Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 951 - 182: Love That Burns to the Bone

Rong Rui glanced at Tang Yige, and when he saw Tang Yige’s slender arm trembling lightly, he pouted his little butt and lay on Si Nan’s lap, staring at Tang Yige without making a sound.

Si Nan shook his head, holding Rong Rui with one arm, while extending his other hand towards Yige.

Yige shrugged slightly with a bit of grievance and placed her hand in his palm.

Si Nan grasped her hand tightly, leading her, as the family of three headed towards the living room sofa.

Once they were settled on the sofa, Si Nan asked Yige, "Aunt Zhang said you three went out together, so why did only you and Little Rui come back?"

Tang Yige’s eyelashes fluttered as she looked at Si Nan. Seeing him lower his head gently while focusing on Rong Rui, as if he was casually asking, she pursed her lips and said, "Si Yu probably went back with Yicheng."

"Hmm."

Si Nan didn’t look at Yige, responded softly, and didn’t say anything further.

Tang Yige stared at his elegant profile, "What about you? Why did you come back so early today?"

Si Nan naturally glanced at Tang Yige, his eyes filled with the same tenderness as usual, "There was nothing particular, just thought I’d better come back early to be with you and Little Rui."

Tang Yige gave a slight nod, eyes turning gently.

After a while, Si Nan put Rong Rui down from his lap, patting his little butt, "Go play by yourself."

Rong Rui rolled his eyes, tugged at his pants, and ran off to the game room with a trot.

Hmph.

Wasn’t it just because they thought he was a third wheel that they sent him away? Did they really think he didn’t know?!

If it wasn’t for knowing Little Gege was his biological mom, he wouldn’t have given them space.

With Rong Rui in the game room, and Zhang Lan busy elsewhere in the house,

the large living room was left with only Yige and Si Nan.

Tang Yige’s gaze hadn’t moved from the direction of the game room when half her face was suddenly cupped by a warm hand, turning her around forcefully.

Suddenly, her lips felt a warm pressure.

His moist, burning lips pressed down.

Tang Yige’s fingertips trembled as her unguarded teeth were parted effortlessly by his tongue, causing her eyes to become misty as layers of vapor gathered in them.

Soon, Tang Yige was pressed down into the soft sofa by his kisses.

At the beginning, he was careful not to press her, but as his kiss deepened, he couldn’t be bothered anymore, letting all his weight fall on Tang Yige.

His strong physique pressed insistently against Tang Yige.

Tang Yige was both flustered and nervous, clutching the fabric of his shirt on his shoulders, panting softly, "Big Brother..."

"Yiyi."

Si Nan slipped an arm between Tang Yige’s back and the sofa, and with a strong pull, he lifted Tang Yige into his arms and headed straight for the second floor.

From the living room to the second floor, Si Nan’s lips never left Tang Yige’s.

On the second floor, Tang Yige was placed on the large bed by Si Nan. He supported himself with his arms on either side of her, squinting at her lovely face and hazy, affectionate eyes. He felt a fire burning in his chest, spreading from his heart to his whole body, finally converging at a single point.

Si Nan panted roughly, his lips leaving Tang Yige’s, and slightly lifted his body, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it off in a manly manner, tossing it onto the floor.

Tang Yige, in a daze, only heard the sound of metal clinking like a belt.

After that sound, he suddenly pressed down on her again.

"Big Brother..."

Tang Yige, sensing what he wanted to do, lightly trembled as she stopped his large hand from slipping under her clothes, calling out to him in a panic.

Si Nan paused for a second, then turned his hand over to grasp Tang Yige’s, pressing it against the bed.

This action made Tang Yige’s heart race with fear.

Because it meant he was telling her that until things reached their conclusion, he wouldn’t stop.

Tang Yige clutched his shoulder, the mist in the corners of her eyes growing heavier, calling out hoarsely, "Big Brother, Big Brother..."

"I’m here."

Si Nan released Tang Yige’s hand, cradled her, kissing her face, eyes, eyebrows, and forehead, comforting her, "Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid."

Tang Yige’s ears burned.

She simply hugged his neck tightly.

