cooking skills, they have learned them very well, and they are even better than me.

But sometimes when it’s my turn to dream about cooking, I’d have to bet on her mood that day. If she’s unhappy or I make her mad, she’d usually play a trick on me by making something I find hard to swallow.

But what surprised me was that I had thought that these two spoiled kids would not be used to doing these housework and would probably clamor to go home after a while. Unexpectedly, the two twins adapted well to the situation and even seemed to enjoy it. My usually messy doghouse seemed to be gradually taken over by them. It seemed that my plan was wrong.

Having two nagging little women at home has disrupted my previous pace of life the most. Not only do I have to close the door when going to the toilet, but I also cannot throw used things and dirty clothes around. Even trivial things like picking my ears, picking my nose, scratching my crotch, and farting will make them cry out in displeasure.

The worst thing is that they forced me to take a shower and change clothes every day, which is really a hassle for a novelist like me who has an irregular daily schedule, so I usually just ignore it.

Most people might think that living with a pair of cute and charming twin sisters at the age of youth should be a very happy dream. But I have to be honest here, it is simply a never-ending torture and nightmare. Although I am already twenty-four or twenty-five years old and no longer the impulsive young man, I am also not the sixty-year-old man who has lost interest in women and staggers when he walks.

Plus, my profession is that I'm an erotic novelist who fantasizes about sex scenes all day long. Once I come into contact with these two unattainable young beauties every day, the physical desire I can't get enough of would drive me crazy.

Especially when they were wearing cute off-shoulder tops with spaghetti straps, or thin and cool short jumpsuits, their exposed delicate skin and the teenage hormones in the air seemed to be luring me step by step into the abyss of crime. If I couldn't control myself, I would fall into a world of no return.

I don’t know when it started, but taking cold showers, banging my head against the wall, and knocking my head have become my daily habits. Because I have to do this, so that I can put the brakes on my rationality in the final stage. Although I couldn't quite accept these two sisters in my heart, my physiological instincts responded normally.

Of course every time I did this, I lied to both of them and told them that I was looking for inspiration to divert their doubts. But I don’t know if Mengjian and Mengyue think that there is something wrong with my brain as the eldest brother, so I do these inexplicable things.

I really don't understand why that damn dad sent my two sisters to live with me. If I'm not careful, I will probably become the headline of the next day's newspaper. I even helped the newspaper draft the headline as follows: "Pornographic writer ○○○ committed incest tragedy, ruthlessly provoked two sisters, sentenced to life imprisonment. It's enough. Our family is a single-line family. Does the damn dad want to make our family extinct?

However, as time went by, although I still didn't give up the plan of driving the twins away, I gradually seemed to get used to this harmonious atmosphere of getting along with them, and driving them away seemed to become just a fleeting thought in my mind. As long as I don't pay special attention to that physical reaction, in my daily life, I still simply treat Mengjian and Mengyue as my sisters.

Sometimes we would go shopping together, or sit in the living room chatting and watching TV, or even when the three of us were competing to play video games, the noise and laughter of brothers and sisters filling the house was a kind of liveliness that I, an only child, had never experienced before.

As for my original belief that dreaming about homosexuality indicated a tendency, after I observed her for a while, it seemed that was not the case. Because at least in her clothing and habits, she is still very feminine. Like other adolescent girls, she likes romance novels and yearns for Prince Charming, but once she faces a real man, she gets very excited. I wonder if she has some kind of male phobia.

One evening, I had just finished a meeting at the editorial office and was walking slowly home along the river bank when I happened to have the dream of walking there after school. After I greeted her, we walked home while chatting. Although she hated men, she could barely accept my identity as her brother.

I casually asked her about her homework and school life. As we were chatting, I suddenly became curious and asked her why they gave up their good lives as rich girls and instead wanted to come and live with me, an older brother whom they had never met? Was this a bad idea from my damn dad?

But the little ghost in the dream actually said that they did this of their own choice. She said that ever since her father passed away, her mother had always been very sad. It was not until she met my uncle that she finally saw her mother smile happily. In order to allow their mother to spend more time alone with their uncle, they voluntarily proposed a plan to live independently.

I was deeply moved when I heard Meng Meng say this. They are such a good pair of sisters who are both filial and considerate. Unlike their brother, I only yearn for the insurance money from my dead father all day long. I really feel ashamed.

Just when we were chatting happily, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and it seemed like it was going to rain soon. When I was about to tell Meng to leave quickly, there was a sudden thunder in the sky. I saw the pale-faced man standing still in my dream, and it seemed something was not right. At this time, a louder thunderclap occurred, and the little ghost was so scared that he squatted on the ground, at a loss.

I asked her what happened, but she waved her hand and said she was fine and told me to go by myself. Because a drizzle had started to fall from the sky at that time, I saw that she seemed to be frightened by the thunder and her legs went weak. In order to prevent her from getting wet, I picked her up by the waist and ran away regardless of her objection.

I dreamed that although she kept yelling at me to let her go, a pair of arms were tightly around my neck, almost suffocating me. This little girl is usually quite fierce, but she is so afraid of thunder. Although she doesn't weigh that much, it really takes my life to carry her for a long distance.

Because I ran very slowly at the end and the rain came quickly, we still got a little wet.

I dreamed that the white student uniform on my body became translucent after being wet by the rain, and the small bra she was wearing inside also emerged clearly. When I saw this alluring scene, my crotch felt swollen. I didn't dare put her down, for fear that she would call me a pervert after seeing it, so I just held her and walked up the stairs.

I dreamed that she looked like she wanted to thank me at my doorstep, but because she looked so stubborn, I couldn’t say it. In order not to embarrass her, I pretended nothing had happened and walked away. After I returned to the room, I suddenly remembered that it would be best to remind Meng to take a hot bath to avoid catching a cold, so I ran upstairs enthusiastically to remind her. But when I opened the door, I dreamed that she was changing clothes. She had just taken off her knee-length dark blue skirt, and she was only wearing a pair of black socks on her bare tender long legs.

What are you doing! You big pervert! She kicked me in the face angrily and kicked me out.

Sometimes I kept wondering whether I should tell Meng Jian or not, because every time she kicked me, she liked to wear a skirt and lift her thighs high, so I didn't have to peek very hard to know the color and style of the underwear she wore every day. I had a wicked thought that it would be better not to tell her, and just regard it as a small compensation for the beating she gave me.

Mengyue probably thought it was very noisy outside, so she opened the door and curiously poked her head out, asking, "What's wrong? Why is it so noisy? Hey, brother, you are bleeding from your nose." After hearing what she said, I quickly touched my nose and found two bloody marks.

This, this, because. Because just now I accidentally saw Meng Meng changing clothes. Before I finished speaking, Meng Yue lowered her head and said calmly: "Brother, you are so lustful!" Then she slammed the door shut.

I was going to say after that sentence: "So she kicked my nose and it sprayed! Mengyue didn't even listen to me finish my words. She probably thought I was a pervert. As a result, in the next three days, those two brats fed me some half-cooked food, which almost made me faint from diarrhea. It was really unlucky.

Compared to Meng Jian’s violent tendencies towards me, Meng Yue’s gentle and docile personality makes her get along very well with me. This little girl seems to have an inexplicable feeling for me, but I think it has something to do with the fact that she grew up in an environment where she lost her father. This may be a reflection of her Oedipus complex.

I wouldn't dare to be complacent about this, although I am still confident about my appearance, but I would never dare to fantasize that the two twins would like me. It would be enough for me if they could sincerely treat me as a brother. Except for some inappropriate behaviors with them in novels and fantasies, in real life, I still abide by my duties and regard myself as an older brother.

At the end of the month, I had a dinner with some friends from publishing houses and authors, and I told Mengyue that I might be home late. Because I lost my key a while ago, I asked her to wait at the door for me in case I couldn't get in. Mengyue nodded and said okay, so I went out with peace of mind.

It was called a dinner party, but in reality it was just a bunch of stinky men having sex and drinking together. Of course, I took this opportunity to completely vent the pressure and desires that had accumulated over time. Because the previous novels sold well, I was very generous with my money. Not only did I open bottle after bottle of fine wine, I also changed girls one after another.

Maybe I had too much fun. When I returned home tired, it was already past three in the morning. I inadvertently saw that the small light outside the balcony of the apartment was still on, and suddenly I remembered that I had asked Mengyue to help me wait at the door.

Because I lost my keys a while ago and just found out that they were dropped in the car, I didn't ring the doorbell and tiptoed to open the door. But when I walked into the living room, I saw Mengyue lying on the sofa, seemingly sleeping soundly.

This little girl waited so seriously until midnight just because of my casual entrustment and didn't dare to leave. She is such a gentle girl. She clasped her hands together as a pillow beside her ears, and a few strands of her long black hair hung on her face. At this time, a breeze blew the curtains, bringing in a ray of bright moonlight from outside. Mengyue's long skirt, which was hanging sideways, was also moved by the breeze, revealing her light and graceful tender long legs. Her delicate skin, which belonged to a young girl, shone with a soft glow under the gentle moonlight.

I smiled in my heart and thought: "The moon is asleep in my house." I sat on the sofa opposite and couldn't help being a little dazed when I saw this scene, just like appreciating a perfect work of art or a moving piece of art. The beauty that touched my heart made me stare at her without a trace of evil thoughts.

Although it is already autumn, the abnormal weather changes make the climate in late September still quite hot and humid, but at night you can still feel the slight chill of autumn. I walked into the room, took out a thin blanket, and gently covered Mengyue with it. The slight vibration seemed to wake her up. I smiled and motioned her not to get up and continue sleeping.

When I was helping Mengyue cover herself with a quilt, I accidentally touched her delicate bare feet. It seemed that her blood circulation was not very good and her soles felt cold. Mengyue said shyly that because she seldom exercises, her hands and feet would become cold as long as the weather was a little cold. I smiled and sat next to her. I put her feet on my legs and rubbed them slowly with my warm palms.

Mengyue's slender white ankles were as smooth and tender as freshly peeled eggs, and her five toes were delicate and translucent, with only the transparent cherry blossom-like nails inlaid on them. As I rubbed her feet, I felt the perfect shape of them. The light and delicate touch of the girl made me want to take them in my mouth and take a bite.

Mengyue looked at me shyly with her quilt half covering her. I kept my composure and chatted with her casually. I advised her to learn to exercise more often like she dreamed, but not to learn anything too violent, so as to avoid becoming as bad-tempered as her.

Mengyue said shyly that some of her classmates had always wanted to invite her to join the gymnastics club. She had been unable to make up her mind before, but now after hearing my suggestion, she decided to muster up the courage to join.

I nodded in agreement. Mengyue must look very beautiful in the tight gymnastics costume. I chatted with her until she fell into a deep sleep, then I gently picked her up by the waist and carried her back to her room.

The next day was a weekend. I dreamed that I had made an appointment with my classmates to go swimming in a heated swimming pool, so I went out early in the morning. Mengyue wasn't interested, so she stayed at home alone. I, on the other hand, took a nap after last night's hangover and didn't wake up until almost noon.

