Chapter Thirty-Four: You Want It Too, Don't You?

It was April, and Xia Wei’s legs felt slightly cool to the touch but remained smooth.

To be honest, during high school, Xia Wei was widely recognized as the campus beauty. However, due to the longstanding feud between their families, Zhou Ziyang had never harbored any special feelings for her.

Zhou Ziyang only truly developed feelings for Xia Wei after they met again following their university graduation.

By then, Xia Wei had shed the innocence of youth. She wore a purple blouse paired with a black skirt, her legs still as beautiful as ever, now clad in black stockings. She sported framed glasses, her hair elegantly pinned up.

At that time, Xia Wei was about twenty-five years old, working in legal affairs in Jinling.

Thanks to her father’s connections, she had achieved considerable success and had become rather arrogant.

As a normal man, Zhou Ziyang found himself stirred by her appearance.

He never imagined he’d have the chance to touch Xia Wei’s thigh.

Unconsciously, his hand moved upward, gently caressing every inch of her smooth skin, his fingertips even slipping slightly beneath her skirt.

It was probably the first time Xia Wei had been taken advantage of in such a way by a man; her legs trembled slightly.

Her eyes remained tightly shut, her thin lips quivering.

Her flushed cheeks were irresistibly alluring, even stirring Zhou Ziyang’s heart.

His hand slowly slid from the side of her thigh inward.

When Xia Wei sensed his movement, she was startled and immediately pressed her legs tightly together, trapping his hand to prevent further movement.

She opened her eyes, looking at Zhou Ziyang with a pleading expression.

Zhou Ziyang merely chuckled softly and said, “You were actually looking forward to this, weren’t you?”

“No,” Xia Wei shook her head firmly.

She was a little angry. “What nonsense are you talking about? You’re clearly bullying me. How could I possibly look forward to this? You... bad...”

“If you weren’t looking forward to it, then why did you call me back?”

Xia Wei was momentarily stunned—she hadn’t even realized that point.

Indeed, Zhou Ziyang had already reached the door before she called him back.

Why exactly had she done that?

“Admit it, you like this feeling, don’t you?” Zhou Ziyang whispered close to her ear like a demon’s murmur, sending waves of warmth through her.

Xia Wei involuntarily made a soft sound, feeling as if she had lost control of her body.

“You... you’re talking nonsense...” she bit her lip, refusing to admit anything.

“Am I?” he challenged.

“Or maybe you don’t like it when I touch you like this?”

He ceased his movement, and Xia Wei felt an odd emptiness inside.

How strange...

Could it really be as he said?

Zhou Ziyang smiled and said, “Just admit it.”

“You actually enjoy this forbidden feeling.”

“I’m your half-brother.”

“You’ve watched a lot of those kinds of shows, haven’t you?”

“You’ve already fallen for me without realizing it, haven’t you?”

“You... don’t talk nonsense... How could I... like you... you bad man!”

Zhou Ziyang bent down to meet her gaze.

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