Tang Nian was so angry with him that she almost couldn't catch her breath; she turned her head and glared at him fiercely, "What do you mean 'on purpose'? If I had known you were coming, I would've wrapped myself in down jackets."
Tang Mubai didn't care what she said, chuckled lightly, and pecked her pursed pink lips. His voice became even gentler, and his gaze lingered on her collarbone, growing darker, "baby, you've lost weight."
"Big brother, I'm begging you, can you not do this? We are siblings, what you're doing is wrong."
"Siblings, so what? All you need to know is that I love you, baby, in this world, no one loves you more than I do."
The more he did this, the more Tang Nian became frightened, and the more she wanted to flee far away.
She moved back, subconsciously avoiding him, "What does that matter? No matter how much you love me, I won't be with you. It's against morality. Just give up this idea."