Mengyue made me a cup of strong tea to sober me up, and also prepared a light and refreshing lunch for me. I saw that the weather outside was quite good, and she seemed quite bored at home, so I asked her to go out for a walk in the afternoon. Since the tourist buses on weekends often cause traffic jams, in order to avoid trouble, we chose to take the MRT system. However, since there were no specific tourist destinations, we simply rode all the way to the terminal station, Tamsui.

It seemed like Mengyue was here for the first time. She looked at the vast Tamsui River estuary and felt the slightly alkaline and humid sea breeze. She seemed to be in a very happy mood. It's just that the surging holiday crowds and noisy hawkers seem to have turned this formerly quiet historical town into a large tourist night market. This seemed to make Mengyue, who liked quiet spaces, feel uncomfortable, but in order not to disappoint me, she still pretended to be very excited.

We casually visited some street performances, tasted the local fresh snacks, and occasionally stopped by the seawall to admire the majestic and beautiful scenery of Guanyin Mountain on the opposite bank. This kind of leisurely, unrestrained and relaxed feeling is what I have missed for a long time since I immersed myself in my writing career.

At around four or five in the afternoon, Mengyue suddenly remembered and said that she had dreamed of coming back for dinner tonight, so we hurriedly took the MRT home. As we were on our way back, the carriage was packed with many tourists who, like us, wanted to return to the city. Meng Yue's petite body was pushed around by many tall and strong passengers, and her small arms were struggling to hold on to the ring hanging above the carriage.

I felt pity for her when I saw her, so I let her stand next to the wall and held her in my arms. Although Mengyue is already a junior high school student, she is still short and her little head only reaches my chest at most.

My chin was resting on her head, and I could just smell the fragrance of her hair, a light and soft scent that had the gentle aroma of a young girl. At this moment, the tram shook, and the crowded people in the carriage suddenly pushed us together.

In order to avoid falling, Mengyue hugged my waist tightly with both hands. Her petite body and her slightly raised breasts were just pressed against me. The feeling of being embraced by a young girl instantly made my heart beat faster and my blood quickly gathered downwards. Mengyue seemed to sense something and suddenly let go of me with a blushing face.

I stood there in a daze, unable to smile bitterly in my heart. I felt ashamed that I had such a physical impulse towards Mengyue. But I think as long as a normal man encounters the situation just now, he would have the same reaction as me.

I whispered an apology in her ear, and she blushed and whispered, "No. It's okay, brother, you are a boy too." She still leaned in my arms, but deliberately kept a little distance, and didn't mean to leave.

When we returned to the vicinity of our home, Mengyue suddenly said that she wanted to buy ingredients for dinner, so I accompanied her to a nearby supermarket to shop and helped her carry the things home.

In the supermarket, Mengyue pushed the cart briskly with a happy expression on her face. She looked like a kind mother, carefully selecting dinner dishes for her family. We were strolling around, chatting and laughing, and stuffing our favorite foods from the shelves into the car.

When passing by the daily necessities display area, I jokingly picked up a pack of sanitary napkins and asked the sisters if they needed some.

Meng Yue's cute face turned red as she said, "Me. Neither Meng Jian nor I need to use this kind of thing.

Her words made me smile inside, which also means that their bodies are still those of a child.

I walked around with Mengyue for a while, and because I wanted to buy some beer, I left for a while. However, the supermarket didn’t have the brand I wanted, so I immediately turned back. Just as I walked behind Mengyue, I saw her looking around nervously, and then she quickly took a few bags of candy with her trembling little hands and stuffed them into her pocket.

Because I am tall and there is a cargo rack in front of me, Mengyue didn't notice that I was standing behind her. When I saw this, I suddenly recalled the incident of her stealing something in the department store that day. I called her pretending to be clueless, feeling distressed as to whether I should expose her behavior.

When checking out, we put all the items in the cart on the counter. The waitress quickly scanned the barcode and skillfully put the items into the plastic bag.

I looked at Mengyue and asked her seriously, "Mengyue, is there anything you forgot to take out to pay for? I want to give her an honest chance.

Meng Yue's eyes wandered around, she didn't dare to look me in the eye, instead she looked down at the ground and said: "No

No, I didn't forget to take anything out to check out. I felt a little sorry after hearing this and didn't say anything. However, this supermarket didn't have any sensors installed, so Mengyue was able to walk out of the door without being stopped.

It was already night outside, and a few stars were shining brightly in the sky. A damp vapor was blowing over the river bank, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Mengyue walked along the embankment, humming a cheerful song. She didn't seem to feel any guilt about the theft that had just occurred.

I felt quite surprised. Mengyue looked like a good child, so how could she have the bad habit of stealing things? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I would really be unwilling to admit this fact. But I have never been frugal with their pocket money. I give them as much as they want. It's not my money anyway. Or it is because the children of wealthy families will more or less have this kind of morbid bad habits. They don’t steal because they want to, but simply steal for the sake of stealing.

Mengyue must be very lucky, so she hasn't been caught yet. I sighed and thought sadly, this is not a good sign if it continues. After all, she is my sister. I should think of ways to help her correct her behavior, otherwise when she is caught and taken to the police station, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

4. Evil and Destruction

Although I really want to help Mengyue, I don't know where to start. However, I believe Mengjian should be very clear about Mengyue's stealing problem. As long as she can explain the reason to me, it should not be difficult to find out the reason for Mengyue's deviant behavior. But it is easier said than done. It seems not so easy to make Meng Jian my supporter.

Putting aside her phobia towards men in real life, I can see that she doesn't regard me as a brother at all. Especially since she is quicker to act than to talk, sometimes when something makes her unhappy, she will use some new tricks she learned from fighting games on me.

Moreover, there is a strong sense of loyalty and trust between the sisters. As long as it is about their own private matters, they will keep it a secret and not reveal it easily. Although I meant well, they didn't seem to appreciate it. I didn't dare communicate with Mengyue directly for fear of hurting her self-esteem, so the matter remained unsolved.

Until one day during dinner, I couldn't help but hint to them that I knew Mengyue had a habit of stealing. But the two twins were silent and just kept their heads down while eating. After Mengyue took a few bites of the meal, she made the excuse that she was not feeling well and went upstairs to rest.

I dreamed that my sister's expression was a little sad. She glared at me angrily and said, "You big idiot! How could you mention this in front of Mengyue! Do you know that this will make her feel very sad. I said apologetically, "I didn't mean to raise this issue in front of her, but I think if it is for Mengyue's good, we should face this matter with a more frank attitude, so that we can find a way to help her change. I expressed my thoughts, hoping to gain her approval.

But Mengyue pretended to be very disdainful and said: "Who wants you to be nosy? It is not your turn as an irrelevant man to interfere in our affairs. I think you should take care of yourself first, don't be so lustful all day long and randomly open our rooms, you pervert!"

After hearing what she said, I was so furious. I cared so much about them but was treated so cruelly in return. I felt sad in my heart. I really wanted to curse her in my dream, but I was afraid that if I angered her, I would end up in a miserable situation.

Suddenly, an idea came to me. I looked at the pretty face in my dream and snorted, "You little brat, you have rice grains at the corners of your mouth, and you dare to speak so arrogantly! After fighting with her for a long time, I know that this kind of verbal wrestling is more effective on her than fists.

Sure enough, when Meng touched the corner of her mouth, her face turned red with shame, and the arrogant attitude just now disappeared without a trace. Although I had a victorious smile on my face, three minutes later, my nose was bleeding all over the floor and I was lying on the ground twitching.

Since these two sisters don't appreciate my kindness at all, there is no need for me to try to please them with my warm welcome. We began to live in a cold war between us. I even thought that if something really happened to them, I would not want to intervene and help. Anyway, they were unwilling to acknowledge me as their brother, so I would just be an irrelevant outsider.

However, as the days passed, nothing major happened to the two twins, and their lives were generally quite peaceful. But later I discovered that the complexity of this matter was far beyond my imagination.

More than half a month later, I don’t know if it was due to abnormal weather or global climate change, but a typhoon hit in mid-November. Outside the window, it was raining heavily. Although there was no thunder or lightning, the tilted sign of the hardware store next door had not been repaired since it was damaged by the typhoon this summer.

When the strong wind blew the thin iron sheet on the sign, it sounded like the rumble of thunder.

I dreamed that she seemed to be very afraid of this sound. I saw her face pale and shivering in the living room. It was almost late, but she still had no intention of going back to her room to sleep.

Mengyue gently asked her if she wanted to sleep with her tonight. I took the opportunity to make fun of her, saying that she was so timid that she was afraid of such things.

Meng Meng had a red face and said a little stubbornly: "Who. Who is afraid of this kind of thing? I. I am not afraid. I can sleep alone, I don't need Meng Yue to accompany me!" Meng Yue looked at her and said: "Really? But I remember that every time there was a windy, rainy, thundering and lightning night, I slept with you. Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you? She pushed up her rimless glasses, looking a little disappointed.

Maybe she didn’t want to show weakness in front of me. I dreamed that she finally declined her sister’s kindness and went back to her room to sleep alone. I continued to work on the manuscript, trying to catch up with the progress that had been delayed for some time.

To be honest, thanks to these two sisters, my story about twins was sold out immediately after it was published.

Not only has it been reprinted several times, but it has even been released in several series. As the saying goes, "You may try hard but flowers may not bloom; you may plant willows by accident but they may grow into a shade." I myself did not expect that the content I made up in order to deal with Liyun's nonsense would lead to such unexpected sales results. This surprised me even more than the results when I first switched to writing erotic novels.

Since I started writing erotic novels, I have never seen a work as popular as this one. I can write many wonderful plots by simply adding some erotic scenes based on my daily interactions with them. I don't have to spend too much time thinking about the plot. This can be considered a small contribution from them to me.

My editor Liyun was very satisfied with this phenomenon and asked me to continue writing sequels. So at her request, I published a series of twin works one after another.

Although if Mengjian and Mengyue found out that I was using them, I would probably be dead, and the content of the book is mostly scenes of humiliation that make people's blood boil. If they saw it, I guess Mengyue would commit suicide first and then force me to commit suicide. Mengjian would kill me first and then commit suicide herself. The worst result is that they would kill me together and then commit suicide together. No matter which result it is, it will definitely not be a good ending.

But if I think about it carefully, these two kids are just ignorant teenage girls, and there is no way they would read this kind of adult-oriented pornographic novel, so I am still very confident and bold to continue writing it.

In the middle of the night, after I finished writing a paragraph, I wanted to get up and stretch my muscles, so I walked around the house casually and checked whether the doors and windows were closed.

As I was walking, I happened to come to the door of their room on the fourth floor. I dreamed that I didn't know what was going on, and there were bursts of noisy noises coming from inside. Although I have decided not to care about their affairs anymore, I don’t know what serious consequences may occur if I rashly break into her room like this. But after thinking about it, I sighed. I still couldn't overcome the harshness of my conscience and sense of mission. Besides, if something really happened, I would be so sorry to their mother.

