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She was so panicked that she had completely lost her usual composure, like a rabbit that was suddenly frightened and its fur stood on end.
He subconsciously pushed his feet hard and quickly jumped up from the seat. His steps were messy and hurried. He ran towards the bathroom in a panic, causing a gust of wind and almost knocking over the chair next to him.
Ruan Mi didn't notice anything unusual about her sister.
She walked over with light steps and a calm expression, then sat down gracefully beside He Yuzhu, with a perfect smile on her lips, and started chatting with him endlessly.
Her voice was clear and pleasant, and her words were filled with trivial and interesting things in life, trying to create a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere.
A moment later, the sound of running water came faintly from the direction of the bathroom.
At this moment, Ruan Tao was standing in front of the sink with her eyes closed. She immersed her hands in the cold water, then scooped up handfuls of cold water and gently sprinkled it on her hot cheeks.
The water flowed down her chin and wet the clothes on her chest. She hoped that this coolness would dispel the heat on her face and allow her heart, which was beating wildly in her chest like a wild horse, to gradually return to its former calm.
After a few minutes, the bathroom door slowly swayed, making a slight sound, and Ruan Tao's figure finally appeared from behind the door.
Her pace was a little slow, as if every step was filled with an indescribable hesitation.
Her face, which was originally a little pale, has now regained some color, but if you look closely, there is still a faint blush on her cheeks, just like the clouds in the sky dyed by the setting sun. It is a trace of shyness, which follows her like a shadow.
She took light steps and slowly walked to the other side of He Yuzhu. Her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid of disturbing the air around her.
When she sat down, she curled up slightly, as if trying to hide herself.
Her eyes were lowered, deliberately avoiding He Yuzhu's gaze, and she just stared quietly at the small TV on the table. The light and shadow on the screen flickered, reflecting her slightly restrained face.
This television was pitifully small, measuring only 9 inches, and paled in comparison to the lightweight and compact tablet computers of later generations.
Taking a closer look, the difference in clarity is staggering. Dense snowflakes are jumping around on the screen, like a thick white fog, completely covering the picture on the TV. Even if you open your eyes wide, it is difficult to make out the content.
Although color televisions had already appeared on the market at that time, they seemed to be useless in Tuen Mun, a remote and slightly desolate area.
The signal reception here is terrible, and only one TV station's signal can be captured.
What’s even more annoying is that the program is filled with a large number of long and tedious advertisements, like an endless tide, one wave after another.
Take a TV series that was originally only 40 minutes long, for example, which was forcibly inserted with more than 20 minutes of commercials.
The content of these advertisements is all the same and monotonous. They scroll on the screen repeatedly, with the same few sentences and pictures over and over again. It really makes people feel bored and irritated. The viewing experience that should have been there is ruthlessly torn to pieces and disappears without a trace.
What is even more unbearable is that the TV series currently being broadcast have long and tedious plots and lack any originality.
Every turn and every conversation seems to be copied from an old script, so clichéd that it is uninteresting.
He Yuzhu was slumped in the sofa, bored. Although his eyes mechanically followed the movements of the characters on the screen, his thoughts had already drifted away.
He glanced at the TV from time to time, secretly complaining in his heart that the fact that such a drama could continue to be broadcast was a huge test of the audience's patience.
Continuing to watch would be a complete physical and mental torture for him, but since the Peach sisters were watching with gusto, he could only hold back his temper and sit there in agony.
However, the Peach Sisters sitting on both sides of him were in completely different states.
Ruan Mi and Ruan Tao seemed to be bound by a mysterious magic, and were completely immersed in the wonderful world of the plot.
Their eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, following every subtle picture on the screen without blinking, just like loyal guards guarding a treasure.
The plot is like a surging wave, with ups and downs, and their emotions also fluctuate accordingly.
When the climax comes, their bodies lean forward slightly, their breathing becomes rapid, and their eyes flash with tension and anticipation; when the trough comes, their shoulders relax slightly, they take a long breath, and their expressions relax.
