Shen Ruoyu felt the room swaying; if not for Shen Xinghuai holding her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

Shen Xinghuai curled his lips into a feigned innocent smile. "Sister is quite drunk. Just rest here for a while." As he spoke, he couldn't resist reaching out to touch her slightly flushed cheek.

"Is this the first time Sister has blushed in front of me?" Though not out of shyness, he had seen her demure demeanor in front of Rong Yan countless times. This stirred a tinge of jealousy in Shen Xinghuai. He was no fool; he knew Rong Yan did not care for her, yet that man alone could enjoy her full affection, while he struggled even to catch her glance.

Rong Yan's disdain was what Shen Xinghuai yearned for.

Only Shen Xinghuai knew how long he had harbored feelings for Shen Ruoyu. This twisted love terrified him as well. He had always been careful to hide it, fearing his sister's scorn. But now, as he reached the age of maturity, ever since his first wet dream, his dreams were filled with the vision of her slender figure.

He admitted his sin, having pleasured himself to the image of his sister many times.

"Sister..." Shen Xinghuai lowered his head, nuzzling Shen Ruoyu's fair neck, where traces of his bites from the previous night still lingered.

Shen Ruoyu, of course, disapproved of her younger brother's transgressions. She swatted away Shen Xinghuai's hand from her waist. "Let me go, Shen Xinghuai. Stop doing this..."

Struggling to break free from his embrace, she inadvertently brushed against something hot and hard.

Through the rough fabric of his clothes, Shen Ruoyu accidentally grazed the tip of Shen Xinghuai's arovsal. A slight thrill coursed from the sensitive head to his abdomen. Ever since he had held her, his er3ction had persisted, and her touch caused the tip to secrete a transparent fluid that dampened his trousers.

"Sister, this is a dream. Just listen to me." 

Shen Xinghuai led her to the bed. Shen Ruoyu was right; he had spiked her drink, not with an aphr0disiac, but with a powder he had bought from a foreign merchant in the ghost market.

It was said that after consumption, one would feel dizzy, though not completely unconscious, and would not regain full awareness for two hours. Upon waking, they would not remember anything that had occurred during that time.

"What are you doing, Shen Xinghuai? Get away!" Shen Ruoyu found herself on the bed, feeling the sash around her waist loosen. A chill followed as that vile creature stripped her down to her undergarments.

Shen Xinghuai lay beside her, intertwining their fingers. "What am I doing, you ask? Do you know that I should be the one to spend my life with you? How long have I loved you? He's known you for such a short time and yet he took you away! What is Rong Yan compared to me? He should die..." 

In Shen Xinghuai's mind, Shen Ruoyu still deeply loved Rong Yan. He couldn't understand why she would be so blind as to love him, nor could he fathom what Rong Yan hid in his heart.

Rong Yan was filthy and preferred men. How dare he touch his sister?

"Shen Xinghuai, let me go! Aren't you disgusted by this? We are siblings by blood!" Shen Ruoyu tried to stay conscious, but the drug's potency was overwhelming her senses. Having had so many dreams about Shen Xinghuai recently, she could hardly distinguish this scene from a dream.

"Sister..." Shen Xinghuai's eyes glistened with moisture, the mere thought of being with her driving him wild with excitement.

He was the beast she spoke of, devoid of any moral compass.

Shen Xinghuai leaned closer to Shen Ruoyu, pressing his lips against hers. Their lips met in a kiss that Shen Xinghuai would remember for a long time.

"Are we not meant to be, bound by blood? I should belong to you, so I let you dominate me. Likewise, you should belong to me." He believed he was destined to be hers, and thus allowed her to berate him. In the same vein, Shen Xinghuai felt Shen Ruoyu should be his as well.

"You vile creature, Shen Xinghuai! Listen to the words coming out of your mouth!" Shen Ruoyu furrowed her brows, shocked at how he could speak such words so calmly. She couldn't fathom his logic.

Shen Xinghuai gave her no time to breathe or think. His fingers, through her undergarments, pinched her tender n1pple. A wave of tingling pleasure spread through Shen Ruoyu's body. He whispered hoarsely in her ear, "I know sister is sensitive here, isn't she?"

Dazed and unable to respond, Shen Ruoyu heard him continue, "I know every sensitive spot of sister's."