I plucked up the courage to go in and turned on the light. I dreamed that I was in a murmuring nightmare state. Not only were the quilt and sheets kicked to the ground, but I kept reaching out and grabbing at the air, as if I was resisting something.

I was startled and quickly sat next to her to wake her up. In my dream, she kept pushing me away, closing her eyes and shouting in pain, "No. No! Dad, don't do this!" I don't know why when I heard it, I suddenly remembered the first day she came and I woke her up. I had a bad idea. Did my damn dad do something to me?

I woke her up with all my strength, and to prevent her from scratching me, I had to hold her hands tightly so that she could not resist. She dreamed that after being suppressed by me, her emotions began to gradually calm down. She slowly opened her eyes and her whole body was covered in sweat, and she seemed very tired. At this moment, I suddenly felt a murderous aura coming from behind. I turned around and found Mengyue standing at the door without me noticing.

Mengyue, you came at the right time. She seemed to have had a nightmare. Please come and comfort her. Before I could finish my words, Mengyue suddenly picked up the metal baseball bat in the corner of the room.

She murmured to herself, "Kill them. Kill them. Kill all those who hurt me in my dream."

! Mengyue said this as she swung the stick at me.

I was startled and quickly lowered my head to avoid it, and dreamed that the decorations on the table were smashed to pieces. Mengyue attacked without hesitation, and judging by the speed at which she swung the stick, she really wanted to kill me. Just as I dodged her second wave of attack, the bedside speaker in Mengyue was the second thing to suffer.

I watched the gap when Mengyue was swinging the bat and took the opportunity to grab her bat. Mengyue didn't give up. Instead, she opened her little mouth and bit my wrist hard. Only then did I see clearly that Mengyue's eyes were hazy and unfocused, and her pretty face seemed to be in a hysterical trance. She seemed to be hypnotized. Not only did she have great strength, but she had also lost her rationality. This was completely different from her usual gentle and lovely appearance.

Meng Yue's strength after she went crazy was amazing. After my wrist was bitten by her teeth, blood kept oozing out of my hand. My clothes were stained red by the blood, and it also stained her chin. I didn't dare push her away, for fear that if I pulled her too hard, she would bite off a piece of my flesh.

Meng Jian was awake at this time. She hugged Meng Yue from behind and kept shouting in her ear: "Meng Yue, that's enough! I'm fine! I'm fine!" Her sister's voice seemed to call her back to reality. Meng Yue's mouth slowly loosened, and then she collapsed on the ground and fainted as if she had lost her breath. Meng Jian held her and didn't let go. He just held her in his arms and kept crying.

Does Mengyue have any mental problems or sleepwalking? I touched the wound and asked them in pain.

Meng was in tears and yelled at me angrily, "Nonsense! Mengyue is fine, get out of here!" She picked up the scattered debris on the ground and kept throwing it at me.

I retreated to the door, and the doubts and anger in my heart could no longer be suppressed. What was going on between the two of them, and did my damn dad have any thoughts about the dream?

Countless questions and thoughts troubled me all night long. The next morning, the two twins came down as if nothing had happened.

Mengyue asked curiously why my hand was wrapped in gauze and whether I was injured. Seeing her serious expression, it seemed like she really didn't remember what happened last night. In order not to make her worry, I made up a random excuse and stuffed some candy in her mouth. I dreamed that she pursed her lips and gave me a look of gratitude. It seems that this matter is just a tacit understanding between us.

I knew that the twins would never tell me the truth, so I had no choice but to ask their dad myself.

Although they hid their phone number, I'm not stupid. I asked a friend to check their registered address and quickly found the number from the telecommunications bureau.

I took advantage of the daytime when they were not around and secretly called my damn dad. A Filipino maid answered the phone and I told her in broken English that I was looking for the man of the house. After a while, I felt that my damn dad was already on the phone, so I immediately scolded him without any hesitation.

He asked me in surprise how I knew this number. I didn't say anything more and asked him directly about his dream about Mengyue. The old dad sighed and said, "It really happened to me." He said that when he just got married, he didn't know that the twins had this situation.

Later he heard from my stepmother that it was a summer night two years ago when their former father died in their room for some unknown reason. Because there was no robbery or theft at the scene, the incident was treated as an accident, and the two children began to show these symptoms from then on.

Although my dad said that he didn't know the details, I always felt that there were many hidden flaws in his words. Since they are all playing tricks on me, I want to get to the bottom of it even more. I even prepared for the worst case scenario, which was to ask them to come and take the two sisters back, because I didn't want to live with a mentally abnormal person. No matter how cute and beautiful they were, their lives were more important.

I told this story to a friend who is a psychologist to see what she thought. She found it very interesting and wanted to help me solve it. She believed that these symptoms were probably the sequelae of what had happened. As long as she knew what had happened, it should not be difficult to find the origin of the symptoms.

Because my father had warned me, the sisters refused to see a psychiatrist. Mengjian also insisted that Mengyue was not sick, and would be very angry and try to stop them. So I had to secretly ask Mengyue to have afternoon tea at the cafe on the second floor of Yiting when Mengdian was not at home on Sunday. I told Yiting that I hoped no one would come up for the time being. Then I asked the doctor friend to pretend to be a fortune teller and pretend to tell Mengyue's fortune, so as to lower her vigilance.

Mengyue, an ignorant young girl, was indeed curious about this kind of mystery. My friend used the information I gave her to fool Mengyue into believing it. After a while, my friend thought the time was right and suggested using hypnosis to help her explore temptations such as past and present lives.

Mengyue was fooled very easily. My friend put his fingers lightly on her head, and then kept spinning and shaking her with an inexplicable melody and rhythm, muttering some hypnotic spells. Within a few minutes, Mengyue fell into a sleep state.

I asked my friend curiously, how could it be so easy to succeed? She smiled and said: "Actually, this is not difficult, because when I pretended to tell her fortune, I had already had a strong self-suggestion of my power in her mind, so I just need to strengthen my skills a little bit, and she will easily fall into the state of hypnosis. My friend also said proudly that she had scored high marks in this subject when she was in school.

I seized the opportunity to ask Mengyue, "Mengyue, tell me honestly, what happened on that summer night two years ago?" Mengyue closed her eyes and recalled. She looked very scared and dared not speak. However, she could not resist the suggestion of hypnosis, and finally said slowly, "Two." That night two years ago, there were thunder and lightning outside and it was also raining. My mother went to a friend's house and the maid was on holiday, so only Mengjian, my father and I were at home. Although he is my father, he is not our biological father, because my mother said that our life will be easier after marrying him, so we call him dad.

Mengyue continued, "That night, Mengjian was sleeping on the bed, and I was playing with dolls on the floor. Dad suddenly walked into our room strangely. He asked me who Mengyue was. I jokingly pointed at Mengjian and said she was me. Dad nodded and told me to go out. I didn't go far, but just played outside the door. After a while, I heard Mengjian's cry from the room.

I pushed the door open out of curiosity and took a peek. I saw my father taking off Meng Meng's clothes and kissing her all over. Meng Meng cried and kept asking her father to stop, but her father ignored her and continued to take off her clothes.

I was very scared and asked my father not to do this. I said I was Mengyue and he had got the wrong person, but my father ignored me. I was getting more and more scared and started crying louder. I realized I had to protect my sister, so I

I just... When Meng Yue said this, she seemed to be struggling in great pain. She hugged her hands and rubbed them constantly, as if she was very cold.

So what about you? I urged her to continue.

Mengyue continued excitedly: "So I pushed Dad, and when Dad fell to the ground, he just bumped into the vase on the table. The vase fell on the back of Dad's head and smashed into pieces. Dad's head kept bleeding. The ground was covered with red blood. Mengjian and I were scared and cried. Although Mom called an ambulance as soon as she came back, Dad died after staying in the hospital for a few days.

Mengyue suddenly covered her face and cried, "It's all my fault. I killed my father and made Mengyue become someone who hates boys. In order not to make me worry, she pretended to be strong." My friend asked, "Then why did you want to steal things?" Meng Yue sobbed and said, "Because. Because I am a bad child, I must go to hell to atone for my sins, otherwise my father will not forgive me, so I can't live too happily, I have to become worse. So I have to do bad things, I have to become very bad, so that I can go to hell.

Enough! Stop talking! I loudly stopped Mengyue from speaking any further, because my nose was sore and my eyes were blurred by tears.

It turns out that the fear of thunder and the hatred of men in the dream were caused by the fact that I was almost sexually assaulted by my father when I was a child. Meng Yue's mental illness is caused by intense guilt, which leads to unconscious behavior. Even her habit of stealing was a deliberate act of self-degradation in order to deepen her own guilt.

Suddenly, I felt my feet were empty and aimless, and an inexplicable sadness and anger filled my heart. Why did fate torture these sisters like this and inflict such unbearable pain on them? They are just a pair of young girls. Why should they bear the sin that does not belong to them?

I can imagine how painful it is for them to bear such a heavy yoke in their little hearts. That is a secret that can only be hidden deep in one's heart and cannot be confessed to others. It is even so painful that one can only seek trust in each other and dare not trust any outside help.

The two of them are like two small flowers blooming on a cliff, helpless and fragile. After being ravaged by the cold north wind, they support each other in their growth. Even though the flowers are broken, they still want to bloom with their white fragrance. What's shameful is that as an older brother, I not only have no sympathy, but even regard them as a burden and ignore them.

My friend advised me that this kind of psychological trauma in childhood cannot be healed overnight, and it requires long-term love and guidance to slowly heal the wounds in their hearts. If I really want to help them, I will need a lot of patience and perseverance.

After Mengyue was released from hypnosis, she seemed to be in a very good mood. My friend made up some random stories and made Mengyue believe them. I looked at her childish face, my heart was filled with emotion, and I secretly made a decision that no matter what, I would help them get out of this darkness.

5. Dreaming of Huan

Ever since I learned about the pain that Mengjian and Mengyue had to endure, my attitude towards them has become completely different. Not only am I more friendly towards them than before, I even happily accept the violence that Mengjian inflicted on me.

This huge change seemed to make the twins feel difficult to adapt. They even felt a little creepy in their dreams. One of them even asked me curiously if I had any bad intentions.

One day a few weeks later, I dreamed that her little face suddenly turned red and she staggered home from school. She didn't look well and her whole body felt dizzy. She must have a cold, so I wanted to take her to see a doctor.

No, I'm just a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a shower and a sleep. She waved her hand to refuse me, and when she walked up to the fourth floor, she murmured, "I can't be sick, otherwise Mengyue will be worried." I couldn't help shaking my head after hearing this. It was such a late hour and she was still worried about Mengyue's mood.

Since she said so, I thought it shouldn’t be serious. Because Mengyue has been coming home late after participating in club activities recently, so today it’s just Mengjian and I having dinner together.

