Jun Hao turned the doorknob slowly, ensuring not a single sound escaped as he pushed the door open and slipped inside. The room was bathed in soft, gentle morning light, quiet and peaceful. His eyes immediately fell upon the bed, and the sight that greeted him made his breath hitch in his throat. Meiling was lying there, fast asleep on her back, completely relaxed and unaware of anything around her. Her face was turned slightly to the side, her features soft, delicate, and radiating a sweet, innocent beauty that was pure and untouched. Her long hair spread out like a dark halo over the pillow, framing her youthful face perfectly.

Jun Hao’s gaze traveled down from her face, roaming hungrily over the rest of her body. She was wearing only a thin, loose sleeping shirt that barely reached her thighs, and beneath it, her figure was clearly outlined—small, slender, and petite, yet with a delightful shape that was beginning to bloom into womanhood. His eyes lingered longest on her chest; beneath the soft fabric, her breasts were visible, round, full, and firm for her age, rising and falling gently with every breath she took. They looked soft, tender, and incredibly inviting.

Seeing all this—the innocent face, the youthful body, the promising curves—a powerful, overwhelming wave of lust surged through Jun Hao’s entire being, hitting him harder than ever before. His heart pounded rapidly in his chest, and his throat went dry with intense desire. He instinctively swallowed hard, trying to moisten his dry mouth, his eyes darkening with a hungry, possessive gleam as he stared at his younger sister sleeping so peacefully. To him, she was no longer just family; she was a fresh, new, and precious treasure, a body full of youth and tightness that promised a pleasure completely different from any other he had known.

Unable to wait any longer, Jun Hao moved silently toward the bed, his steps slow and deliberate, like a predator approaching its unsuspecting prey. He stopped right beside her legs, standing there for a moment just looking down, before bending over. With rough yet careful hands, he reached for the waistband of her thin sleeping pants and underwear, which she wore beneath her shirt. He gripped the fabric firmly and pulled it down in one smooth motion, dragging the garments all the way down her slender legs and tossing them aside carelessly, completely baring her lower half to his eyes and to the morning air.

Now fully exposed, Meiling’s lower body lay open to his view—smooth, pale skin stretching from her hips down to her ankles, and right in the center, the small, delicate, perfect beauty of her womanhood, untouched, hidden between soft, plump folds, pink and innocent. Jun Hao knelt down then, positioning himself comfortably between her legs, bringing his face and hands level with her exposed intimacy. He reached out with both hands, placing his large, warm palms onto the soft, smooth skin of her thighs, starting from just below her hips and slowly stroking, rubbing, and caressing his way downwards. He loved the feeling—her skin was incredibly soft, silky, and warm, youthful and flawless. He rubbed them repeatedly, squeezing gently, feeling the firmness and the softness of her flesh, enjoying every sensation that came through his fingertips, thoroughly worshipping the new territory that was now his to explore.

The continuous stroking and the heat of his large hands touching her sensitive skin eventually had an effect. Meiling felt a strange, ticklish sensation spreading through her legs and between her thighs, a warmth and a foreign touch that pulled her out of her deep sleep. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering, and slowly opened her eyes, blinking in confusion as her consciousness returned.

As her vision cleared, the first thing she saw was her older brother, Jun Hao, kneeling right between her legs, his large hands still rubbing and caressing her bare thighs intimately. Her eyes widened in shock, traveling downwards, and she realized with a jolt that her lower body was completely naked, her pants gone, leaving her exposed in the most vulnerable way possible. But her shock multiplied a thousand times over when she looked up at him properly and saw that he was completely naked as well. His tall, strong body was bare, muscles defined and powerful, and hanging heavily between his legs was his manhood—massive, thick, long, and fully erect, standing tall and hard, veiny and glistening, looking enormous, terrifying, and overwhelming compared to her small, delicate frame.

Meiling froze, her mind going blank from shock and confusion. Her face turned pale, then flushed bright red instantly from embarrassment and fear. She quickly tried to pull her legs together to cover herself, but his hands and knees kept them spread wide open. Her voice came out stammering, shaky and soft, full of confusion and shyness.

"Brother... Brother Jun Hao... h-huh... w-why... w-what... what does Brother want to do...? I... I just woke up..." she asked breathlessly, her eyes wide and filled with innocence, not understanding what was happening or why he was looking at her like that.

Jun Hao did not answer immediately. He only smiled—a smile that did not reach his eyes, a smile that was dark, heavy, and brimming with uncontrolled lust. His gaze traveled over her face, devouring her expression of shock and innocence, enjoying it immensely. It was a smile that belonged to a predator, a smile of a villain who had already caught his prey and was looking forward to enjoying it fully.

He leaned closer, his voice low, deep, and commanding, thick with desire, leaving absolutely no room for argument or refusal.

"Shhh... just be quiet... and just enjoy it," he said slowly, his tone calm yet filled with intense hunger.

Seeing her older brother show such an expression, Meiling felt a deep sense of embarrassment and shyness wash over her. She didn’t dare look at him anymore; instead, she quickly raised her hands and covered her face completely, pressing her palms hard against her eyes, her ears turning a deep shade of red from shame and nervousness.

Watching his little sister become so shy and flustered just because of his words, to the point where she covered her face completely and blushed right down to her ears, Jun Hao couldn’t help but let out a low, hearty laugh filled with satisfaction and amusement.

"Hahaha... my sweet little sister... you really always know how to make me happy," Jun Hao said with deep pleasure, admiring her innocent reactions even more.

He shifted his position slightly, moving back just a little bit, but never taking his eyes off her. Then, he slid both of his hands underneath her body, slipping them deep behind her rounded buttocks. He gripped her soft flesh firmly, his fingers digging slightly into her skin, squeezing and kneading the plump, youthful flesh appreciatively.

Leaning his upper body forward and lowering his head between her wide-spread legs, Jun Hao pressed his face closer and closer to the heart of her innocence. He used his hands to push and lift her buttocks upward, raising her hips high off the mattress to give him perfect access, while at the same time, he pressed his mouth firmly downward, burying his face completely into her womanhood. He opened his mouth wide and pressed his lips hard against her soft, delicate folds, devouring her sweetness deeply and hungrily, tasting her essence directly at its source.