Chapter 8 — Sleeping Wrong With Your Best Friend's Brother

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Hotel room. The sound of water rushing in the bathroom rang out. I sat alone on the edge of the bed, digesting this explosive news— I slept with my best friend's biological brother. Who would have thought? The serious, stiff, cold, single brother from the womb for twenty-eight years in On Di An's mouth is Thuong Ngon. Clearly, in front of me, this person, Thuong Ngon, is quite flirtatious... quite knows how to make love. Before, I made such an unreasonable request. He also didn't say a single word "no". It even seems very enjoyable. Is it all just you pretending? The hotel staff brought the washed and dried suit over. I knocked on the bathroom door, deliberately muffling my voice:

"Mr. Thuong Ngon, your clothes are finished."

The next second, the door was pulled open. Hot and humid steam mixed with the scent of cool shower gel came over me. Thuong Ngon stood behind the door, a bathrobe loosely draped over his body. The collar is wide open and the waistband is not tied. A large area of the chest and waist line were exposed without missing anything. Is this something a decent person can do? My ears were hot, I stuffed all the clothes in my hand into his lap:

“Put it on.”

Thuong Ngon received the clothes, smiled softly, and teased:

“My sister is embarrassed.”

I was both embarrassed and angry, glaring at him:

“You scammer!”

You hid it from me for so long. I know everything. But it left me like a blindfolded clown. As soon as he finished speaking, Thuong Ngon's smile stopped and his voice lowered:

“Tri Ha, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you.”

"My best friend says bad things about me in front of you every day, I'm afraid..."

His throat rolled down.

“You will hate me.”

When I heard this, my heart suddenly tightened. Does an arrogant person like Thuong Ngon also have times of fear? At this moment, he lowered his eyes, his hot gaze fell on my face.

“Tri Ha, last time you asked me if I loved you at first sight.”

“Actually, the first time I met you was on this day five years ago.”

Five years ago? What do you mean? I was stunned, my thoughts were blank. Only the heart beats faster and faster. Thuong Ngon pursed his lips and continued:

"That day, I took On Di An to school and saw him in the dormitory helping new students move their luggage. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, her body was thin and small yet she was carrying two suitcases."

“I remember the sunlight that day was especially gentle and bright.”

"When you raised your head to greet On Di An, the light fell into your eyes, sparkling and sparkling, making me unable to look away anymore. Tell me, does that count as love at first sight?"

"Tham Tri Ha, I've liked you for five years. It was love at first sight, but also a long-standing plan."

My eye sockets suddenly felt a little teary. There was something stuck in my throat, I couldn't swallow it, I couldn't speak it.

“So that night?”

"That night, I knew that On Di An was arranging a blind date for you, so I intentionally ran to rob someone in the middle of the street."

I immediately widened my eyes:

“Thuong Ngon, you really are a dog!”

The man did not object, the corners of his lips curled slightly. As if very satisfied with this review.

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The candlelight dinner that Thuong Ngon meticulously prepared still took place on schedule. Two single people, On Di An and Luc Tinh Hanh, hid in the corner to chat.

"Is this still our brother? If he doesn't bring tea and pour water, he also picks up food and peels shrimp, that's too flattering."

"Before, I was his servant. Thuong Ngon, I didn't expect you There is also today, heh heh heh heh heh..."

“Oh, he even prepared a big gold bracelet.”

“My best friend wears it so beautifully!”

... Viewed from the rooftop of W Hotel. The prosperous city stretches endlessly towards the horizon, like an inverted galaxy, dazzlingly brilliant. Above that starlight, two wine glasses gently touched each other.

“King” sound.

Like the end of the story. Again like the first note of the opening. Full text complete.