After I made dinner, I called her downstairs to come down for dinner, but she didn't respond. So I went to her room and called her, but she was not in the room either. I looked around and found that the bathroom light was still on, so I guessed she was probably taking a shower. I called her a few times, but there was no response from inside. Moreover, at least an hour had passed since she went upstairs.

I was so worried that I didn't care about the consequences. I pried the door handle open and rushed in. The bathroom was filled with white mist. I dreamed that I was soaking naked in the bathtub and seemed to have fainted.

I stood there in a daze, because the clear hot water allowed me to see her tender and delicate body clearly. Her slightly raised and delicate breasts were like two low, snow-white hills. On the front peaks, the small pink nipples stood out like two fresh, juicy strawberries.

Looking down along her curvaceous waist, her smooth pubic mound like white porcelain looks like a boiled egg that has just been shelled, tall and round, showing its full shape. Next to the shallow red crack, there are a few thin seaweeds growing vaguely, as soft and transparent as baby hair, floating slightly in the hot water. If you don't look carefully, you may even ignore its existence.

The naked bodies of young girls that I had only seen in videos or photos in the past were now vividly presented before my eyes, and this was such a young and lovely beautiful girl. Although the timing was wrong, I still stared at it for three minutes before I came to my senses.

I took Mengshi out of the cold hot water, and then found a towel to dry her. Although there was a rough towel between us, I could still feel the soft touch of Mengshi's body through that thin barrier. Although I was very worried in my heart, sadly, my lower body was completely out of rational thinking and instead was responding to my man's nature.

I opened the wardrobe in Mengshi, picked out some underwear and clothes to help her put on, then drove her to the hospital. Her forehead was burning and her temperature was almost 39 degrees. This little girl was so stubborn that I almost scared her to death. After the doctor gave Mengshi an injection, he gave her a bottle of IV to replenish her strength. I thought she was in good health normally, but she suddenly fell ill, which was really unexpected.

In order to prevent Mengyue from worrying, I accompanied Mengyue to rest in the hospital for a while. When I saw that she seemed to be better, I drove her home. As if things weren't bad enough, my old car stalled halfway down the riverbank. It was already nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and there were rarely any taxis passing this road. It seemed I would have to carry this kid home again.

Although there are few people and cars on this road, today happens to be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. The bright moonlight and the street lights hanging high on the roadside make this riverbank road quite bright. I was walking slowly on the road with my dream on my back. From the tall and lush grass beside me, the chirping of unknown insects came from time to time to accompany me, so that I didn't feel too lonely.

I didn't dare walk too fast for fear of waking up the little ghost behind me. I dreamed that I hated the man and she never had any good feelings towards me. If I woke her up halfway, she would probably be upset and refuse to let me carry her.

But just when we were almost finished walking, she woke up and dreamed that she found herself lying on my back. She didn't care that she was sick and kept making a fuss and asking me to put her down. Because she kept struggling, I had to put her on the embankment to sit down in order to prevent her from falling.

I half coaxed and half begged her, hoping that she would let me carry her home, but no matter what I said, she just stayed on the embankment and refused to leave. At the end, for fear that her condition would worsen, I grabbed her hands and forced them on my shoulders.

I dreamed that she suddenly screamed, not only pushed my hand away, but also cried and shouted: "No.

Don't touch me, I don't want men to touch me. ! When I heard this, I was so excited that I couldn't help but say, "Dream. Enough! I... I'm not your former father!" Although I said this in a low voice, it was like a super sedative that immediately calmed her down.

you. What did you say? you. What do you know? In the dream, he seemed to realize the meaning of my words and stared at me with surprise.

I sighed and didn't want to hide it from her, so I slowly told her how I got the truth out of Mengyue that day. Mengming heard the end, but suddenly she got angry and slapped me. She cried and said: "You. How could you do this, how could you do this to Mengyue, you. What do you know!"

I did not dodge the slap that Meng Jian hit me, because she was sick and weak, so I did not feel any pain. However, the crisp sound of the slap and the burning feeling on my cheek scared Meng Jian.

It might be the guilt after the impulse. I dreamed of panic and not knowing what to do. I looked at her helpless appearance, my nose was sore and I couldn't help crying. I choked and said: "You. You don't need to blame yourself so much. This is not your fault. You don't need to bear this sin." I tried hard to finish what I was saying in my mind, but the tears and snot choked me, and it seemed that I couldn't speak clearly.

Meng was a little surprised to see me look so funny, because my feelings were so exposed. After a while, she was silent, and then she cried silently. She said quietly: "It's me, it's all me, it's all me who caused Mengyue to get that disease, she... She wanted to protect me, so... That's why the two sisters love each other so much, and each of them is vying to take the blame on themselves.

Although tears were still streaming down my face, I forced a smile to comfort her. I looked at Mengyue with the most gentle and sincere expression in my life and said, "There is always a way to cure Mengyue's disease. Although I don't know what the method is, there is always a way, and I will find it.

I will find it. I dreamed that she raised her head and stared at me with an incredible expression, but her moist and blurry eyes were sparkling with tears of emotion.

I handed her the handkerchief and asked her to wipe the tears off her face. I said slowly, "It's time to go. Mengyue is still waiting for us at home. If we go back too late, she will be worried." I gently lifted Mengjian up and put her on my back. This time she did not resist and cooperated with me.

After we walked for a distance on the road, Meng Jian suddenly whispered: "Why are you so nice to us?" I didn't know how to answer this question, because I didn't know myself. I thought about it and said with a smile: "Well, because I am your eldest brother." There was silence all around. The wind blowing from the river bank was so cold that it made people shiver, but I felt that the clothes on my back seemed to be gradually wetted by a pool of warm tears. Meng Jian suddenly cried in a low voice and said: "Thank you, brother. When I heard this, my heart was beating fast and tears started to flow out involuntarily. On the quiet road at night, the two of us walked home crying. If someone passed by at that time, they would definitely find it very funny.

Since that night when the gap between Meng Shi and I was eliminated, the relationship between her and me began to improve greatly. Not only did the number of our conversations and communications increase significantly, she also began to tell me about her feelings and private matters, and no longer refused my participation in things that needed help. Although sometimes she would practice on me when I made her angry, she would apologize to me embarrassedly afterwards and even take the initiative to help me apply medicine and clean up the mess.

Mengyue wondered why Mengzhu's attitude towards me had changed so much. Although she found it strange, she was optimistic about this phenomenon because she had always had a good feeling about me. It was a happy thing for her that the big brother she liked was recognized by his younger sister.

A few weeks later, the two twins finished their midterm exams. Since they were both smart, their grades were quite good. In order to reward them, they were asked what gifts they wanted.

Meng Jian said that she hadn't thought of what she wanted yet, so she reserved her power for the time being. After thinking about it, Meng Yue shyly said that she hoped I could accompany them to the amusement park because no one had taken them there for a long time.

I know Mengyue doesn't like crowded and noisy places, but now she suddenly suggested going to the amusement park. I saw that she kept looking down at Mengjian, and I suddenly guessed that she probably wanted to use this opportunity to narrow the distance between me and Mengjian. What a kind child.

In order not to reject her kindness, I found a weekend, drove that old car, and took them to a scenic recreation area in the mountains for a day.

Fortunately, there were not many people in this amusement park that day, and the weather was cloudy, so there were not many tourists. Many of the amusement facilities and rest areas were not as crowded as usual. Although the owner of the amusement park was very distressed, we actually had a lot of fun.

When we returned to the city in the evening, in order to prevent them from not having enough fun, I took them to the movies and a big dinner, and we stayed up until very late before going home. Mengyue seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She went home, took a shower and went to bed. However, she still had energy left to play a few fighting games before going back to her room. Of course, I continued to work hard on my manuscript.

After midnight, I walked out of the work room to take a breath and rest, and accidentally saw that the light in the dream room was still on. I knocked on her door and walked in. I saw she was still sitting at her desk studying. I smiled and said, "It's so late and you're still not asleep. Be careful not to be able to get up tomorrow morning."

I dreamed that she stuck out her tongue and made a face at me. She pretended to be helpless and said, "I can't help it. It's because I'm not as smart as my sister, so I have to read more books to make up for it." I smiled and advised her to go to bed early.

Just when I walked to the door, Mengyue suddenly stopped me and said, "Brother, wait a moment, don't leave yet. Um, is there something wrong? Can't sleep and want to beat me up to burn off your energy?" I said jokingly.

Meng Ming blushed and said: "No, what I want to say is, didn't you ask us what gifts we want, and did you want to give them to us?" I nodded and said: "Yes, have you thought about it. Mengming shook her head and said, "I don't need anything or a gift, but I think I do." As she spoke, her head lowered and her voice became smaller. What was even more strange was that her face became redder and redder. This was completely contrary to her usual fierce personality.

I thought she looked really cute and interesting, so I asked curiously: "What do you want? How can I know if you don't tell me?" Meng hesitated for a long time, her face as red as a ripe tomato. Finally, she took a breath, as if she finally mustered up the courage and said shyly: ". I think. I wonder if you can help me overcome my androphobia! Her strange request surprised me, and I said in surprise: "Why do you have such a strange idea? I lowered my head and dared not look at me. She played with her two small hands alternately and said: "I want to say. What I mean is that if I can overcome my dislike for men, Mengyue’s illness might gradually get better. Because her illness was caused by me, if she sees that I can get along well with boys, then maybe she won't have the sleepwalking problem anymore in the future.

What she said made a lot of sense. Even my friend who is a psychologist hadn't thought of this. I laughed and said, "It's amazing that you thought of this, but why did you come to me?" Meng said shyly, "Because, because." Because you are also a boy, if you suddenly find someone I don’t know, I will be scared.

. When I heard her words, I was so touched that tears almost fell from my eyes, because this represented Mengming's trust in me.

Well, what you said makes sense, then. How do you want me to help you? I said with a smile.

Mengzhi thought for a while and said: "Then let me start by touching your face calmly. I smiled and said: "Okay! He moved his face closer. This seems like a very interesting game, and I am looking forward to how this little kid will touch me.

I dreamed that she mustered up the courage, stretched out her trembling little hand slowly towards me. Her fingers were small and delicate, and the rosy white flesh on her palm was as smooth and tender as light yellow cream. It was really hard to imagine that this was the violent iron fist that usually beat me up and made my head bruised.

I looked at this slender little hand, and for some reason I seemed to have an inexplicable urge that reminded me of her seductive appearance when she was naked in the bathroom that day. Then I thought that if this little hand could hold my lower body and caress it gently, like in the content of the novel I wrote, it would definitely be an unimaginable pleasure.

It seemed as if the heavens were punishing me for my evil thoughts. When my hand was halfway stretched out in the dream, it suddenly clenched into a fist and flew towards me. She yelled, "I... I still can't do it!" These were the last words I heard as I lay on the ground with stars in my eyes.

