Sister, Your Waist Is so Soft

[Next year/Mino independent sister/White cut black wolf cub] [The main feature is a wolf cub I raised and finally brought me into the territory/no blood relationship/just a sponsorship relationship/all grown up] When he was young, he was like an unripe fruit hanging on a branch, sour and stubborn. Song Qianyu took him home, still like a lone recorder in the storm. He silently packed her bags, lit the lamp in her deserted kitchen, and hid the boy's most burning concerns in every little thing that she didn't pay attention to. She only thought of him as a child who needed to be taken care of, until the night when she was celebrating his admission to a top university, the young man kissed the tip of her nose lightly while drunkenly, and there was a storm in her eyes that she had never seen before: "Song Qianyu, I have grown up. Can you look at me?" When the years fade away all his youthfulness and edges, what is hidden inside is actually unexpected tenderness and sweetness. Once you taste it, it will be hard to forget. * Everyone knows that Yi Zheng, the president of Yi Group, has a favorite. That was his sister, the gentle one who took him out of hell and raised him with her own hands. Everyone thought that he only had admiration for her. Until that day, he held her in his arms, his knuckled hands clasped the back of her neck, his hot breath fell on her ears, and his tone was paranoid and affectionate: "Sister, you are mine." From youthful dependence to extreme possession, he spent his entire life practicing this long-planned exclusivity.