Double Happiness Double Torture

After almost another hour, the bed stopped swaying, and the intimate sounds came to an abrupt halt.

Originally, the plan was for a week, but Luo Shiya didn't want to wait any longer. Moreover, Su Yanran's appearance and her indifference only made Mo Xuan feel that she didn't care.

She envied and loathed Su Yanran because of her. It was because of her that Mo Xuan had lost his memory and still hadn't remembered Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi...

Mo Xuan's eyes were hazy as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, momentarily dazed. For so long, Mo Xuan had been suppressing his emotions. He didn't know how to choose, so he simply didn't choose and quietly stayed by their sides.

But today, the suppressed emotions finally erupted. After all, he was a man, full of vigor and surprisingly strong.

"Carry me to the bath, Xiao Xuan..." Luo Shiya gently kissed Mo Xuan's lips. "Then carry me back..."

Mo Xuan did as she asked, carrying her to the bathroom. Warm water poured down from the showerhead, and Luo Shiya wrapped her arms around his neck, greedily kissing Mo Xuan.

"Xiao Xuan... let's leave the Capital with Muqi and the kids, okay? Go to a quiet place..." Luo Shiya gently stroked Mo Xuan's solid chest. "What do you say?"

"Shiya... I've thought about it, and this isn't the way." Mo Xuan couldn't help but speak up. "I made a mistake once, and I've been too indulged in your gentleness. But this is ultimately wrong..."

In response, Luo Shiya kissed him passionately.

Was it wrong? Of course, it was. Luo Shiya knew that better than anyone.

But did it matter? Not anymore.

To Luo Shiya, Mo Xuan was unique, and her sister was irreplaceable. When the Luo family faced a major crisis, they had only each other to trust.

And at that time, Mo Xuan had been like a ray of light, breaking through the darkness to stand before them.

"Xiao Xuan, I said, don't think about these things..."

Luo Shiya's words seemed to have a magical effect, making Mo Xuan unconsciously comply, allowing her to push him down in front of the bathtub, his head resting in her embrace.

"You can't leave us, can you? So..." Luo Shiya's face bore a somewhat pathological smile. "Don't resist, don't think about leaving us. Xiao Xuan, men all crave what you have now. Why are you so obsessed with those rules and regulations?"

Like the whispers of a devil, it was both tempting and laced with danger.

Luo Shiya had been subtly manipulating Mo Xuan's psychology all along, aiming to break down his mental defenses.

"You're clearly infatuated with us, our looks, our bodies, and... our love." Luo Shiya gazed at the dazed Mo Xuan, her voice even softer as she kissed his face and whispered in his ear. "So, when you shed your mental constraints and we were together, weren't you happy?"

"I..."

Mo Xuan felt his mind go blank, as if the sound of the water from the showerhead had disappeared. The entire world seemed to consist only of Luo Shiya's whispers in his ear.

"Xiao Xuan, you won't refuse me, will you?"

Mo Xuan's physical instincts and the emotions he had long suppressed were gradually being fully released by Luo Shiya.

"Xiao Xuan, admit it. You want to be with both of us..." Luo Shiya's smile became even more pathological. "You've already... can't leave us..."

With the status and wealth of the Luo family, Luo Shiya could have used a thousand and one ways to keep Mo Xuan by her side.

But from the very beginning, she had no intention of forcing him. Every step, from that one reckless night, to getting pregnant, giving birth to their daughter, and so on, had been meticulously planned by her and Luo Muqi.

She knew that Mo Xuan couldn't fully become the man she wanted him to be in such a short time, but she was already quite satisfied.

Mo Xuan looked up, and unlike before, he suddenly embraced Luo Shiya. For the first time, the emotions in his eyes were no longer suppressed. Those deep, tranquil eyes now only reflected Luo Shiya's image...

Thirty minutes later, Mo Xuan, now wearing pajamas, carried the exhausted Luo Shiya back to her bedroom and gently laid her down.

"Xiao Xuan, won't you stay with me?"

Luo Shiya's voice was hoarse but added a touch of vulnerability, as if she were pouting. Mo Xuan kissed her lightly and scratched his head, saying, "I'd better go back to sleep. Otherwise, if Wei'er and Xue'er see us together tomorrow morning, it won't be appropriate..."

"Alright..." Luo Shiya didn't press further. "Then get some rest..."

Mo Xuan covered her with the blanket, turned off the light as he left, and gently closed the door.

"Ah..."

As Mo Xuan walked back to his bedroom, he sighed. First, he was forcibly kissed during the day, and then he was ambushed at night. He had always thought his resolve was strong.

Now, it seemed, it was anything but...

He didn't consider himself a saint, just someone who had always been too self-deprecating. He was well aware of Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi's feelings for him, but he didn't dare to hope for more.

He didn't know what had happened to him, but when Luo Shiya said, "I want you," Mo Xuan felt the walls he had built in his heart crumble.

"You're the one who will be hurt, the one who will be abandoned."

Su Yanran's words suddenly echoed in his mind. This reckless affair, if it ever went wrong, would indeed turn out just as she had said.

Yet, Mo Xuan couldn't bring himself to pull away. Not just because of the children, but because Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi were like opium, deadly yet making him crave them so much that he didn't want to leave.

Shaking his head, Mo Xuan pushed open the door to his bedroom, only to feel a soft, warm body press tightly against his back.

"Brother, did you have fun with Sister?"

Luo Muqi's voice was cold, in stark contrast to her warm body.

"Muqi? How did you...?" Mo Xuan was startled.

"Brother, if you can be with Sister, why not with me?"

Luo Muqi bit his shoulder hard, causing Mo Xuan to wince in pain. It seemed she wasn't satisfied, as she suddenly kissed Mo Xuan's lips from behind.

It wasn't so much a kiss as it was a bite.

"Muqi, calm down..."

Mo Xuan tried to push her away, but for some reason, his subconscious told him not to. Luo Muqi forcefully pulled Mo Xuan's pajamas, dragging him onto the bed.

"Brother..."

A choked murmur accompanied a tear that fell onto Mo Xuan's face. He couldn't help but freeze. In the dim light, Luo Muqi's eyes were wet with tears.

"Brother, why won't you accept me?" Luo Muqi said resentfully. "If you can be with Sister, why not with me?"

"Brother, I miss you too..."

Mo Xuan didn't notice the subtle smile that flashed across her tear-streaked face...

(I know you don't like reading the details of such scenes, so I'll skip ahead.)

An hour passed... (I can't win against the censors...)

Thinking about what Luo Shiya had done, Luo Muqi was seething with anger. Her sister had locked her in the room and even stolen her phone!

By the time she managed to get the maid to open the door for her, her sister had already succeeded!

"Brother, I still want..."

"No, you don't!"

Mo Xuan's objection didn't matter, as Luo Muqi had no intention of asking for his consent...