Chapter 922: Chapter 153: Love That Eats Away at the Bones

Tang Yige held his small hand, with her face bowed low, "Little Rui, how about I take you to see your mom in a couple of days?"

Perhaps because Yige suddenly proposed something rather odd, Rong Rui tilted his head in confusion, straining to look at Yige’s lowered face from below.

Upon seeing Yige’s red eyes, Rong Rui frowned tightly, "Little Gege, did someone bully you?"

Yige shook her head, raised her head to look at Rong Rui, and tried to smile at him, her fair palm softly caressing Rong Rui’s little face, "You haven’t answered me yet, is it okay?"

"...Yes." Rong Rui nodded, "If you go with me, I’ll go."

"..." Yige’s nose tingled with bitterness, "Alright."

"Little Gege, can you tell me what’s wrong now?" Rong Rui stared anxiously at Yige, particularly concerned about why she was upset and seemed on the verge of tears.

"As long as Little Rui is by my side, nothing can destroy me." Tang Yige murmured, holding Rong Rui’s little face.

Rong Rui, "..." Are they talking about the same thing?

Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui’s somewhat sullen, eager little face, smiled a bit, and picked up Rong Rui, heading outside, "Time to sleep."

"Little Gege, are you really not going to talk to me? If you’re feeling uncomfortable, saying it out loud might make you feel better, you know that, right?" Rong Rui said, looking at Tang Yige unwillingly.

Tang Yige kissed his little face and smiled without speaking.

Tang Yige carried Rong Rui out of the game room, immediately spotting Rong Sinan leaning against the wall outside the game room door.

Tang Yige paused slightly, frowning lightly as she looked at him.

Rong Rui also saw Rong Sinan, his little face instantly souring, showing a look of displeasure towards Rong Sinan.

Watching their reaction upon seeing him, Rong Sinan raised his eyebrows, stood straight, walked up to them, and reached out to directly take Rong Rui into his arms.

Rong Rui didn’t struggle, though his eyes were uncontrollably rolling back.

Rong Sinan squinted, "You brat, I’m your real dad!"

"...I didn’t admit it." Rong Rui pouted, crossing his little arms and huffing.

"Stubborn." Rong Sinan smiled, looking warmly at Tang Yige, carrying Rong Rui to his room, "I heard someone calling me ’Dad’ behind my back."

"Who said that?"

"Just tell me if it’s true or not."

"..."

"Seems like it’s true."

Rong Rui, "..." So, was he tricking him?!

No one really said anything to him, right!

Rong Rui’s little face twitched, looking speechlessly at Rong Sinan.

Rong Sinan ruffled his little head, helped him take off his shoes, and put him into the soft covers.

He leaned down, kissed his head, and gently said, "Sleep now."

Rong Rui’s little face quickly turned beet red, visibly heating up.

The redness finally spread to his ears and neck, making him overly soft and adorably cute.

Rong Sinan smiled, tucked him in, walked over to the window, pulled the curtain closed, and stood at the foot of the bed, looking fondly at the little guy staring at him with big, bright eyes, "Close your eyes."

"..." Rong Rui obediently closed his eyes following the instruction.

Rong Sinan’s heart warmed as if soaked in a gentle glow.

Standing at the foot of the bed watching Rong Rui for a while, Rong Sinan then started walking out of the bedroom.

Reaching the doorway, Rong Sinan held the doorknob, ready to leave, intending to take the door with him.

Yet.

Before he could close the door, a soft, tender voice drifted from inside.

"If I call you Dad, can you not compete with me for Little Gege?"

Rong Sinan, "..."

Rong Sinan, "..."

After a two-second hesitation, he chuckled silently, lips curved upward.

This little guy is persistent.

Rong Sinan didn’t answer Rong Rui, simply closed the door.

Rong Rui, "..." What does it mean, continuing to compete for Little Gege?

Hmph!

Rong Rui squinted his eyes.

He’s absolutely not going to let him!

...

Rong Sinan came out of Rong Rui’s room but didn’t see Yige outside the game room.

Raising his eyebrows lightly, he turned his head to glance towards the second floor.

His legs paused for a few seconds, then stepped towards the direction of the stairs.

Heading up to the second floor.