When they see the protagonist trapped in deep trouble, tightly entangled by the thorns of fate and unable to break free, their faces are instantly filled with sympathy and emotion, their brows slightly wrinkled, the corners of their mouths drooping, and they even sigh softly involuntarily. They look as if they have experienced it personally and empathized with it, as if they are the protagonist in the play groping in the darkness and going through countless hardships. Their souls have been completely integrated with the plot, and their emotions are freely drawn by it.
He Yuzhu sat comfortably in the middle of the sofa, with Ruan Mi next to him on the left and Ruan Tao on the right.
The warm yellow light shines gently, adding a touch of ambiguous atmosphere to this small world.
At this moment, Ruan Mi's heart seemed to be pulled by a silk thread, and was completely tied to He Yuzhu.
She clearly felt He Yuzhu's broad and warm hand gently resting on her waist, and the warmth of his palm was transmitted through her thin clothes.
This touch not only did not make her feel the slightest resistance, but was like a stone thrown into the lake of her heart, causing ripples of sweetness and shyness.
She subconsciously turned her face slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she glanced quickly at her sister Ruan Tao on the right with the corner of her eye.
Ruan Tao was staring intently at the TV screen, the flickering light and shadow on the screen reflected on her face, her eyes were full of concentration, and her little mouth was unconsciously slightly open. She seemed to be completely immersed in the plot and did not notice He Yuzhu's little action at all.
Seeing this, Ruan Mi breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did she not avoid He Yuzhu's embrace, but as if driven by some invisible force, she moved her body slightly as if responding to this intimacy.
She moved very slowly, fearing to disturb Ruan Tao, and then she snuggled up to He Yuzhu more naturally and closely, resting her head lightly on his shoulder, as if she wanted to draw more warmth from him, the strength that would make her feel at ease.
On the other side, which Ruan Mi had not noticed, He Yuzhu was nervous and had an irresistible impulse in his heart. His other hand was like a small animal tentatively moving forward, quietly and carefully reaching out towards Ruan Tao's slender waist.
Ruan Tao was concentrating on the plot of the TV series when she suddenly felt a warm rope wrapped around her waist. It tightened so suddenly that she trembled all over.
She subconsciously twisted her delicate body, as gentle as a willow in spring, trying to avoid He Yuzhu's sudden big hand, like a frightened deer avoiding a hunter.
However, He Yuzhu's hand seemed to have taken root, firmly stuck in the groove on her waist that was just big enough to fit in one hand. Relying on his strength as a man, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free at all.
Ruan Tao's heart skipped a beat and she felt a little guilty. She knew very well that if her sister discovered this scene, she would be extremely embarrassed.
She quickly turned her head as if she was guilty and glanced at her sister out of the corner of her eye.
I saw my sister and He Yuzhu both staring at the TV screen seriously with natural expressions, as if everything in the world was as calm as it seemed on the surface and nothing had happened.
Seeing this, she couldn't say anything and could only complain in her heart. Then she turned her gaze to He Yuzhu and glared at him fiercely. Her eyes were full of reproach, just like the warm spring breeze on a spring day. Although there was blame in her eyes, she couldn't hide the coquettish anger in them.
He Yuzhu seemed to have really not noticed her dissatisfaction. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, like a crescent moon, slowly outlining a gentle smile, which seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.
Then, like a naughty child, he pouted his lips slightly and made a quick kissing gesture.
This made Ruan Tao blush like a ripe tomato.
She immediately turned her head away like a frightened bird, pretending to continue watching the TV series attentively, but her slightly trembling shoulders were like a whistleblower, revealing the panic in her heart.
He Yuzhu was secretly proud at the moment. Although he tried his best to keep calm on his face, the slightly raised corners of his mouth still revealed his emotions.
He thought to himself that he had successfully achieved both goals, and the first step of the plan had been successfully completed. This was easier than he had expected.
But he was cunning by nature, so how could he just put his hands there honestly and properly?
There seemed to be a glimmer in his eyes, which was the cunning of a fox after it succeeded.
Then, his hands were like two nimble snakes, slowly and gently groping around the waists of the two women.
