Twin campus heartthrobs played a prank on me, pretending to be the same person and dating me. The older brother was cold during the day, the younger one passionate at night. I saw comments saying: 【The younger brother is really trying hard for his brother and the heroine's happiness.】 【To prevent the supporting female from discovering his brother is dating the heroine, he endures disgust to entangle the supporting female at night, so pitiful.】 I didn't cry or get angry. Young people are full of vigor and have beautiful faces; I'm not picky. At night, I casually said to the younger brother: "We've been dating for three months, shouldn't we take it a step further?" He froze. I feigned ignorance, tilting my head: "Didn't you agree during the day?" During the day, I said to the cold older brother: "You're so good at night, I like that side of you more." The older brother was furious. 1 I discovered something was off with Cole one night. Usually aloof, he had taken off his jacket, revealing a black tank top over his taut chest. He knelt on one knee, arms wrapped tightly around my waist. Like a fluffy puppy, he nuzzled his head against my stomach. "Sister, don't go." His eyes were wet, begging me to get him drunk. "Spend more time with me." Usually, Cole buttoned his shirt all the way to the top. Always pursing his lips, holding books, saying he was busy going back to self-study. It didn't feel like dating; it was more like dealing with a foolish nouveau riche who sponsored his tuition. I rubbed his head and said gently, "You're about to miss the dorm curfew. I'll drive you back to school." Hearing this, the arms around my waist became scalding hot, hugging even tighter. He nervously said, "Sister, can I sleep here tonight?" Just as I was about to speak, I accidentally saw the comments: 【OMG, the younger brother pretending to be Cole is so disgusting I have goosebumps.】 【Hahahaha, Clay is sacrificing too much for his brother's love this time.】 My eyes changed as I looked back at the man in front of me. I slowly lifted his chin. Looking at this beautiful and youthful face. Young people don't know how to hide things. Behind the clinginess, coquetry, and eagerness was stiffness and resistance that couldn't be hidden. Since we're playing, let's play fair. I smiled: "Okay." I leaned in. Clay thought I was going to kiss him and instinctively dodged. But I just kissed his forehead. He was stunned for a moment. My thumb gently rubbed the corner of his eye. "Dummy. I won't get you drunk; too much alcohol is bad for your health." Clay flushed from his ears to his neck. He froze for a second, looking at me in disbelief. I gently said: "Go sleep in the guest room after showering." Attacking the heart requires a slow approach. 2 During the day, Cole looked at me hesitantly. "Yesterday, we..." I feigned confusion: "What happened?" Seeing I hadn't noticed, Cole relaxed and returned to his aloof self. "Nothing." I propped my chin and looked at him. At the edge of his collar, half a hickey was faintly visible. Seems like first taste of forbidden fruit, no experience in covering up. "What's that?" Cole frowned and popped his collar, "Nothing, just a mosquito bite." 【Laughing to death, that was clearly done by the heroine last night. This poor couple finally had time for a date.】 【Yeah yeah, wait two years when Cole graduates and is financially independent, they won't have to hide anymore, finally can break up with that old woman!】 Old? I'm only twenty-eight. I raised an eyebrow in displeasure. Cole whispered: "You're jealous again. Don't always be like this; it's embarrassing if classmates see." I replied absent-mindedly: "Yeah, I'm even jealous of mosquitoes." At night. The younger brother disguised as Cole came again as expected. There was also a fake pinch mark on his neck, red and swollen. I beckoned him: "Come closer, I'll apply medicine for you." Clay leaned into my arms. I applied some ointment and gently blew on it. Clay, burying his head in a daze, suddenly shuddered. His ears were red again. I softly said: "Don't hurt yourself again in the future." He was flustered: "How do you kno—" Halfway through, he quickly stopped. He just softly said: "Okay, thank you, sister." Clay leaned closer, gently hugged me, and lied smoothly: "I just... wanted sister to care about me, wanted you to spend more time with me, so I hurt myself on purpose." I didn't expose him: "Is that so? How to spend time?" Clay stammered: "Uh... uh... kiss?" I leaned over. He thought I would only kiss his forehead. But unexpectedly, I kissed his lips. Clay's pupils constricted. I looked down at him and whispered: "Open your mouth, remember to breathe." Clay trembled, instinctively hugging me. Like a drowning person drifting with the current, frantically clinging to me, this driftwood. Even the tip of his tongue was green and stiff. I moved away. He stared blankly at me, chest heaving. I pretended to be puzzled: "It's not the first time, why are you so nervous?" Clay came back to his senses: "Huh?" I stopped while I was ahead. Teasing a bit was enough. I smiled and got up to leave, giving him time to buffer. 【This is his first kiss!】 【Look, Clay is so disgusted he froze completely. For his brother's happiness, it's not easy for him.】 