As he skillfully removed her jeans, Yige suddenly closed her eyes and bit his ear hard, "It’s daytime."

Si Nan was intensely stimulated by her bite and immediately pressed her waist down forcefully, "Who says it can’t be done during the day?"

Tang Yige trembled uncontrollably, her grip on his ear loosening as she panted with her lips slightly parted.

What followed left Tang Yige with a surreal sense of being lost in a fog, rising and falling, with ambiguous sounds continuously emanating from both him and her, and also...

When everything returned to calm, Si Nan held the sweat-drenched Yige tightly in his arms, his eyes half-closed, allowing himself to bask in the afterglow.

Tang Yige’s cheeks were a rosy shade, adding a touch of moist allure, her slightly swollen lips gently resting on his chest as she breathed, exuding an indescribable languor.

In the next ten minutes, Si Nan and Tang Yige did not speak, and the only sound in the air was the occasional intermingling of their breathing.

But both knew that the other hadn’t fallen asleep.

"Brother."

Yige, eyes closed, called Si Nan in a hoarse voice.

Instinctively, Si Nan tightened his embrace, "Hmm?"

Tang Yige didn’t open her eyes, only turning her face slightly toward his chest.

Her voice came muffled from Si Nan’s chest, "I went out to see Yicheng today, it meant nothing more than that."

Si Nan’s eyelids twitched slightly, and then, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep, "Hmm."

"No matter what, we’ve all known each other for more than a decade. In each other’s lives, we are very important. Since Yicheng lost his parents early, he considers us his family, brothers, and sisters in his heart."

Tang Yige spoke in a hoarse voice, murmuring, "I’ve hurt him once, so I can’t let him lose another family."

At this point.

Tang Yige opened her eyes, pulling slightly away from Si Nan, her pink cheeks raised as she looked at Si Nan.

Si Nan reached out to gently tousle her messy long hair, bending down to plant a kiss at the end of her brow, every motion full of tenderness.

Seeing him like this, Tang Yige inexplicably felt a sense of relief and leaned her face back against his chest, "I don’t want the wedding to create distance between us."

Si Nan lowered his eyes, his gaze clear and penetrating, "What if he remains unresolved?"

Tang Yige lifted her chin, staring into Si Nan’s eyes, "I know what you’re worried about. You’re thinking if I don’t keep a distance from him now, he might misunderstand and can’t let go of his feelings for me, right?"

Si Nan silently acknowledged.

Tang Yige extended her hand from under the covers, hooking around his neck, planting a kiss on his pale lips, and moved her body upward, her little nose brushing against his, eye to eye, "I believe Yicheng won’t. He always knew who I liked, even if... the one I liked ended up marrying another woman, he never forced me and always respected me. Deep down, he understands my character."

Yige dares to love and hates clearly; like is like, dislike is dislike.

Her attitude towards Lei Yicheng was clear from the start; she only considered him a very good friend, a family member, without any romantic feelings.

As for agreeing to marry him.

Whether it’s despicable or an escape, in this respect, Tang Yige owes Lei Yicheng in this lifetime.

But she also believes.

Lei Yicheng knows her character well and would never think she has feelings for him just because she didn’t refuse to meet him — it’s just as good friends meeting.

In fact, deep down they both understand that meeting each other is only as friends.

"Who do you like?"

Having listened to Tang Yige, Si Nan only latched onto this part.

Tang Yige was taken aback, her gaze sweeping over his gentle eyes, her cheeks quickly blooming into two pink clouds, pinching the back of his neck shyly and angrily.

Si Nan smiled, and holding the back of her head, bent down to plant a solid kiss on her lips, "Yiyi, could you promise me something?"

After kissing, Si Nan softly caressed Yige’s lips with his thumb, gazing into Tang Yige’s eyes with a hint of enchantment, speaking hoarsely.

Tang Yige felt her consciousness drifting, biting her lip, "What is it?"

Si Nan pressed his forehead against hers, his pupils fixed deeply on Tang Yige, with an additional hint of gravity in his voice, "Never mention that incident again."

Which incident?

Tang Yige was confused.