What happened to him? Why do you think this little girl is in a trance?
Sitian came back from her thoughts, only to find that Dong Chaoyan, her "brother", was staring at her with extremely strange eyes.
"Why, are you unwilling?" Dong Chaoyan smiled faintly and calmed down his turbulent mind.
He didn't know why, but he liked Dou Si Tian more and more, and he felt more and more... he had an indescribable feeling.
He is not a pedophile, so why does he always have the feeling of wanting to ravage this little girl? Well, Dong Chaoyan felt that he might not have touched a woman for too long, so he had such a desire...
Si Tian slowly sat aside, "Actually... I want to know... where is my mother? Did she really run away with a rich man?"
Dong Chaoyan raised his eyebrows, with a lazy and coquettish smile on his face, "Okay, I'll look for it for you, and I'll tell you if I have the results in a few days."
"Thank you, brother!" Si Tian's eyes lit up, her smile was as bright as a flower, and the little girl was like a sunflower. Dong Chao Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold again.
"I told you not to call me brother!"
Dong Chaoyan lowered his voice and scolded Sitian unhappily. He didn't know why, but he gradually began to hate Sitian calling him brother.
Sitian was startled, blinked, and her reaction was a little slow.
"But I've been screaming for many years..."
"Did you hear what I said? Call me Homura!"
He suddenly came closer, frightening Sitian's heart to the point where she could clearly smell the faint fragrance of Dong Chaoyan's perfume.
It's very light, very elegant, but his breath is extremely hot.
Aunt Mei and Uncle Li were both gone, and the only sound in the hall was the TV, but Sitian was so nervous that she could hear her own heartbeat.
She clearly saw that Dong Chaoyan's face, which was as beautiful as a monster, had a very complicated expression.
Dong Chaoyan raised his eyebrows ambiguously, put the remote control on the table, gently stretched out his slender fingers, and stroked back and forth on Sitian's little face.
Her face is soft and soft, and it feels so good to the touch.
Dongchao Yan smiled seductively, "Little one, your touch is so good, tsk tsk... You are naturally beautiful, much more beautiful than those women who use cosmetics to cover it up all day long."
Sitian had long been frightened by Dong Chaoyan's move and had been frozen in place. He had always regarded her as his sister!