Si Nan’s eyes accurately fell on Tang Yige, who was lying on her back in bed, with a slender arm resting over her eyes.

Si Nan’s pupils slightly contracted, and he pursed his lips as he walked over and stood beside the bed, lowering his eyes to gaze gently at Tang Yige, his voice tender, "If you want to sleep, just lie down and have a good sleep."

Tang Yige seemed either asleep or not, as she did not respond.

Si Nan frowned slightly, staring at Tang Yige for a few seconds, then suddenly bent down, with his arms propped on either side of Tang Yige’s body.

His robust figure hovered over her, forming a semi-enclosed posture, encasing Yige beneath him.

The eyelashes under Tang Yige’s arm trembled lightly.

Her pale lips also quivered uncontrollably.

Si Nan gazed at her lips, his clear and moist eyes flitting with a dark glint, and suddenly dipped his head to seal Tang Yige’s trembling lips.

Tang Yige’s body suddenly froze.

Even the arm resting before her eyes stiffened a bit.

His thin, warm lips gently rubbed against her slightly cool ones.

It seemed like he wanted to warm hers with the heat from his lips.

Soon.

Tang Yige’s lips warmed up, showing a hint of charming color.

Si Nan withdrew slightly, watching her unconsciously parting lips for a moment, then pressed down again.

But this time.

He was no longer satisfied with just surface rubbing.

Si Nan opened his mouth to envelop Tang Yige’s lips, biting her lip lightly with his sharp teeth.

At the moment Tang Yige couldn’t bear it and parted her lips lightly, he suddenly pried open her teeth, forcefully invading.

Mm...

Tang Yige’s hand dangling by her side suddenly clutched the bedsheet nervously.

Her body, surrounded by him, shivered lightly out of her control.

Si Nan freed one hand, threading it through the back of her neck to lift her shoulder for better access to deepen the kiss.

While his other hand rested on her waist, stroking gently.

Tang Yige took the arm from in front of her eyes, placed it on his arm, paused, and then raised it to embrace his neck.

Si Nan’s breath hitched, the hand on her waist kneading firmly, then slipping into her shirt from the hem.

"..." Tang Yige shivered nonstop, suddenly opening her moist lashes, her bright eyes gazing pitifully at Si Nan.

Si Nan’s large hand stopped inside her shirt, his dark pupils fixing on Tang Yige, and after a few seconds, he slowly withdrew his hand.

His lips also retreated from hers.

Tang Yige opened her lips, her fingertips gripping the collar of his shirt tightly, gasping for air.

Si Nan raised his hand, tenderly brushing Tang Yige’s cheek.

His tall figure turned over to one side of the bed, his long arm wrapping around Tang Yige’s back, and the two immediately swapped positions lying down.

Tang Yige passively leaned against him, her cheek resting on his chest, her left ear close to his heart.

Thump, thump, thump.

His heartbeat pounded like a drum, fast, dense, and loud in her ears.

Tang Yige’s own heart, as if infected, began to beat faster.

Si Nan’s large palm supported the back of Tang Yige’s head, his eyes closed in a pretend sleep.

Neither of them spoke, and the air was quiet, yet it didn’t feel cold or desolate.

Moreover, Tang Yige’s heart, always tense due to Zhou Xueran, strangely began to relax slowly under his steady, vigorous heartbeat.

No one knew how much time passed.

Tang Yige’s eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Then, just like that, she lay on him, sinking into a deep sleep.

The even breathing from his chest wafted slowly.

Si Nan’s covered eyelashes moved slightly, then opened.

Lowering his eyes, he gazed at the woman sleeping soundly on him like an octopus.

Because she was sleeping face down.

Yige’s hair spread down from the back, covering her entire face.

With her breaths, Si Nan could see the hair near her nose fluttering gently.

The corners of his lips curled in a tender smile, Si Nan raised a hand, using his index finger to lift the hair covering Yige’s face, tucking it behind her ear meticulously.

As a result, Tang Yige’s fair, flawless half-face was exposed before Si Nan’s eyes.

Si Nan’s fingertips hovered over Tang Yige’s cheek, the affection and gentleness in his eyes so thick it seemed they could never be diluted.

Si Nan simply let Tang Yige lean against him, even though this position was not very comfortable for either of them.

But like this, their hearts were the closest.