Although our first experiment ended in failure, Meng's courage to face his fears is very valuable. From that day on, there was a secret task between her and me, which was to have some physical contact with her as much as possible so that she could gradually get used to getting along with the opposite sex.

But it's easier said than done. At the beginning, this little devil would beat me up eight or nine times out of ten. I was basically using my body as her sandbag. So I simply changed my approach and took the initiative to create opportunities. Sometimes I would find ways to praise her and touch her head, or find opportunities to hold her hand when we go out shopping together, and I would even jokingly play wrestling games with her and have some intense hugging and kissing.

This subtle and gradual method seems to really have the desired effect, because at least in my dreams he no longer hits me with his fists and feet. And during this treatment process, I think I should be the one who benefits the most. In addition to being able to avoid the fear of domestic violence in the future, I can find excuses to touch this cute and charming little girl. The pleasure of reverie that makes people's heart beat faster is quite addictive.

One night after a while, I checked her in the room of Dreams to overcome her phobia. I told Dreams that her current situation should be considered very progressive, and she no longer has to use me as an experiment, and she can also try to contact some other opposite sex.

I dreamed that I frowned after hearing this and said shyly: "But I am. I don't think I can do it now."

My faults have not been completely overcome! I asked with a smile, "What should be considered a standard?" I dreamed that I lowered my head and thought for a while, and after a while, her face seemed to be redder than last time, and she whispered, "That."

Then let me kiss your face and try it. I was drinking water with a cup at this time, but when I dreamed that my saliva almost spurted out of my nose. I thought no, this kind of love luck that flew from the sky would actually come to me. Of course, I have not had such reverie before, but those things eventually became plots in the novel.

I looked at her in confusion and said, "Do you take it seriously? I couldn't help but touch her forehead, sure she didn't have a fever, and dreamed that she raised her fist in anger and pretended to hit me.

I dreamed that I said a little angry: "No, of course it's true. I have already said it. Just forget it if you don't want it. She turned her head in shame and didn't want to look at me.

I quickly said, "Yes, of course I want them. My lovely sister asked me for this. Of course, I had to go to the soup and make a fire. Although I had a calm expression on my face, I was so excited that I was overjoyed.

I dreamed that I had tidied up my face slightly, and then closed my eyes and pouted my mouth slightly. I looked at her cute and charming face, with her thin short hair hanging pretty behind her little ears, and her closed eyes just highlighted her distinct long eyelashes, especially her two lips as thin as cherry blossoms, which was a temptation that I could only imagine but dream about but could not find when I was writing novels.

I slowly leaned my cheeks over, and my nose seemed to smell the girlish aura emitted by my nervousness and fever. This faint body scent made me feel so fast that my heart beat faster. I couldn't help but recall the first time I kissed a girl in high school. To be honest, my heart is quite complicated. No matter whether I dream of being my sister in terms of age or status, the trauma in her childhood should make me treat this matter with a more caring and sympathetic perspective. So my head stopped halfway and began to hesitate and wonder whether to continue moving forward.

I dreamed that I had stopped for a long time without any movement, so I simply slowly put my lips over. Although she was brave enough to muster up her courage, her body trembled and shrank like a kitten. According to usual experience, I guess the first time is probably very dangerous, so I have been paying attention to the Vajra Flying Fist I dreamed of, beware that she would greet my face at any time.

Sure enough, after I heard the nervous screaming in my dream, I quickly protected my face with both hands, but this time I fainted when I felt a pain in my crotch because she used kicks.

I don’t know how long it took, but when I woke up, my whole body was tied up in a large variety of colors on the chair I dreamed of. I said in surprise: "Hey! What are you doing? I don’t have the hobby of being abused. I said apologetically in dreaming: "I’m sorry, brother! Because you looked quite perverted just now, I think if I want to tie you up, I will feel more at ease. I frowned and looked unhappy. I didn't care about me even if I dreamed, but just gently held my cheek with both hands and then quickly printed it on my mouth. I was shocked. I didn't expect that this little ghost would kiss me in the mouth. Although her speed was very fast, the touch of the soul-stirring Qili was worthy of being tied up by her. Especially when I dreamed, I also applied a layer of lemon-flavored lip balm to my lips, and the sour and sweet fragrance also remained on my mouth.

I saw that I dreamed of a cute and shy face, which was no different from Mengyue's shy expression. It was no wonder, because they were twins. I asked Meng Jian with a smile, asking her if she would try it a few more times. After dreaming of nodding shyly, she gently pressed her little mouth against my lips, but this time she stopped a little longer than last time.

6. Desire confusion

Speaking of dreaming about my attitude towards me, to be honest, I made rapid progress. From being thousands of miles away from me to being willing to muster up the courage to kiss me, I just don’t have time. In addition to dreaming of her own efforts, her trust in me seems to be the biggest reason for her to move forward bravely. Her personality is actually very simple and kind. Once she starts to open her heart to the other person, she will believe in the other person without doubt.

If Mengyue's personality is as quiet and peaceful as the moon, the personality you dream of is as hot as the sun. As long as a little sincerity that is enough to make her agree with, her crescent trust will ignite like a prairie fire.

Her problem seems to be very difficult to cure. A sincere and complete tolerance can slowly fade her long-term depression in her heart.

On a rainy Saturday afternoon in early January, I was chatting with Yiting while drinking coffee in an empty cafe. Since two troubles that hurt me at home, I seem to have a rare time to spend it with her again. After all, compared to the illusory and vague unrealistic and unrealistic beauty in the novel, the living and real beauty in front of me is more likely to become the goal of my dream.

Although Yiting's husband has been dead for several years, she no longer has the sadness of a vain on her face, but as time goes by, it has turned into a pity-provoking mature charm. She is a few years older than me, and she usually likes to rely on her seniority and treats me as her younger brother, so I simply follow this relationship and gradually get closer to her.

It was a rainy day and there were no other customers in the store. I chatted with her and complained about the troubles that had happened to me recently. Yiting comforted me with grace as usual, with neither blame nor sympathy in her words. She was like a gentle mother or sister, just waiting for me quietly.

I often think that Mengyue always seems to want to look for the figure of her father in my impression, but I find that I seem to be projecting the same confusion on Yiting. Perhaps it was because my mother passed away early and her very independent personality since childhood that made me want to find the lost part in Yiting.

As the sky gradually faded, lights also lit up in Yiting's cafe, but the brightness of one of the lamps was shining and shattering. So I volunteered to take the ladder and wanted to help her replace it with a new light bulb. Maybe I was too proud and I took a staircase and slid down the ladder.

Yiting's reaction was quick, and she rushed over and hugged me immediately, but how could she, a slender little woman, catch the body of a big man? So I faced each other and overwhelmed her on the bar in the cafe. What happened was that my lips were kissing her red lips.

We both were stunned. We didn't know how to react to this embarrassing situation, and we even forgot to separate our lips. At this time, a voice suddenly sounded and said, "What are you doing! I turned my head and saw dreaming of standing at the door with an angry face staring at us.

Ah, I was just helping her change the light bulb, but it accidentally fell down and pressed on her!

I quickly explained the situation I passed by, but I didn't seem to listen to it in my dream, but just glared at me with her beautiful little eyes. I swallowed uneasy because it was usually a sign that she was about to beat me up.

However, probably because of the previous training, she was able to control her emotions. She dreamed that she walked back upstairs without saying a word after taking a few breaths. I gasped in my heart and wanted to catch up and comfort her, but at this time, many customers began to flood into the coffee shop. I saw that the situation was not good and walked away immediately, so I simply stayed to help Yiting greet the guests.

When I got home in the evening, it was already dinner time, but the two twins kept me a meal. Because I dreamed of cooking today, the dishes were quite good. I picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, but I almost vomited them out.

I dreamed that it came out of nowhere at this time. She sat next to me with her hands on her chin, looking at me with a smile and said, "Brother, how about it? Is it delicious? I replied with a wry smile: "Yes." Very delicious, so delicious. I think it would be miserable if it was not delicious.

So that’s it! Since it's so delicious, then you can eat more. I dreamed of laughing and putting all the dishes on the plate into my bowl.

I don't know what the little kid is getting angry again, but in order to calm her down, I had to frown and eat all the pickles.

After using it, I dragged my tired body to the bathroom to take a shower. I filled the hot water and was about to close the door and enjoy it. When I glanced at me, I saw a girl's underwear that I had just changed. Because I just dreamed that I was still having dinner with me, I guess the underwear should have been replaced by Mengyue when she was taking a shower.

I curiously picked up the underwear and played with it on my hands. The gentle cotton fabric still had a warm touch. On a whim, I imitated the abnormal movements in the novel, put the underwear on my face and sniffed it hard. In an instant, a strong and scented girlish body odor was slamming into my mind.

But I don’t know what happened today. It seems that God deliberately wanted to go against me, so I was so desperate. At this time, the bathroom door suddenly opened. Mengyue stared at me in surprise outside the door. She was probably here to get the clothes she wanted to wash, but she happened to see my abnormal movements.

I know the current situation, no matter what I say, it is difficult to explain, but I still said, "Ah. This. I thought it was a towel, so I used it to wipe my face. I know that this reason is very far-fetched. As long as a normal person is beaten to death, I will not believe it.

Meng Yue's eyes widened at first, tears rolling around behind her glasses, and then she let out a terrifying scream. When Meng heard the sound, she rushed over immediately. This little ghost's anger had been enduring for a long time, and now when he saw this scene, he immediately burst out.

you. You pervert! I was so angry that my whole body was trembling. I felt the murderous aura on her body began to swell, as if she had become a super Saiyan! The next situation was, of course, I was lying on the ground with blood flowing all over and over again.

After angering these two little kids, they always have a few good days to live, especially when they dreamed that the trust relationship I finally established with her was really afraid that it would be ruined. If this is true, then I spent so much time before, it would be in vain.

Fortunately, the two twins were so angry that they were almost gone. A few days later, they talked and laughed to me again, which finally made me feel much more relieved.

A few more nights passed, but I dreamed that I suddenly found me to her room. As soon as I entered, she tied me to a chair.

I smiled and said, "What are you doing? You want to kiss again. Although my body is bound and not free, it is worth it to dream of a sweet and sour kiss like a green apple, even if I spend my life with me, so I am quite looking forward to it.

But when I dreamed, I shook my head and said, "No, I. I didn't think about that! Then what do you want to do? I said curiously.

I dreamed of saying shyly and angrily: "I am trying to say that I am really fed up with the perverted creatures like you men, so I decided to study it thoroughly! Then what do you want? This little devil's idea is getting more and more difficult for me to figure it out.

I dreamed that I took out a thick book from my schoolbag and said, "I. I want to study the body structure of a boy thoroughly, so. So brother, you have to feel wronged. I looked at the cover of the book, which was a male and female health education anatomy book used in medical schools, and it also included a large color photo description. For some reason, a bad premonition suddenly arose in my heart.

Well, by the way, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't done anything, so please let me go quickly and I'm in a hurry to do it. I struggled in panic, but I dreamed that the rope tied was really strong.

