Deviant: No Longer Human

Wang Xiao nodded in sudden understanding.

However, Wang Xueying wasn't done yet.

Her eyes, a complex mix of emotions, scrutinized every detail of Wang Xiao's form. "D-Do you guys do this every day?" she ventured, her voice trembling with curiosity and a hint of fear.

Wang Xiao, momentarily puzzled, sought clarification, "Do what?" But then, realization dawned on him, and he comprehended the nature of her inquiry.

Wang Xueying, her entire body concealed beneath a blanket except for her face, turned to face him with a lingering unease in her eyes.

Seeing her like this, a different facet of Wang Xiao emerged. "Do you mean this?" he whispered, his lips brushing against her neck once again, causing her to jump in surprise.

She quickly pulled back, paniced. "What are you doing!?" she exclaimed, her confusion evident.

Wang Xiao chuckled softly. "I already knew it was you."

Wang Xueying's eyes widened in astonishment. "What?... Y-You knew it was me all along?" Her mouth hung agape with surprise.

The realization struck her like a lightning bolt, causing her heart to race and her breath to catch.

Wang Xiao pressed on with the performance, his conviction clear in his words, "I knew it was you, not Mei," he said, the certainty causing Wang Xueying's eyes to widen in surprise, her lips parting in disbelief, yet she couldn't voice her astonishment.

Her face turned ghostly pale, a wave of panic washing over her features.

Reading her fear, Wang Xiao understood she was far from prepared for this revelation. He continued, "There was no way Mei would have breasts this big," he coughed, emphasizing the point and watching as Wang Xueying's face flushed crimson.

"You are crazy!" she muttered, turning away from him, her face concealed, realizing he was toying with her.

Wang Xiao couldn't contain his laughter as he gently pulled her close, feeling her resistance. "Come on, my dear sister, let me touch just once," he teased.

Wang Xueying's face flushed even more as she immediately protested, "No!"

Amidst laughter, Wang Xiao persisted, attempting to hug her closely. "Don't be so petty, just once!... Yours is truly bigger and softer than Mei's."

"Crazy!" Wang Xueying exclaimed, her eyes widening as she shook her head vigorously.

His persistence caught her off guard.

In that moment, she knew he was joking, but a exciting question danced in the back of her mind: 'What would he do if I said yes?' Her memory still held the sensation of his hands tracing over her breasts, sending shivers down her spine and igniting an electric charge within her.

She bit her lip to stifle any sound that might escape her.

Surprisingly, as the night wore on, Wang Xiao and Wang Xueying found themselves drifting into slumber in an intimate embrace.

He held her from behind, his fingers slipping beneath her nightdress to rest gently on her flat abdomen.

Wang Xueying felt a mix of helplessness and curiosity.

As long as he didn't cross any boundaries, she decided not to voice her protest, succumbing to the drowsiness that washed over her, still aware of the warmth of his touch.

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As the morning sun pierced through the darkness, Wang Xueying exerted a force to escape from Wang Xiao's tight grasp, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

Her eyes, a swirling sea of emotions, flicked over to him, and she realized how vastly different Wang Xiao appeared at night compared to the daytime.

'I need to be more cautious...' she admonished herself, her gaze inadvertently drawn to the faint scratches on his back.

"What are these...?" she whispered, lifting his clothing slightly. A gasp escaped her lips, her eyes widening in astonishment as she took in the sight of his back, marred with fresh injuries.

Wang Xiao stirred from his slumber, eyelids fluttering as he registered Wang Xueying's surprised expression. "What happened to you?" he inquired, sitting up with a casual nonchalance.

"Why is your back so red?" Wang Xueying questioned, concern lacing her voice. "There are so many injuries. What did you do last night? Did you fight someone, brother!?"

Wang Xiao blinked, catching up to her line of questioning and nodded. "It was a minor scuffle, with your brother winning, of course," he added.

Wang Xueying's eyes widened. "Are you absolutely insane? How can this be considered a victory, ending up with so many marks?" she retorted, her anger evident.

Wang Xiao offered a faint smile. "It was indeed a triumph," he repeated, recalling his victory over Fu Yuxin in bed, but he chose not to disclose this to Wang Xueying, aware it would likely baffle her.

"Enough, undress and lie down," Wang Xueying instructed.

"..." Wang Xiao wanted to comment on how her words could be interpreted differently, but she had already left to retrieve the first aid kit.

He sighed, disrobing and positioning himself, shirtless, as he waited for Wang Xueying's return with the first-aid kit. She gently cleaned his back with antiseptic, applying the soothing cream meticulously.

Wang Xiao lay still, feeling her tender hands graze his skin, pondering if he could handle this alone. Humans, it seemed, were deliberately designed to rely on each other socially.

"It's done," Wang Xueying announced, her smile bringing a sense of relief.

Wang Xiao nodded, sitting up and meeting her gaze. Unable to put on a shirt due to the antiseptic cream, he maintained a vulnerable exposure of his upper body.

Wang Xueying's eyes flickered, a subtle tension enveloping the room, as their gazes locked.

"Thank you for your assistance," Wang Xiao expressed, breaking the silence.

"O-Of course, just don't go fighting people needlessly. I won't always be here to patch you up!" Wang Xueying replied, her voice slightly stammering, her cheeks tinged with a subtle blush.

In that moment, they sat in the charged atmosphere, unspoken sentiments lingering between them, painting the room with a new layer of complexity.

The unspoken words swirled like a tempest, hinting at feelings yet to be acknowledged, their hearts beating in a rhythm only they could comprehend.

A sudden knock by now awake Wang Mei disturbed the atmosphere, jolting them from their contemplative moment.

Wang Xiao remembered that he had to later head downstairs to confront his father's impending tantrum.

The serenity that had briefly settled between him and Wang Xueying dissipated, replaced by the impending family discord he was about to face.

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