Never provoke a mad dog in heat.
That was the conclusion Rose had drawn.
“Enough, you lunatic…”
“Be good, say my name.”
“You dog!”
“Be good, my name isn’t ‘dog.’ Call me A-Yuan, and I’ll let you go…”
“A-Yuan…”
Falling into his tender trap, Rose murmured his name in a daze.
Li Yuan felt every pore in his body relax at that moment.
“Remember well who it is that makes you lose your head, Xiao Manman. If you stay this obedient, I’ll give you everything you want with both hands, everything…”
The large bed, the balcony, the sofa, even in front of the wardrobe door—they eventually made their way to the bathroom.
“Get out!”
Guessing that sharing a bath would lead to her being devoured again, Rose, who could barely stand, pushed Li Yuan out of the bathroom in a fit of shame and anger.
Click—
The moment the door closed, all traces of exhaustion vanished from her face, replaced by a mocking smile.
She wondered if this unfamiliar experience was a pleasure or torture for Li Yan in the other bedroom.
Stretching contentedly, she stepped into the filled bathtub.
Outside, Li Yuan efficiently bandaged his wound before strolling to the wardrobe and opening the door.
Ran Yuan, who had endured stimulation all night, lay asleep with tears at the corners of her eyes.
A scornful smile curled his lips as he untied the ropes binding her, shut the wardrobe door again, and turned to walk toward the other room.
At that moment, Li Yan was in utter disarray.
“Brother.”
Li Yuan grinned, his expression dripping with sinister cunning.
Furious, Li Yan glared at him, eyes burning with the desire to skin him alive. This mad dog—he never should have asked for his help!
As twins, they not only looked alike but were among the rare pairs who shared a psychic connection.
For instance, if Li Yan had a fever, Li Yuan would develop one too.
If Li Yuan got injured during an action, though no wound would appear on Li Yan, he would still feel the pain.
Everything Li Yuan had done the previous night had been transmitted to Li Yan as well!
Due to his mysophobia, Li Yan not only lacked enthusiasm for intimate affairs but was downright repulsed by them.
He could never imagine himself in close physical contact with anyone—the mere thought was unacceptable, let alone actual touch.
Li Yuan knew this perfectly well yet deliberately stepped on his trigger, even doing it with Jiang Xiaoman, whom he despised and loathed the most.
The impact was too overwhelming…
“Don’t hate me just yet, brother. There’s more excitement to come.”
Li Yan, unable to speak, widened his eyes in shock and began struggling violently.
“I got stabbed for no reason because of you. You have to take responsibility, right?”
Li Yuan pointed pitifully at the bandage on his abdomen, though his smile remained treacherous.
Mentioning the wound only made Li Yan’s stomach ache faintly as well.
Do you hate me that much?
Gradually calming down, he silently stared at his identical younger brother, asking with his eyes.
“Don’t misunderstand. I just find this way of playing… amusing.”
Li Yuan sneered, stating the cruel truth.
What was love? He didn’t know.
After all, from the moment he was born, his life had been filled with nothing but slaughter.
“Stop struggling and enjoy it, brother. There’s no other way. My little toy only likes you. To please her, I have no choice but to make you suffer…”
Li Yuan regretfully patted his cheek before turning to leave.
Behind him, Li Yan watched his departing figure with a complicated expression, slowly closing his eyes.
He knew he would soon be in hell.
Yet he couldn’t bring himself to hate Li Yuan.
This was what he owed him…
The bathroom door was pushed open again as Li Yuan walked in with a smile in his eyes.
Rose, who had already finished bathing, didn’t even blink as she continued applying expensive skincare products to her face.
Without a word, he walked to her side and picked up the hairdryer, clumsily drying her hair.
“What’s this, compensation after the fact?”
Rose asked with a scornful laugh.
“It’s aftercare, be good. I have a gift for you, come with me.”
Li Yuan revealed a gentle smile and covered her eyes.
“What are you trying to do now!”
Rose looked completely alert, seemingly worried he might settle scores later—after all, she had genuinely stabbed him once.
“Shh, just come with me quietly. You’ll know soon enough.”
The smile on Li Yuan’s lips deepened as he guided her with covered eyes to the bedroom where Li Yan was.
When Li Yan saw the two entering, his pupils repeatedly contracted, every pore on his body standing on end instantly.
At the same time, Li Yuan released his hands.
Her flustered gaze met Li Yan’s eyes filled with warning and disgust.
Rose froze in place as if turned to stone, her mind seeming to completely shut down.
“Surprised or not, unexpected or not, Xiao Manman~~”
A familiar voice sounded by her ear.
Rose’s expression shifted from shock to disbelief, from humiliation to calm.
Her eyes moving back and forth between two faces so similar they could be replicas, she laughed.
Everyone thought she would break down, but she didn’t.
Was this… the extremity leading to reversal?
“Was playing with me fun? Li Yan, Li Yuan… your brotherly bond runs deep! What, finished playing your swapping game and found it not exciting enough, so now you’re making it more thrilling?”
Her expression was chillingly indifferent, seemingly uncaring, but her crimson eyes and overly rapid breathing betrayed her current emotions.
She had realized—the man who had slept with her and the man who despised her weren’t the same person.
Li Yan also understood now—no wonder she had acted so strangely during their first meeting. She had already become involved with his younger brother!