I dreamed that I said nervously, "Wait. I'll just study it. She casually opened the thick colorful anatomy book, and the content happened to be in the chapter on the explanation of the male genitals.

What this little devil wants to do next? I can guess about it, but I feel mixed feelings and don’t know what to do. Although I have never had such imagination when writing novels, I can always restrain my behavior in real life.

Besides, even if we are not really biological brothers and sisters, under the authority of the law, this is a fact that I cannot change. Especially she is just a naive underage girl and has been hit by her father's sexual assault. No matter how she imagines that she really attacks her sister in the novel, it takes a lot of courage and determination.

For a lustful sheep like me who is lustful but not brave, of course I only dare to imagine but not take action. I began to shout nervously: "I dreamed enough, let go of me quickly. If this continues, something will happen.

Do you know that we are brothers and sisters like this! I spoke louder and louder the more I spoke, because the next thing was not the kind of simple kiss.

Dreaming frowned and said, "Do you know you are very noisy? If Mengyue wakes up, it will be amazing. She then put a piece of tape on my mouth and sealed my mouth.

I covered my mouth and felt sad in my heart. At the same time, I felt really retribution in my mind, because I wrote a similar plot in the novel a few days ago, but the protagonist in the book happened to be a dream, and I also made many sexual abuse scenes of candles and whip on her in the book. Now, she has returned it to me in real life.

I dreamed that I was stolen and took a deep breath, then unbuttoned my belt tremblingly, and then pulled off my pants. In the past, I was taking off women's clothes, but now it feels strange to let others take off, but I feel a sense of excitement in my heart.

The little ghost pinched his fingers and gently lifted my boxer panties. She screamed first, then widened her eyes and observed my lower body carefully. The expression she dreamed of was astonishment, and her forehead was slightly opened as if it was about to fall off.

She blushed and looked at it, and said curiously: "Hey, strange, why is it different from the photos in the book?"

I thought to myself that this was of course because the anatomy book she read was full of photos of the corpse being flattened. I was a big boy with flesh and blood.

I dreamed that I looked at the contents of the book and murmured to myself: "Yeah. That's it. Then it's like this,

Well, it turns out that the sponge body can stretch and get an erection. As she said that, she tried to touch my part with her fingers.

She poked me a few times but I didn't respond. She looked at me in confusion and said, "Hey, why? Brother, you didn't respond? I really felt funny. I tied me up like a torture. How could I feel?

At the same time, I suddenly thought that the content of the abuse novels I wrote before was nothing. What makes you feel excited when you are rolled and tied up. If your mouth is sealed, you will feel suffocating. Now, thinking about it is simply deceiving the reader!

The little devil looked a little anxious when I didn't react. After walking around, she thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Then let me give you some excitement. She blushed and smiled at me strangely, then slowly lifted up the plaid skirt under her waist, revealing the light blue lace panties she was wearing below.

I dreamed of those graceful and delicate long legs, and her underwear immediately revealed in front of me. The slight naked but not very complete temptation began to cause a congested change in my sad lower body.

I dreamed that I was excited and said, "Yeah! Really yeah! It's really bigger, why has it become smaller again? Because I quickly closed my eyes and used the Bing Xin Jue from Fengyun Comics to cool myself. I was concentrating on my mind: "My heart is like ice crystals, and the sky is not shocked. This trick is quite effective, and my head will calm down immediately.

I originally thought she would give up like this, but the little devil said a little angry: "You are so greedy. Do you want me to show more? I couldn't help but applaud, and I couldn't help but nod my head. After a while, I felt something was wrong, so I shook my head hard, and at the same time I made a whimpering sound.

I dreamed that I didn't understand what I meant, and I didn't care about my stopping eyes. She slowly unbuttoned the buttons of her top and took off her top. So a charming young girl wearing only her close-fitting underwear was presented to me in front of me in this pretty way.

Some people say that things will turn out to the extreme. If you hate them to the extreme, you will become likes as long as you cross that limit. Dreaming of disgusting the emotions suppressed by the opposite sex seems to turn into an amazing energy under the accumulation of a long time. Once it is triggered by me, it begins to be like a bomb ignited by the lead.

I know that this little devil has always been very brave. As long as he becomes more talented, he will do whatever he wants. But I never expected that she would dare to take off her clothes in front of me. I think the most important reason is that except for the fact that I was tied up and couldn't do anything to her, her heart must be full of a strange feeling for me.

I dreamed that in order to see clearly, I squatted in front of my legs. My eyes could just see the small breasts in her underwear. What's worse was the plump shape under her underwear. Because of the tightness, this fatal temptation immediately made me excited.

Men are really pathetic creatures. Even if they are unable to help themselves, they will instinctively react to their innate impulses as long as they are stimulated by external factors.

I dreamed that I was full of surprise. I tried to touch my front with my hands, and then I had the courage to hold it gently with my hands and try to be firm. Her tender palms contained my high clone. Although there was no vigorous exercise, the taboo contact that reached my heart made me unable to help but ejaculate.

ah! I dreamed of screaming! Because of the inability to dodge, the translucent and sticky liquid just splashed on her face. She curiously dripped some liquid and took it to the end of her nose to smell it, and then tried to taste it slightly with her little tongue. This concentrated essence of the man's body seemed to bring her a great first shock.

The excitement I vented because of my unfreedom seemed to bring a burst of muscle cramps to my muscles. I made a whimpering sound, and my whole body collapsed on the chair like a deflated ball.

This situation seemed to be scared to dream. She quickly untied my rope and tape and said anxiously: "Brother."

Brother, what's wrong with you? Is it important? Her eyes were blurred and she was so worried that she almost cried.

I gasped and said, "You. Do you really want to understand what a man is? I dreamed that I was stunned on my face and didn't understand the meaning of my words for a moment.

At this time, my mind was in chaos, and I had already put all the taboos behind me. The so-called morality is a noun that does not exist in a man who has already burned his body with desire and has sperm rushing into his brain. I picked up the dream of putting her on the bed, putting her lips against her little mouth, and began to kiss the charming fruit in a deep and wanton manner. I dreamed of a surprise resistance at first, and then I slowly accepted my deep.

Her cherry lips, which usually smile, always look like two rose petals, exuding a fragrance that is waiting for someone to pick. I wanted to taste that flavor a long time ago. After savoring it in depth today, it was indeed smooth and refreshing. I felt the white and neat little teeth in her mouth, and greedily tasted the sweet and mellow saliva in her mouth.

After taking off my clothes, I began to untie the only remaining clothes I dreamed of. Since I saw her naked body in the bathroom that time, this young and tender body has appeared in my fantasy many times. Now, when I really look closely, I am still amazed. Although my reason tells myself that this is a wrong behavior. But her hands, driven by desire, were very calm and unbuttoned.

Her body seemed to shine with brilliance, her pure and fair skin was shining with a white and red luster. The slightly bright light shone on it, reflecting the moving brilliance. Just like a piece of white paper that has not been dyed, there is only the pink on the chest and the thin and transparent slightly brown on the lower body, presenting different colors.

A cute dream is like a pool of spring water, where you touch it will ripples due to tension. The breasts, which were originally slightly shaped when they were standing upright, now only have two balls of bulges after lying down. I gently pressed her chest, and my palm gently slid across the slightly undulating white hills, and finally stayed on the pink cherry red color. When my palm pressed, the softness and elasticity belonging to the girl immediately showed amazing elasticity.

My lips couldn't wait, and I wanted to taste the pair of pink strawberries on my chest, so I went over her ears, her chin, her shoulders, and finally bit the tender and juicy with my teeth.

Yeah! The sound of the dream, a subtle moan like a breath, I never dreamed that the stubborn personality was like a little boy, and I could also make such a female cry, which really made me feel very interesting. I didn't give her time to react, and her cheeks continued to slide downwards after a slight irritation on her chest.

The fleshy and smooth end of the nose was like a chalk line that struck her chest across her waist and came to the plump and smooth mound.

I dreamed that I instinctively clamped my legs and let out a sound of gasping. The sweat oozed out of my body sandwiched the girl's unique fragrance, and was fumigated in this small room.

This is a temptation that makes people fall into the abyss of sin. The girl in front of her is not as a minor, but rather a little girl. Although the body of a mature woman can make a man's body react excitedly, the tempting stimulation in front of him makes people feel more excited to challenge moral taboos from the depths of his heart.

Don't be afraid. I gently stretched out my dream of graceful and slender thighs and buried my face under her crotch. Because there were no too many obstacles from flowers and plants, I could see it easily.

Although these slender and charming long legs are usually kicked so hard that I have bleeding from the ground, but today I open the door to this ferocious power and it turns out to be a cluster of charming rose gardens. The layered and plump color, if you use food to joke, is definitely the most advanced tuna belly meat. The rosy pearl hidden deep in the slit of the meat is a bud bud that is more precious than caviar.

ah. ah! After kissing the lips gently, then teasing the tongue, dreaming of making such a crisp sound naturally.

Just as I was about to go deeper, for some reason, I dreamed that I suddenly shouted nervously, "No."

don't want. Dad, don’t! This sentence was like a basin of cold water, which woke my mind up when I glared. I suddenly thought of how different my behavior was now from her former father.

I pushed away my little hand that covered my cheeks, looked at her gently and said, "Look at me, I am my brother! I am not your former father! My cry made Meng Jian slowly open his eyes, as if he saw the light in the darkness. She cried with joy, "It's really your brother, it's really you!" I touched her head and said guiltily: "Sorry, I shouldn't have done this. I supported her from her and was about to leave, but I dreamed that I looked a little anxious when I heard it. She was shy and panicked, and tears rolled in her eyes and said: "Brother,"

Don’t leave me behind. If you leave me behind now, my illness will probably never be cured!

I will hate you for the rest of my life!

You don't regret it! I looked at her.

I dreamed that I shook my head and bit my mouth, and she said with red ears: "I don't want anyone except you, brother. She hooked my arms around me and refused to let me leave."

I growled, and somewhere in my heart, it seemed that something had collapsed. Because if I bear this sin for the sake of curing the dream, then I will accept it with no complaints. What's shameful is that my desires are so permeated that I feel guilty.

My mockery of myself and my hatred made me strive to hold my feet firmly and want to complete this new ritual.

The beast I had been trying my best to suppress was finally released, and first slowly advanced in a shallow and gentle manner.

I dreamed that I was hooking my neck and biting my lips and enduring this pain hard. The first thing I heard was a break. The moment I broke away from chastity, she closed her eyes and shouted slightly, as if she was having a nightmare.

ah. . ah! The curly and trembling little body emits a series of moving melodies as it goes deeper.

I felt the crowding of the lower edge, like two completely inclusive mothers comforting me. Her passage surprised me, and it turned out to be the perfect organ with rich slits of flesh walls.

The entrance is like pliers that can fix the clone, and after entering, it is wrapped in sections and tangled and tangled, and the final end point is like a vacuum attraction, making people unable to resist and vent.

