Brother seizes brother's wife + clever robbery + forced love + paranoid yandere + chasing his wife in the crematorium + heavy desire + self-strategy and brain-complementing male protagonist
Foxy VS Hypocrite
Zhao Chongmo had nothing he could not ask for in his life.
Power, prestige, and family glory are all at his fingertips if he wants them.
When I first heard about Liu Ya'er, I thought she was just an ordinary wife of my second brother. She took advantage of her master's serious illness to come to the palace, taking advantage of her pregnancy to compete for gold, silver and status, and was full of schemes.
Those who serve people with sex are born to be humble.
Until that day.
She looked up, her eyes curled up in laughter.
With just one glance, his breath suddenly stopped.
What a fox.
His eyebrows and eyes were all hooked, and he was not at all restless. No wonder he fascinated his second brother.
It's not like he hasn't tried to exercise restraint.
Cold water poured over him, he deliberately avoided suspicion and forced himself to maintain his eldest brother's attitude.
But the way she bit her lip to hold back tears gnawed at his sanity day and night.
The second brother lingers on the sickbed?
Just right.
The outer chamber and posthumous child he left behind should be taken care of personally by his eldest brother.
Late at night, he held the earrings set with red gold beads and rubbed her soft earlobe with his fingertips. The soft flesh sank into a shallow groove with a little pressure. He deliberately slowed down his movements and ground it repeatedly. The golden hook hung by his ear for a long time before he could align it with the ear hole.
His fingertips felt a slight tremor on her shoulders.
"Don't move."
Zhao Chongmo's voice was steady, he clasped the back of her neck and pulled the belt in front of her, his lips brushed against her ear bones, his voice was low and deep, wrapped in lust and paranoia:
"Liu Ya'er, be good."
Don't think about your second brother, and don't think about escaping. Your whole body is mine, from head to toe, even the piece of meat in your belly can only recognize me as your father after birth.
