Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 299: The Domineering Brother Is Too Clingy 38

Yan Cang restrained himself and slowly held Miaomiao in his arms. His hands trembled unconsciously due to the restraint.

His chin rested lightly on Miaomiao's shoulder, his eyes were deep and paranoid, but the words he spoke were gentle and fragile.

“Thank you Miaomiao.

I used to despise those fragile men who were easily depressed.

But I didn't expect that now it was my turn to get hurt and be hated by my mom.

Miaomiao, you are the only one left in my world now.

I'm afraid you'll leave me."

After Yan Cang finished speaking, he felt Miaomiao's arms, which had been hesitant just now, finally gently wrapped around him.

Warm and charming, Yan Cang felt that he was about to be intoxicated in Miaomiao's arms. He wished he could hide Miaomiao completely, not letting anyone see her, not letting her see anyone except himself.

At that moment, he tried to control himself so much that his arms began to tremble, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

But Miaomiao's clumsy comfort brought Yan Cang back to reality. He had already slowly coaxed Miaomiao into his arms. Would it be too late for other things?

Miaomiao had no idea what Yan Cang was thinking, but she felt a little guilty when she heard what her brother said.

Unexpectedly, the more she comforted her brother, the more his hands and arms began to tremble. Miaomiao didn't dare to ask, maybe he was crying?

It is said that men don't shed tears easily. Although my brother pretends to be indestructible on weekdays, he is actually a very fragile and emotional person.

Miaomiao thought about it silently in her mind, and her heart softened.

The hug didn't last long, only a minute, and Yan Cang restrained himself and let Miaomiao out of his arms.

Looking at the little girl's innocent eyes, Yan Cang smiled and patted her shoulder. He then pointed to the exquisite box that had been placed beside the desk for a long time.

"You got up late this afternoon, and I was so busy with work that I forgot to tell you that I asked Fu Tao to buy some incense when he was on a business trip to Tupor.

I remember Mommy said before that you like this kind of thing very much."

Yan Cang smiled, but a dark shadow flashed across his eyes.

Unfortunately, Miaomiao didn't notice any of this. Her eyes were all attracted by the small box on the table.

Miaomiao really likes to burn incense. When she was traveling with Meng Ke before, she passed by a religious holy place and bought a lot of incense.

Since then, Miaomiao has had this interesting little hobby.

After receiving the gift, Miaomiao happily said that she would light it up when she got home to see what it tasted like.

Yan Cang looked at Miaomiao's leaving back, his eyes full of greed and paranoia.

It was not until the little girl entered the room and left the door ajar that Yan Cang let out a sigh of relief. He realized that he had even stopped breathing in order to see Miaomiao, and he felt a dull pain in his chest.

He still overestimated his moral bottom line. He clearly thought that if Miaomiao couldn't see the "little gift", he would just throw it away.

But from the time he saw Miaomiao until after dinner, Miaomiao didn't notice it and didn't ask.

Yan Cang initially wanted to throw her away, but he immediately withdrew the idea. He didn't want to throw her away. He missed her so much that he was going crazy...

After Miaomiao returned to the room, her numb scalp felt better. It seemed that the previous cold air had also affected her. Thinking of this, she took another packet of cold medicine and swallowed it.

The incense box in my hand is extremely exquisite, with words on it that I can’t understand, but I think the price must be very high.

Miaomiao opened the box and lit some incense in the room. The lingering fragrance made her feel relaxed.

It was still early, so Miaomiao didn't rush to bed, but instead watched a TV series in the bedroom.

She knew that her eldest brother's health was still unstable. Even though her mother had been telling her in the past two days that single women must lock the door when they sleep, in her heart, her brother was different from others.

She also remembered that she couldn't sleep too deeply, and she would have to get up in the middle of the night to see if her brother had a fever.

Unconsciously, Miaomiao, a girl who had no experience in taking care of others, subconsciously treated Yan Cang as a child and took care of him.

Little did she know that the fragile brother she thought of was eager to devour her...

The night is as thick as ink, and the boudoir with the night light on is filled with lingering fragrance.

The pale yellow incense had burned halfway, and the beautiful girl was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

Her long hair cascaded down her back and onto the bed sheets, making her face look even fairer and more charming.

The long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the cheeks, like two delicate little brushes.

The girl's breathing was steady and long. A tablet not far away was still playing a heart-wrenching and melodramatic plot, but she had already fallen into a deep sleep and could no longer hear the noisy sound.

This was the scene Yan Cang saw when he walked into the room.

He walked to the bed, looked at the well-behaved little girl, gently picked her up, placed her on the pillow, put the tablet on the table beside her, and then sat by the bed and quietly looked at his beloved girl.

His fingers gently lifted the long hair on Miaomiao's cheek, and his fingertips slowly moved down from her forehead to her upturned nose and then to the lips he had coveted for a long time.

The girl's lips were as delicate as petals, and their color was like the most beautiful pink rose in spring. Especially under the light, the slightly opened gap seemed to be tempting hungry passers-by to taste the sweet fruit inside.

Yan Cang's eyes were deep, his Adam's apple rolled, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed Miaomiao's lips, pressing the originally pink lips into a light red, as if they were smeared with some rouge.

“Miaomiao, Miaomiao…”

Yan Cang slowly leaned down, and the closer he got to his beloved girl, the more rapid and hot his breathing became.

His eyes were attracted by those delicate lips, and he trembled as he approached the place he had coveted for a long time. Finally, the hungry and thirsty traveler finally tasted the sweetest fruit in the desert.

Because I couldn't let go, I could only suck it repeatedly, even wanting to suck off the hard sand and gravel around the fruit one by one...

It was not until he heard the girl's muffled groan that the somewhat crazy man finally came back to his senses. He clung tightly to his beloved girl, kissed her a few more times reluctantly, and then sat up with restraint.

Seeing the girl's originally pink lips turn into red roses, and even like thick juicy peaches that were about to burst with juice at the touch, Yan Cang resisted the urge to kiss her again.