In order to collect information when I wrote novels, I once met a Fengchen girl with this kind of soul-eroding magic. The pleasure that made me want to die was causing me to spend the income of several novels on her bottomless pit that was so addicted to gold. If that woman hadn't become someone's wife later, I'd be afraid that I would still be obsessed with her today.

However, after many years of disagreement, today I found the perfect body that made me dreamy. I walked on her while rushing anxiously. First, it took a short rest, then spread horizontally, emerging from the bottom.

The whimpering from chastity made the dream of constantly breathing like a sleepwalking. The leisurely sound accompanied by my echoed rumbling, which was the ending sound gradually weakened later, leaving only a crisp and tender cry.

Unregular movements eventually lost to the perfect path to swallowing the soul. It was like asking me to completely abandon my reason. I felt a burst of excitement, and then poured the hot and white body fluids into her deep body.

I let out a satisfied admiration and slowly pulled out of her body. The red blood mixed with the thick white, constantly flowing out of the hole that I dreamed of being destroyed by me. It was a proof of her escape from chastity and a symbol of my sin.

Sorry, sorry. Brother, I'm sorry for you. The reproach of my heart made me constantly apologize to her.

I dreamed that I shook my head and hugged my head in front of her small chest, and she said gently: "No."

elder brother! Don’t apologize. Actually, I should apologize. I am willing to do this, but I am very happy because my first time partner is brother.

I closed my eyes, not knowing whether to cry or laugh in my heart. The dream of being tough on the outside and soft on the inside, I defiled her innocence. Not only did she not resent me, she also comforted me like this, which only made me dislike myself even more.

7. Love to be entangled

elder brother! What's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze all the time! A slender and gentle palm, like a butterfly flying in front of my eyes, recalling me back to reality from my confusion.

Since I dreamed of having sex with me, I was absent-minded all day long, like a child who did something wrong, and I didn't dare to face my dreams. In order to escape from that charming pretty face, I didn't even dare to look at Mengyue's face directly. In comparison, dreaming of being generous to me, it seems quite normal to dream of not having anything happened.

I knew that I liked me in my dream, but for some reason, I retreated and dared not accept it. I can't tell which of these two complex emotions are because of fear of morality and ethics or because of the sympathy she encountered when she was young.

What makes me even more difficult to deal with is that I dream of the ecstasy strange passage on my body, which is like a nightmare every night, and I can't sleep. Now, as soon as I see dreaming, I can’t help but think of the excitement of desire in my mind.

She is still a child! From time to time, I am alert to myself in my mind. No matter how touched she is, I have made a mistake once, and I cannot increase the burden on my dreams of the soul.

But I only understand that those are just excuses for self-deception. To put it bluntly, I am just a coward. I am afraid of dreaming about the status of brother and sister between me, I am afraid of dreaming about my father's behavior before, and I am even more afraid of being afraid that after I accept the dream, I will indulge in her and unable to extricate myself.

Sometimes I think about it and find it funny. I am still a porn novelist. Why is it so easy to write in the virtual world but I am so reserved and unable to let go in real life.

But my deliberate attitude of escaping seemed to have made me angry. One night, I sent a signed teaching notice to her room and wanted to leave in a hurry.

I dreamed that I saw it but quickly said, "Wait a minute, brother, we haven't been chatting for a long time, let's sit down!"

Don't rush to leave first. Yeah okay. OK, what are you going to talk about? I sat on her bed guiltily and deliberately kept a distance from her.

I dreamed of curiously saying, "Brother, you have been weird lately. Is there anything wrong with me? She moved the chair toward me while talking.

without. No, no. What's wrong! My eyes wandered around and I didn't dare to contact her eyes.

Still said no! I dreamed that I held my cheek with both hands and stared at me and said, "Then why don't you dare to look at me? Are you hiding from me? At this time, her pretty face moved closer to me a few centimeters. I smelled her breath like orchid, and my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

where. I can't hide from you, but I think we should still keep a little bit of a sense of justice, after all, we are brothers and sisters. I said this with a guilty conscience.

I dreamed that after hearing these words, she frowned slightly. She lowered her head and was silent for a while. Suddenly, she grabbed my wrist and bit it hard. It hurt that I went into my heart and lungs.

ah. It hurts so much, why do you bite me? I wanted to stop my dreams, but I found that she bit her and cried.

I endured the pain in my wrist and ignored it and asked gently, "Why are you crying? Sorry, it's all the big brother who doesn't make you angry. Don't cry. I gently leaned against her little head with my other hand.

Hate hate! I dreamed that I shook my head and said crying, "Really, you. Like the others, do you treat us as crazy or monsters, so I deliberately avoided me. How could it be that, my brother never regarded you as sick patients, you are all. They are all my lovely sisters. I specifically emphasized the word "sister".

I dreamed that I raised my head and pouted my mouth, and said shyly and angrily: "No! I don't want to be your sister! I want to be your girlfriend! I am your lover! I was shocked when I heard this and stammered: "

You are still young, and I am your brother, so this is not possible. I don't know why this little ghost's thoughts are becoming more and more extreme, so I can't even know how to answer.

I dreamed of being surprised and said, "Why can't it be possible? We are not brothers and sisters, why can't we fall in love? Besides, you hugged me too! As she said that, her face approached me one more step.

I sighed and said, "That time was a mistake, but there was no way. Who told me that my dead dad wanted to marry your mother? If we change from brothers and sisters to lovers, even if we are not related by blood, we will be gossiped about it."

I dreamed of humming, putting my hands on my hips and saying, "As long as we like each other, why don't we gossip about others? You are older than me and are a big boy, but you are so brave! It really makes me laugh, hahaha! She made a face at me.

When a young girl from China teased me like this, my big man, where would I put my face? I couldn't help but say, "If I were timid, I wouldn't hug you that day." As soon as I said this, I immediately felt something was wrong.

I dreamed of saying proudly: "Yeah, now you've got it honestly. Having sex with a minor girl is a crime. Since we have no consensus, I have to call the police and ask the police to arrest you. Yes.

By the way, what fruits do you like? I will take them with me when I go to prison to see you in the future. She said as if she was about to get up and make a phone call.

I said angry and funny: "Hey, are you a rape or a threat? No one is as unreasonable as you. I grabbed her and let her fall into my arms. The air in the room became easier when I glared.

I gently hugged her petite and gentle body, leaned my chin on top of her head, and sighed, "You little fool, what do I have to do with you? And if I have any imagination about you again, then I am no different from your stepfather before. I smelled the faint fragrance of her hair and patiently the excitement in my heart.

I dreamed that I shook my head and said, "Different! Different. In the past, whenever I thought of that beast, I would tremble all over my body, but if the partner was replaced by my elder brother, I would not feel that way. Although I still seem to be a little scared of boys now, I don't seem to be afraid of you.

她臉頰貼在我的胸膛，溫柔的說："哥我老實跟你說哦，其實我以前雖然覺得你這個人又變態又好色，可是至少你卻是愿意真心對待我和夢月的。不像其他人一知道我們的毛病，就好像我們身上有什么傳染病一樣，都用奇怪的眼光看我們。那一天我生病時你那么著急的模樣，我打你一巴掌你也不生氣，那時我就覺得你這人很好了。后來后來我看你的想法就慢慢變了。可是那一天，我看到你抱著儀婷姐親在一起時，我的心里也不知道為什么刺痛刺痛的，好像在吃醋一樣，后來我仔細想想發覺，我好像是喜歡上你了。

夢見的個性爽朗倔強敢愛敢恨，但是畢竟還是個女孩子，突然一口氣將藏在心里的想法全說了出來，霎時之間臉馬上羞紅的像個紅蘋果。

她吸了口氣，抬起頭仰視著我說："我喜歡你就是喜歡嘍，才不管別人的看法呢，我討厭你抱著儀婷姐的樣子，討厭你看別的女人，跟她們那種老女人比起來，我這種年輕的不是更好。你不要裝那副道貌岸然的樣子，我知道其實你這個人色色的，以前我踢你的時候，你都趁機偷看我的內褲對不對。我臉上一陣羞澀，這小鬼的眼光挺利的，老早就發覺我在偷看她。

夢見嘟著嘴笑說："你干嘛那么害羞啊，我都。我都讓你抱過了，看看內褲那又不會怎么樣。我只要你拿我當正常人看，當當一個正常的女人看，不要用哪種可憐兮兮的眼神同情我，你。你想干什么就干什么，想想抱我就抱我，只要只要你心里只喜歡我一個人。

這丫頭年紀輕輕的，對感情的看法卻比我這個大人還要大膽，真是讓我驚訝，這番話只說的我啞口無言，不知道該怎么辯駁。可是反過來說，無可辯駁也就是說言之有理，我心中矜持的那些觀點，原來在夢見心里都是一文不值。

被這樣一個嬌俏迷人的稚齡美少女，當面對吐露情意，而且又是這般的情致纏綿，又無怨無悔，要是說不會怦然心動的話，那我還算是個男人嗎。

我雙手環繞從后面摟著她的孅腰，在她耳邊說："小傻瓜，那這樣說，你那一天晚上讓我抱你，也是你故意設計的嘍。夢見羞著耳根說："其實其實那時我也沒想到事情會變成那樣啦，本來只是想整整你的，可是一想到你抱著儀婷姐的樣子，就忍不住心里沖動。不過我事后想想，自己也覺得很害怕，可是又想到如果過不了這關的話，那我永遠也沒辦法變成一個正常的女人了，而且而且第一次給了你，我我并不后悔。她說著說著整個頭都羞的低了下去。

這幅羞郝的模樣真是太可愛了，我一時沖動將她的頭轉過來，將嘴唇貼在她的小嘴上。夢見嚇了一跳想從我身上跳起來，可是我抱的很牢沒讓她得逞。

這一道吻下來，霎時將我這幾天隱忍的欲火給點燃了，我的右手本來扶在夢見的腰上，這時已不由自主的伸入她的襯衫，往她微隆的胸部前進。因為她今天沒有穿內衣，所以我馬上摸到那對秀氣的乳房，用食指跟中指輕輕夾著頂端的乳頭微微搓揉。

ah!你你干嘛啦，我就說你這個人色色的，啊啊剛剛剛還說什么兄妹不可以咧，話才剛說完就變了一個樣！我臉上帶著微笑，一邊聽夢見發出低沈抗議的清脆聲音，手指卻忙著柔捏她胸前的雛乳。

