When Shen Ming came out, Chuzheng had already changed her clothes and was sitting at the dining table, her palm supporting her chin, her lips slightly reddened from before, very tempting.
Shen Ming quickly averted his eyes and brought over breakfast.
Chuzheng's fingertips pressed against the edge of the mobile phone. When Shen Ming sat down, she gently pushed it, and the phone slid across the table in a handsome arc, stopping accurately in front of Shen Ming.
Shen Ming subconsciously took a glance at the phone screen.
It displayed a search interface about siblings.
Forbidden love would be condemned by morality, unable to be together...
The girl opposite was holding a spoon and sipping porridge gracefully.
Shen Ming turned the phone over: "When Brother kissed you just now, did you feel disgusted?"
His voice seemed steady, but it hid a subtle and unusual emotion.
Chuzheng swallowed a mouthful of porridge, very forthcoming and honest: "It was quite comfortable."