【But why do I feel his expression looks more like reminiscing?】 ... 3 Clay and I began to kiss frequently. He was passionate and loved dressing up. His figure and appearance were attractively good-looking. I liked it very much. So I bought him many clothes and accessories. Just like carefully selecting coating for my own car, spending some money, ultimately pleasing my own eyes. At first, Cole during the day would wear some clothes I newly bought to cover up the truth. A few days later, he stopped. I casually asked: "Where's the couple ring I gave you yesterday? Why aren't you wearing it?" Cole, who was reading, suddenly looked up. He froze. "What ring?" He only said half a sentence, then had to suppress it forcefully. Swallowing a belly full of dissatisfaction. He frowned and lowered his eyes: "Probably forgot it." At night. Clay's index finger still wore that shiny couple ring. He smilingly hugged me fully. Softly said: "Sister, the ring you gave me, I will always wear it carefully. Spend more time with me, okay?" I smiled and said okay. When Clay was showering, I saw his phone chat records. His brother asked a bit irritably: "Where's the couple ring?" Clay: "What ring? Didn't see it?" Cole was silent, sent after a few minutes: "Clay, she is just a superficial bad woman." Clay replied fast: "I know, bro. I'm just playing along with her, don't worry, I have my pace. You and sister-in-law just hurry up and live happily ever after." After a long time, Cole sent another message. Clay hadn't seen this one yet. "You guys shouldn't have done anything, right?" I looked at the phone and smiled. Typed reply: "Bro, didn't do anything shouldn't be done." What shouldn't be done, what should be done? Based on my understanding of Cole, his excessive self-esteem probably wouldn't allow him to ask explicitly. Cole indeed held back forcibly, didn't speak again. I casually deleted these two messages. Clay walked out wet, wrapped in a bath towel. I looked at him. I knew, he was intentional, even brought a bit of vague and inexplicable competition. I softly said: "Want to sleep in the master bedroom?" Clay hesitated for a second. Eye corners turned red. He coughed and said softly: "Okay." 4 Clay sat on the edge of the bed helplessly like a wet puppy. Nervous and stiff. I saw comments wailing. "Clay you are not this dull usually, do you really have to sacrifice to this extent?" "Calm down you guys. Cole hates the supporting female very much, so he lied before that he is very traditional and won't do that with others before marriage! The supporting female wouldn't possibly force herself onto him knowing this, right." So that's it. Saying traditional is fake, boldly cheating behind back is real. Saying young and a bit afraid is fake, wanting my money is real. I smiled. Childish tricks, really interesting. But I didn't intend to force myself. What's the fun in forcing, seducing him to beg me actively is the most interesting. Clay took a deep breath, finally determined to speak: "Disclaimer first, I won't—" But I spoke ahead of him: "I still remember you said you have no experience and are a bit afraid. Don't worry, we won't do it tonight." Clay, who thought he would be entangled, had no use for his full belly of drafts. He gave an empty "oh". I said softly: "I just thought you were a bit lonely and wanted to accompany you more. Wanted to make you happy, make you have no nightmares, make you see me every morning. Cole, I have no other meaning, I just want to try my best to make you happy." I held his hand, expression sincere, "I don't know what happened to you recently to make you suddenly a bit fragile. If it's inconvenient to say, it doesn't matter, but if there's really any difficulty, never shoulder it alone, I want to help you." Clay couldn't lift his head listening. He stammered, showing a burst of guilt on his face. "Sorry..." "Fool, didn't do anything wrong, why apologize." I kissed him smilingly. Clay's eyes were dark, staring at me, complex emotions brewing into a whirlwind. His throat rolled, subconsciously opened his mouth. Another kiss, deeper, longer. I sat into his arms. Pecs were nice. His skin began to burn. "Sister..." he whispered忍耐地, "You are too close." "Don't worry, I have no other meaning, I just want to give you a warm hug." This hug was tight, long. So long that Clay felt the moisture in his chest burned clean, almost suffocating. Young and vigorous, some things couldn't be hidden, couldn't be endured. I pretended to be surprised and looked down, Clay hastily hugged my head, not letting me look down. Blushing, he clumsily seduced me: "Actually, what I said before wasn't—" I interrupted him again, smilingly said: "You're right, what you said before is important, I fully respect your wishes." I decisively let go of him, "Sorry, endure it, just sleep." Clay: "......" Ten minutes later, in the silent darkness, Clay, who couldn't sleep due to hardness, couldn't help speaking. "Sis, when did we plan to get married before? After graduation?" I was surprised: "Not that fast, you seemed to say at least five years later." "Five years." Clay took a deep breath. Thinking I was completely asleep, he muttered expressionlessly: "Five years? What was he thinking?"
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