一陣深吻之后，我的舌頭慢慢離開那張淡薄的櫻唇，夢見喘著呼吸紅著俏臉俯視著我，只有一條透明閃亮的銀絲，作為我們嘴巴彼此之間的連結。

我的動作沒有停止，在她還沒反應過來時，左手又接著滑入她的下擺，先是穿過她褲子的緊伸腰帶后，接著是在她胯下的內褲外游走。

呀呀討厭！現在不行啦，等下要是吵到夢月的話，事情就大條了！她用手肘輕輕在我小腹一撞，雖然不是很大力，卻嗆的我不停咳嗽。

啊好痛啊。好痛啊，你打死我了，打死我了！我臉上假裝著無賴的表情，卻故意趁機縮緊身體將她緊緊摟住，當然手指也趁機更加深入。

我這個詭計逗的夢見咯咯嬌笑說："不來了啦，你賴皮！她像一潭粉紅色的漣漪，在我懷里不停震蕩。

我微微一笑，將她按倒在床上，又是一陣擁吻后，就試著退下她的衣服。夢見害羞的拜托我，希望我把燈關掉，我沒有照做，只是將光線稍微調暗了一點，因為我可不想放棄欣賞這副迷人軀體的機會。

她那未成熟又青澀的雪白身軀，像是懸在空中的一輪明月，在黑暗中散發著青春無限的魅力光彩，那是一種能夠讓人拋開理智，墜入罪惡的危險誘惑。我放開矜持，讓自己投入這片深淵，像是在映著浮月的海面，我在白色的肌膚上裸泳，滑過一層層帶著粉紅透明的凝脂。

啊-啊！夢見嬌喘細細低吟著婀挪的歌曲，配合那道旋律，我在她身上跳著輕盈的舞步。她平時欺負我的兇悍表情，現在已經完全消失無蹤，取而代之的則是燦若玫瑰的柔情無限。

這副惹人心動的模樣激蕩的我意亂神迷，我吻著她胸前玲瓏秀氣的胸部，牙齒一口咬住前端嬌嫩突起的小小果實，夢見咬著嘴唇，努力忍受著那端帶來的震撼。

就當我允著小小乳頭，想接著繼續最后階段時，夢月卻突然在外面敲了敲門說："夢見，你在里面睡覺嗎？她轉了轉門把，可是因為鎖上了她沒有辦法進來。

這時我和夢見都嚇得魂飛魄散，因為我們兩個都不希望讓她看到這副模樣，我叫夢見趕緊隨便找個理由打發她走，夢見不得以只好說："對啦，我在睡覺啦，我好困喔，有什么話明天再說啦。

夢見輕顰薄怒的瞪了我一眼，眼神好像在說："都是你啦，都跟你說會吵到夢月的！夢月在門外說："是嗎？你在睡覺啊，可是我怎么聽到你房里有人說話的聲音？那是收音機的聲音啦！夢見隨口瞎掰希望能應付過去，哪知夢月嘮嘮叨叨的，竟在房間門口和夢見聊了起來。

我杵在床上心中苦笑不得，照這個情形下去，不知道要什么時候，才能擺脫這個尷尬的狀況。因為她們實在是聊的太久了，我閑著無聊雙手又開始在夢見的身上游走撫摸，夢見的俏臉又羞又急，一邊要忙著抵擋我的魔爪，另一邊又要回答夢月的問話，簡直是分身乏數。

夢見你怎么了，是不是身體不舒服啊，怎么說話的聲音怪怪的？夢月好奇的問說。

這時我的右手已經攻占了夢見的下緣，正要用手指在她里頭來回伸縮，她努力攔住我不讓我再繼續得逞，然后緊張的回答說："沒我沒事，啊你快去睡覺啦，不。嗯。不要再跟我聊天了啊。夢月應了一聲后，似乎就消失在門口，然后夢見很干脆的給我臉上一拳，徹底打消我這個無賴的行為。

我們靜靜的等了一會兒后，夢見滿臉修紅的拉過被單遮住赤裸的身子，她低聲嬌嗔的說："討厭啦，都跟你說不行了，剛剛要是萬一讓夢月看到的話，你看她不捉狂才怪！她生氣的用腳掌抵著我的腦袋，想把我踹下床去。

我皺著眉頭心里不大高興，這丫頭的態度轉變的這么快，剛剛才對我說了一堆深情款款的情話，這會兒卻又急著想趕我下床，翻臉跟翻書一樣，簡直也太瞧不起我了。

她小小的足裸柔潤滑膩，大小跟我的手掌差不多大，因為剛好抵著我的臉頰，所以我生氣的一把抓住，用牙齒輕輕的啃著。這幅模樣倒讓我不禁想起，那天晚上幫夢月搓腳丫的事情。

其實這對雙胞胎都有一對漂亮迷人的天足，雖然她們現在年紀還小，但是那道暗示著將來完美曲線的曼妙玲瓏，已經可以在她們腿上悄悄尋覓。當她們夏天穿著短裙的時候，上學穿著黑長襪的時候，老實說我的眼光都總是找機會偷喵那一對娉婷，畢竟用眼睛吃吃豆腐應該不算犯法吧。

夢見好像非常怕癢，當我用嘴唇吻著那只足裸的掌心，用舌頭一直延伸到她輕盈的腿腰時，她差點忍不住大叫出來。我壞壞的用手指做了個禁聲的手勢提醒她，夢見立時警覺的用雙手按住嘴唇，我心中一陣欣喜，因為少了這兩道最強防線，我的攻勢更能長驅直入肆無忌憚。

昏黃的床前臺燈雖然不是非常明亮，但是要讓我找到那塊日思夜想的桃園禁地，卻也是綽綽有余。我想起跟夢見的第一次時，因為匆匆忙忙的好像弄痛了她，所以這次決定要溫柔一點。

先是用手指在花園外端微微挑撥，然后再輪流進入攪拌那一叢花蕊，麻癢酥爽的陣陣觸感，讓夢見緊張的用大腿互相摩娑，想要阻止我的彈奏。但是她越是努力，我的節奏就越加快速，她的俏臉早已被一抹飛起的霞紅染的紅通通的，捂住嘴唇上的那一對美麗雙眼，也被淚水滾的一片迷蒙，讓人不知道是興奮還是快樂。

我撐開她的雙腿，挺進那道隨著夢見喘息一開一合的妖艷入口，雖然是第二次了，但那被初染過的失貞疼痛，似乎還讓夢見的心里余悸猶存。她的下腹隨著我一寸寸的前進上下激動的劇烈搖擺，等到完全深入時，反應出來的則是擴散到全身的顫抖呻吟。

看到她這副淚波盈盈的嬌羞模樣，再比較她平時欺負我時的兇強霸道，讓我不禁起了一絲惡作劇的頑皮心態，我俯身在她耳邊小聲的說："你小心嘍哥現在要開始報仇嘍，今天晚上你別想睡覺了。為了緩和她的情緒，我開玩笑的在她面前低聲訴說。夢見在雙手下的那張俏臉，忍不住噗嗤一笑，跟著又對我投以一道嗔怒的眼神。

Does it still hurt?我一邊溫柔的前進，一邊小聲的詢問，夢見捂著嘴巴點點頭又搖搖頭，實在不知道她的意思，既然搞不懂那就只好照我的意思去做了。

其實當我進入的那一剎那，我的引擎就已經快要忍不住加速了，現在放開煞車后，我開始化身成瘋狂的飆車魔，不斷的將油門催到最高的速度。

先是從時速七十開始跳表，然后跳到八十。九十一百一百二十，飆到破表的速度之后，跟著是一連串的交通違規，包括直行左轉、闖紅燈、逆向行駛、亂鳴喇叭，最嚴重的當然是未禮讓行人嘍。

這當中最可憐的還是夢見這個副駕駛了，既要忍受我的瘋狂飆車，又不能盡情的大聲驚嘩，只能像個誤上公車的老弱婦孺，忍氣吞聲的接受惡德司機的嘲弄。

不過這種精神擔憂和身體激蕩，似乎給夢見帶來一種意想不到的雙重刺激。

嗚-嗚-嗚突然間她捂著嘴巴發出慘叫的聲音，身體像個拱橋高高舉起，連帶的她的下緣也忽地整個緊縮。這道強制性的煞車器一啟動，馬上像個真空幫浦，把我里頭的潤滑油給全抽了出來。

啊-啊我慘呼的一聲，白色的濃稠全部涌進夢見小小的子宮里去，要不是知道她還沒有月經，我大概會嚇得邊射邊抽出來。夢見這時已經熱的全身發燙，汗水濕漓漓的將床單都浸濕了一大片，和我的反應一樣，她的下緣斷斷續續的，竟射出一些透明的潮液。

我不禁瞪大了雙眼，雖然她并沒有完全達到頂點，不過才第二次就到了這樣的地步，她的身體真的是被上天所眷顧的優質之體，能夠讓她輕松的享受到性愛的愉悅。

夢見的神情像剛跑玩馬拉松一樣疲憊不堪，但她的通道卻本能的開始產生一種痙攣蠕動，那種感覺像是同時有無數細小的柔軟觸手，在同時撫弄著我的分身。

我的下體被她一陣挑撥后，竟在不到三分鐘的間隔內又重振雄風。

既然她的身體在呼喚我唱安可曲，那我又怎能不對她產生回應呢，于是在接下來的三個小時中，這個魔鬼的身體竟又讓我一連勃起了三次。

Um.啊-啊。討厭啦，怎。怎么還沒完啊，你到底想做幾次啦！夢見捂著嘴唇，發出輕微的抗議聲浪。

因為一連串的運動下來，我都直接停在里頭沒有辦法抽出來過，夢見小小的子宮和腔道，早已達到溢滿的狀態，我每次進出，那里頭的濃稠就跟著流出發出噗嗤噗嗤的聲音，聽起來好像在攪拌著一團糨糊。

幸好夢見因為躺在床上專心忍耐，她要是看到這我副變態的畫面，大概早就氣的發瘋海扁了我一頓吧。

當最后一次的運動結束之后，我已經不敢再停留在夢見的體內了，她的身體讓人又愛又怕，簡直會把人的骨髓給抽干了。我以前遇到的那個風塵女郎和她一比，簡直是小巫見大巫，尤其是她現在年紀還小，結構就這么厲害，要是再過幾年那真不知會是怎么樣的情形。

結果這天晚上一連四次下來，不但破了我的記錄，也給夢見的身體帶來很大的負擔，我看她的小腹有點微微隆起，用手掌一壓，里頭滿滿的濃液馬上就傾巢而出，玷污的床單一片狼藉。

夢見這時已經像個軟棉棉的面團，只能累得癱在床上不停喘息，捂住嘴巴的雙手，也早已垂在頭上無力舉起。紅腫疼痛的下緣，則是開始自動清潔的本能，將一波波濃稠的精液給排放出來。

我把握這個機會想要趁機開溜，但是兩腳卻無力的不斷發抖，于是我可以說根本就是爬著出去，不過我倒是實現了諾言讓夢見沒辦法好好睡覺。因為整個做愛過程雖然花不到三個小時，但滿屋的凌亂和骯臟的床單，再加上她洗澡休息的時間，讓夢見光是整理就忙到快天亮了。

當然最大的慶幸，是她本來生氣的想揍我一頓，要不是因為身體太累又要忙著收拾善后，她的房里大概還會多了好幾灘血跡吧。