[R18] Onii-sama, fuck me) – “Brother Fuck Me” Chapter 539 [English]

Chapter 12: Being pregnant by the mistress’s sister (51)

“Don’t you understand? This has nothing to do with whether you are divorced or not, but what you did to me before. You concealed the fact that you were married and stayed with me for the purpose of revenge, making me the most despised mistress. I am the third party who destroyed your family! Now you tell me that you are divorced and let me be with you. I can’t accept it!”

He was unwilling to give in and still wanted to redeem himself, but Heyin’s next sentence made the blood in his body freeze.

She said, “You also took nude photos of me and sent them to my brother. I never knew you were so mean!”

He had no way to refute, and watched helplessly as Heyin broke away from his hand and left without any hesitation.

Those photos, those pictures, and the sound will be forgotten unless I say “he”.

One cigarette after another, Tang Yu’an had no craving for cigarettes, but he couldn’t stop at the moment. The depression in his heart seemed to be relieved only by smoking.

After crushing the cigarette butt, an ugly hole was burned into the shaggy Persian carpet, but he didn’t care at all. He still asked about this carpet once, and Heyin said that she likes soft carpets, plush and can be stepped on with bare feet, but after buying it, she never came again.

This house was originally bought for Liu Yuwen. As a new home for the two of them, it was of great significance to him, but the person who actually lived in it was Heyin. She was a shy girl who didn’t come often. He brought her here every time. He added a lot of new things, all based on her preferences. It turned out that this home had been built for her without knowing it.

That set of pink sheets, he had pressed her on them many times, and he would ask in her ear, “Little sugar baby, would you like to buy a few more sets of pink sheets?”

Whenever this happens, she is like a little kitten trying to get into his arms, almost crying with shame.

Tang Yu’an turned over and pressed on the bed, grabbing the pink sheets and taking a deep breath. She’s sweet fragrance still lingered on it, faintly looming, and would soon dissipate, just like someone he couldn’t catch.

Harmony is leaving he, completely, and he has no room for redemption.

When I think of this, all the blood in my body seems to be frozen, and my breathing is painful to the bone. What on earth did he do to lose his beloved girl?

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Heyin’s face was not very good when he came back from school. Shao Yiheng wanted to accuse her of not allowing him to pick her up after school, but he swallowed his words. He leaned on crutches and leaned next to her, carefully looking at her face, “What’s wrong with you? Did someone bully you? Be good, tell your brother, and he will help you get revenge!”

Heyin seemed to have just come back to his senses, and subconsciously grabbed the pocket of his coat with one hand, “No, no, I don’t feel very well. I’m going upstairs first.”

“Something’s wrong.” Shao Yiheng squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her hurriedly going upstairs. Humph, you dare not tell me! It’s time for you to see the power of the most powerful stalker in the universe!

Although he was thinking arrogantly, he really didn’t dare. He lingered in front of Heyin’s door for a long time, and finally reached out and knocked on the door, “I’m hungry, come down and cook!”

After saying that, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth!

What are you talking about!

The door was opened, and Heyin’s eye circles were a little red, but not obvious, and he was in a very depressed mood, “I understand, wait until I change clothes.”

“No, no, no, it’s okay if you don’t do it first…” Seeing that she was about to close the door, Shao Yiheng quickly squeezed in and wanted to hug her with a playful smile, “What’s wrong, are you crying secretly? Come on, brother, hug her!”

Heyin let him hug him and pushed him away, “You go out first, I want to change clothes.”

Shao Yiheng waited outside, watching her change clothes and go downstairs to cook, then sneaked into her room. Actually, he didn’t know what he was looking for, but it was a bit strange to see her covering her pockets so nervously.

He first went through his pockets, and found a bunch of keys, a lipstick, a pack of tissues, and a receipt. Nothing special. He then looked through her schoolbag, but didn’t find anything. He looked around the room and couldn’t help but become anxious.

What is it? She is so scared that she doesn’t want to let him know?

Suddenly remembering something, he picked up the receipt, which was a receipt from the pharmacy, and she bought a pregnancy test stick.

Pregnancy test?!

Holy shit!!!

He couldn’t describe what it felt like, his heart suddenly rose to his throat and he couldn’t get it down, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

Finally, he found a used pregnancy test stick in the bathroom. The two dazzling red lines on it made him almost unable to stand.

Is Heyin pregnant?

Is the child Tang Yu’an’s?

Shao Yiheng felt his eyes go dark, he gritted his teeth, his hands were shaking so hard, he wanted to tear him into pieces!

How excessive is Tang Yu’an? Why don’t you take safety measures? You know you have a family, but you are still so irresponsible?

He wants to scold Heyin again, why are he so stupid?! He got pregnant by a beast?! She is still in school, hasn’t she thought about this situation? She can’t protect herself like this?!

Shao Yiheng felt so uncomfortable that even his right leg seemed to be in pain from nerves. There were so many thoughts in his mind that he couldn’t find any thoughts for a while.

He walked downstairs with a pregnancy test stick in his hand, while Heyin was cutting vegetables in front of the open kitchen.

She was wearing a simple thick sweater, tight jeans, and fluffy cat slippers, which they bought when they went to the supermarket to buy groceries. They each had a pair, except that He’s was a lion.

Shao Yiheng threw away his crutches and stepped forward to hug her from behind. Just when he was about to scold her, he saw that she was crying. Her eyelashes were wet, like butterfly wings wetted by rain. They were too heavy to lift up. Her eyelashes were trembling, and a series of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. She bit her lip to not cry out, stubborn and pitiful.

He sighed lowly, his chest felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed, but he couldn’t say anything.

He turned her face and pressed her into his arms, “Brother is here.”

The hot tears soaked his clothes bit by bit, and also soaked his heart.