The movement was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet it carried a hint of cautious exploration, as if one was exploring a mysterious treasure, both eager and afraid of disturbing something.
Both women seemed to be keenly aware of his movements. Their bodies stiffened slightly, then returned to normal.
They continued to stare at the TV screen, as if they were deeply attracted by the not-so-exciting program, without blinking.
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In reality, their minds were not on the television at all, and their breathing became rapid involuntarily, but they all pretended not to know and let He Yuzhu do whatever he wanted to their waists.
For a moment, the room seemed to be shrouded in an invisible veil, filled with a subtle and ambiguous atmosphere.
The smell was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and every breath of air seemed to carry a different temperature.
Only the sound from the TV echoed in the empty room, monotonous and abrupt, but it seemed to be setting the beat for this ambiguous scene, making the atmosphere even more charming.
Soon, He Yuzhu's hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible silk thread, and slowly reached out to the hem of Ruan Mi's shirt uncontrollably.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and with a hint of nervousness and anticipation, he lifted the corner of the clothes little by little.
As the hem of the dress was lifted, a small piece of white skin was exposed to the air. He Yuzhu's breathing suddenly became rapid. He carefully reached his hand into the gap from the bottom.
When his palm touched Ruan Mi's skin, which was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, Ruan Mi felt like a powder keg that was lit. Her body trembled violently, and the feeling was like an electric current running through her body in an instant.
Her eyes widened, her heart skipped a beat, and panic surged like a tide, her mind filled with the horrible image of her sister discovering this embarrassing scene.
In a panic, Ruan Mi didn't have time to think, and quickly reached out and twisted He Yuzhu's thigh with all her strength, her nails almost digging into his flesh, trying to make him stop and warn him to stop.
He Yuzhu suddenly felt pain and let out a hiss. He couldn't help but grin. His facial features were squeezed together because of the pain, and his face showed a clearly visible expression of pain.
However, his hand seemed to have taken root and he did not withdraw it. It was still placed lightly on Ruan Mi's waist. He just temporarily stopped groping further. His eyes were rolling around, as if he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the perfect time for him to act again.
Since there was no progress with Ruan Mi for the time being, He Yuzhu thought for a moment and quickly shifted his attention to his right hand.
Ruan Tao was wearing a dress today, which was simple and plain in style. In that era when materials were scarce and fashion trends were completely different from modern ones, this was considered a rare decent outfit.
You have to know that ordinary people in the 60s did not live a wealthy life. Zippers, as a high-end product, had not yet been widely used in daily clothing, and most clothes still used traditional buttons to fasten.
Ruan Tao's dress is no exception. It has a few simple buttons on the back. Usually, she has to rely on her sister's help to put on and take off this dress.
He Yuzhu first gently caressed Ruan Tao's slender waist through her dress, his fingers sliding nimbly, as if playing a secret melody on the black and white piano keys.
After a while, his fingers slowly moved towards the button at the bottom of the back of the dress. His movements were extremely light, as if he was afraid of disturbing something. With a light touch, the button came loose quietly.
Then, he carefully reached into the dress through the narrow gap revealed after the buttons were unbuttoned.
When his palm touched Ruan Tao's back skin, which was as smooth as silk and surprisingly elastic, an electric current instantly hit him, causing his heart to tremble violently.
Ruan Tao finally woke up from her dream and was completely shocked.
She was full of doubts. Why did He Yuzhu seem like a different person today and was so bold?
In the past, if I just let him touch me slightly outside my clothes, I would be extremely nervous, my heart in my throat, afraid that others would notice.
But now, he actually unbuttoned his clothes and put his hands into them.
But at this moment, Ruan Tao was full of anxiety but helpless. She didn't dare to shout loudly. If her sister Ruan Mi heard the noise and came over, it would be all over.
In a panic, she could only reach out again and twist He Yuzhu's thigh hard, her nails almost digging into the flesh, hoping that he would stop and not continue.
However, He Yuzhu was determined at this moment, as if driven by an invisible force, and completely ignored Ruan Tao's warning.
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